Reversal (aka Seriously, This is A Question?)

Welcome to Cave Time with the resident Anti-Social Socialite. (Well, what can I say? It sounded catchy.)

I’m not going to make a pledge, such as, “I promise to give you (insert adjective here) content on a (insert time frame here) basis.” I’m not going to even give the spiel of “I’m a busy woman who has loads on her plate.”

It all boils down to priorities. My priority is writing, plenty of sleep, and good food. What the public expects or requires from me takes a back seat.

Is there such a thing as evolving backward? Seriously … this is a question?

It happens every day. Heck, since the beginning of time. Humans can’t seem to help themselves. At least one is on a power trip, to solidify that he’s greater than. Logic and power fail to go hand in hand. Matter of fact, it seems the more powerful a human becomes the more stupid the decisions are.

It may not necessarily be driven by power but by disruption of the status quo. Like, disliking the image of a black person in power so much that one would place the biggest idiot in the Milky Way galaxy as President of the United States? It’s better to have the D student in the driver’s seat than a straight-A student simply because that D student is the right shade. Well, he’s more orange than white but you get the point.

This doesn’t have shyt to do with my political affiliation. It all boils down to common sense and that charlatan doesn’t have one iota of it. Being rich can’t buy common sense. That comes from two places: upbringing and the streets. If you lack it in one, you’ve got to get it from the other. But if you are sheltered due to your daddy being rich, then the common sense train shoots on by, and no amount of advisors can instill it in you.

Backward behavior is the seasoning that the vast food of my works rely on. Awkward situations, stupid mistakes, moral disruption … there’s an endless supply to pull from. Not just how humans conduct themselves in life but how they function in the presence of death.

In S.K.A.R. (Simi’s Komma: Amplified Reminiscence), it not only covers the story of what happened with Simi and Komma but what transpires with the three who were closest with them when death occurred.

Out of the four, one was riddled with guilt. One was filled with longing. One was brimming with rage. It eliminates the assumption that tragedy brings people closer. It can lower the masks, revealing true natures.

Of course, all have a chance of redemption. I believe for every one person who takes it, another three will remain fallen. Redemption is hard work; being one of the many isn’t.

DR