Redbulls and Microwaves

you spend your life trying to figure out what’s going on beneath the surface, yet you live your life like the surface is all that matters. it’s all about what it looks like. cause once you find the truth you have power, you have control. 

but truth is a sword, not for cutting everyone else, but to use on yourself. you’re so scared that if you spent half the time critiquing yourself as you do everything else, then you’ll be forced to deal with your issues. the only real control you have is over yourself. you then have to decide what kind of human you want to be. one that looks good? or one that struggles? 

there is a saying in islam, “the greatest jihad is the jihad of the self.” it means to essentially struggle and war with yourself. but why deal with issues when you have a microwave? 

the microwave represents our sense of fake as a culture. heat happens when atoms start drinking redbull. the more energy that an atom has the more adhd it gets. it starts jumping up and down and vibrating and climbing up the walls. energy = heat. 

normally and naturally, things start to cook when heat is externally applied. the heat stimulates and vibrates the atoms within causing the food to get hot and cook. but microwaves skip that whole process of internal struggle. instead they just manipulate the atoms with radiation. they are fake hot, and therefore fake cooked. 

some times we pretend that we can fix our lives with a microwave. oh there is something wrong with me? nuke it. say a simple prayer and your done. write a check and it’s fixed. but you can only ask god to help you so much. at some point you have to stop treating god like a microwave. instead, take that tank of gasoline god gave you and set yourself on fire.