"Generation"

Ananda Daydream, 3.4.2001 (artwork by same *g*)

all we are is cultural jetsam

is all that's left just cultural jetsam?

We try to put the pieces together

to make ourselves a whole

from all these disjointed bits of the past

Ritual, racial memories and prejudices

Just accept what we're told is right and wrong

Never even considering deciding for ourselves

We weren't allowed to.

Expected to just accept the old ideas as "right"

there's nothing new

it's just the old reborn.

New things can't be trusted

they haven't yet seen the test of time

they can't be equal to the past.

Shards of the shattered past colliding with,

shredding our vision of the future

What went before constantly sneaking up and

tearing our dreams from before our eyes.

It's never been done

It can't be done.

...how do you know?

You couldn't do it, didn't believe it

But I will.

I may be no more than a madman's collage of your memories and ancestral rites

only a manifestation of all that you have told me

but

I am the future, it's clay in my sculptor's hands, I can change the world, mold my thoughts into reality...

I can even change you.