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The Silenced Revolution

JimMorrison

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It was just too much to handle anymore. All their fake smiles and rehearsed greetings added up for the past three high school years and have finally put Isaac over the edge. He was sick of everyone. There was not a trait or characteristic he liked about any of his fellow peers. He wanted to do something to make a stand. He wanted to drag everyone into the light, strip their minds of the lies and infuse the importance of freedom, prophecies and ancient wisdom.
He was not alone; his best friend Henry shared the same views. They agreed that the materialistic fads were becoming too frequent and shallower with each day. Everyone’s narrow minded views and theories were hypocritical and absurd. The formation of products was pervasive. Teenagers were buying anything the television preached and were watching brainwashing programs. The price of life was going up and it was not due to inflation.
The precocious Isaac and the creative Henry began to resist rules and laws within the school that they disagreed with. They were not hesitant to point out any locusts and snakes in this dangerous labyrinth. They began speaking out and opening everyone’s horizons to how corrupt and vicious society was. They gave examples on how colleges only care about money. They showed them that in college you are just a number, if a seat is not filled they have endless lists with people to fill your spot. When will they see with their minds and not with their little eyes? They just wanted everyone to know the raw reality of life and wake everyone up from their deep slumber of oblivion.
Every chance they got they spit their rants and theories. The disgust rooted from school flaws and lies and then branched into society in general. “Girls thinking a perm or bleach and cream will make them better when they are gorgeous; tanning, liposuction, and fake lips that is all life destruction. The Chinese built the railroad, the Indians saved the Pilgrim, and in return the Pilgrims killed them. It is called thanksgiving; instead of hell-day,” the two young prophets argued. The two dreamers believed they were living in a world of poverty neglected by the wealthy. Whoever controls the media controls the minds. Sports stars and so called role models are doing drugs, raping women and killing their wives. Do they ever think about the mass amount of kids they mislead?
The truth was presented naked; no mind games, no lies, just raw and uncut. “Uncle Sam has a plan and if we examine what they are presenting us you will understand what they are planting in the minds of the next generation,” Isaac claimed. “They are feeding us miseducation. There is no excuse for the slander, what is good for the goose is good for the gander. The system is controlling our lives, and force feeding us lies in any form they can,” added Henry. Bob Marley once said, “you can fool some people some of the time, but you can not fool all of the people all of the time.” The scary part is that if you fool the right ones, then the rest will fall behind.
The two revolutionaries wrote pamphlets and poems demonstrating their disgust. They would give them out to anyone who would listen. Their upheaval was the talk of the school. Their evolving metamorphosis was clearly visible. They were once dormant land mines and are now exploding. Their transformation could be felt through the emotional vigor instilled in their conversations and rants. They started demonstrations and gained more followers each day. People were leaving their cozy caves and stepping out into the light. They started making friends with other high school students from out of town and spread the same philosophies. The chain was in effect. Their words were like an antiseptic destroying the pervasive virus of propaganda and the infection of being a product. They were spreading knowledge.
Slowly but surely the youth was rising. They were demanding change and amendment to the infected skeleton. The youth all around the area was beginning to be filled with rage and enlightened with sight. People were starting to be genuine and real. People started to display their individuality as a token of beauty. Difference and variation is what makes everyone beautiful. Old school values such as respect, honesty, and chivalry were blossoming. Happiness and love were flourishing. Knowledge was starting to overcome propaganda. Awareness and knowledge were taking over ignorance and passivity. To be the best you challenge the best. To survive you must open up your eyes to the set backs and the surplus of lies and just rise. More and more people escaped mental slavery and emancipated their minds because two revolutionaries had the courage to speak.
The cure was spreading rapidly and less people were being pounded into submission. They had made a change. They had affected at least one person with the light. They were fed up with their surroundings and prompted to leave their mark. Through going on with their daily lives they influenced people around them with their vision and poetry. They tried to make a change in their own environment into how they thought life should be. Is not that the point of life? This time a ripple, next time a wave.
 
Sorry for the lagged response; I've been away most of the weekend. Upon reading this it seems you use a lot of "there was", "it was", "they were" type phrases to open your sentences...
 
sirmyk said:
Sorry for the lagged response; I've been away most of the weekend. Upon reading this it seems you use a lot of "there was", "it was", "they were" type phrases to open your sentences...

i understand and i can see how it sounds choppy or bad but i am telling the story of two kids and their mission. i did start some sentences with their names.

any suggestions?
 
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