To: World Peace Conference, President Donald Trump, The California State House, The California State Senate, Governor Gavin Newsom, The United States House of Representatives, and The United States Senate
Drawing Attention back to What Matters
This is an issue that cannot be summed up in 3sentences. I'm tired of summing up myself so someone with power will take the time to read it. Our attention was drawn away from nature, to technology, and it made us doubt our worth. It made us give up on our dreams of preforming to watch television, and stop enhancing our skills. I want to draw our attention back to nature, back to ourselves, back to our dreams, in order to build a better society where everyone's dream is involved.
Why is this important?
When I was in kindergarten, I remember going outside for recess and seeing all of the electric wirings being held up by crosses, interrupting the sky, and I thought they were ugly. I wasn't aware of how accurate that was, because I assumed my opinion didn't matter, because I was a child. And no one else was saying anything about it, and my parents used it.
I went to go play with the other children, and eventually all of the technology was called "normal".
Well, it's not normal, Mr. President. It limits our ability to think for ourselves, because we are so focused on what goes on within the box, that we forget about what's outside of it, until it's all gone.
For all of my teenage years, I was busy worrying about my appearance, my weight, my skill, my voice, and my intelligence because of what I saw within the box. It changed my idea of what it meant to be happy. I thought to be happy, I had to be like the people on the TV in every way, and I wanted to be. Now my happiness, and freethinking were taken away.
I stopped practicing what I loved to do, because I wasn't as great as the people on TV were. I started worshipping celebrities, because I saw them as above myself. I started paying for their albums and dressing like them and eating like them! And talking about them! I had lost who I was.
It wasn't until I got extremely sad about comparing myself to others, that I started smoking weed. Then I realized I was really great at things as long as I gave those things my full attention, and weed helped me do so. I decided to get another role model.
I started listening to Capital Steez and Pro Era, until my eye was drawn away from the box back to nature. I saw a bee searching frantically for a flower to land on, until his buzz died down and he fell on the black pavement to his death. I noticed the lack of bees, flowers, animals, plants, water, trees.
I noticed the birds posted on top of the crosses holding up the electrical wires. I noticed how long I had been distracted. I noticed all the people filing in and out of buildings, wearing sunglasses and suits, still distracted. It's not right.
Everything is violated. Everything is distracted. Everything is destroyed. Everything is unhappy. I don't want money, I don't want a house, I don't want a nice dress, I don't want a cheeseburger, I don't want a bed, I don't want shoes.
I just want to be free, happy, and be able to live my life, not as a slave to the institution. Not a slave to the capital. I have my mind. I want everyone else to have theirs back.
-Sienna Arcala-Anderson, 18
I went to go play with the other children, and eventually all of the technology was called "normal".
Well, it's not normal, Mr. President. It limits our ability to think for ourselves, because we are so focused on what goes on within the box, that we forget about what's outside of it, until it's all gone.
For all of my teenage years, I was busy worrying about my appearance, my weight, my skill, my voice, and my intelligence because of what I saw within the box. It changed my idea of what it meant to be happy. I thought to be happy, I had to be like the people on the TV in every way, and I wanted to be. Now my happiness, and freethinking were taken away.
I stopped practicing what I loved to do, because I wasn't as great as the people on TV were. I started worshipping celebrities, because I saw them as above myself. I started paying for their albums and dressing like them and eating like them! And talking about them! I had lost who I was.
It wasn't until I got extremely sad about comparing myself to others, that I started smoking weed. Then I realized I was really great at things as long as I gave those things my full attention, and weed helped me do so. I decided to get another role model.
I started listening to Capital Steez and Pro Era, until my eye was drawn away from the box back to nature. I saw a bee searching frantically for a flower to land on, until his buzz died down and he fell on the black pavement to his death. I noticed the lack of bees, flowers, animals, plants, water, trees.
I noticed the birds posted on top of the crosses holding up the electrical wires. I noticed how long I had been distracted. I noticed all the people filing in and out of buildings, wearing sunglasses and suits, still distracted. It's not right.
Everything is violated. Everything is distracted. Everything is destroyed. Everything is unhappy. I don't want money, I don't want a house, I don't want a nice dress, I don't want a cheeseburger, I don't want a bed, I don't want shoes.
I just want to be free, happy, and be able to live my life, not as a slave to the institution. Not a slave to the capital. I have my mind. I want everyone else to have theirs back.
-Sienna Arcala-Anderson, 18