They're everywhere, again and again

 Oh, the humans….

As much as I dearly love our special breed of creature, we have some behavioural go-to tendencies that drive me nuts.

One in particular is our addiction to applying bandaids to problems, aka the superficial temporary treatment of symptoms, rather than driving down straight to the core for the cure.

This behaviour is troubling for two reasons:

1. It happens on both the micro and macro levels.

2. These “solutions” to problems always…and I mean ALWAYS birth more problems.

In short, it causes harm. To few and to many. And to no small degree.

I have yet to determine if this inane behaviour is due to the mass ‘indoctrination disguised as education’ we are subjected to upon birth that infantilizes us, ensuring we grow into controllable submissive adults by instilling in us a lack of belief in our own innate wisdom and power to effect change, to create, to heal.

Or perhaps it’s just the stage of consciousness we are at collectively as a species.

If this world is a 3D classroom, perhaps this is one of the many lessons we are now attempting to learn. Maybe we graduate to the next level once we figure out how to not keep going around in circles.

problem→ bandaid→ Problems → Bandaids→ PROBLEMS!!! → MORE BANDAIDS!!!!!!!!

Cures to problems require honest, good-faith investigation as to the cause. They require us to ask “why?”.

Children start out asking ‘why’ naturally. And then we are trained to stop.

Remedying a problem is a big responsibility. It takes a mature human to admit a mistake, to accept reality, and then to make an effort to do, to think, to be different.

It takes work and long-term thinking.

And I think we’ve been trained to be lazy and to let someone else deal with it.

“Just put some duct-tape on it. I’ve got TV to watch.”

the words

Nicotine patches patch over the wounds of addiction

Human-made clouds hide the human-made holes in the sky

Triple-bypass surgery bypasses the questions

Taking TUMS for relief relieves us from asking why

Always a Bandaid

Never the cure

Choking on doses of our anti-medication

Doesn’t do much to heal the ill situation

Got a lazy disease

Gotta come clean to see…

An eye for an eye says we’re caught in a cycle of vicious

Locking lost souls in a cage hoping they’ll fly

Paper plates plastic spoons save us from doing the dishes

Wrinkle remover removes our need to ask why?

Always a Bandaid

Never the cure

Choking on doses of our anti-medication

Doesn’t do much to heal the ill situation

Got a lazy disease

Gotta come clean to see…

How we bend what we mend then bend it again

How me meant what we bent and then bend it again

How we bend what we mend and then bend it again

How me meant what we bent and then bend it again

And again, and again, and again, and again

And again, and again, and again

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the words

Nicotine patches patch over the wounds of addiction

Human-made clouds hide the human-made holes in the sky

Triple-bypass surgery bypasses the questions

Taking TUMS for relief relieves us from asking why

Always a Bandaid

Never the cure

Choking on doses of our anti-medication

Doesn’t do much to heal the ill situation

Got a lazy disease

Gotta come clean to see…

An eye for an eye says we’re caught in a cycle of vicious

Locking lost souls in a cage hoping they’ll fly

Paper plates plastic spoons save us from doing the dishes

Wrinkle remover removes our need to ask why?

Always a Bandaid

Never the cure

Choking on doses of our anti-medication

Doesn’t do much to heal the ill situation

Got a lazy disease

Gotta come clean to see…

How we bend what we mend then bend it again

How me meant what we bent and then bend it again

How we bend what we mend and then bend it again

How me meant what we bent and then bend it again

And again, and again, and again, and again

And again, and again, and again