A Relativistic Manifesto

The rasp and dreary night finally came to a close; the perverted truth that escalades the spirit through the realms of intellectual thought made it a mockery. Irony in its greatest form; I am awake and starring at the ceiling. I feel weightless, but is it from my somnolence or has reality itself been changed? Am I present in some Hollywood movie where my own personal “Matrix” has been altered? What of the world? What of Life? If I remain lying, will the endless rhetoric my mind offers me cease, or should I leave this melodramatic dwelling place? I got up.

I went to brush my teeth and realized that they were already clean; in fact, I was in no need of shower or change of clothes. I felt full. The chores of life were already complete before me. I left my dorm room to find that all the traffic signals were gone and people were driving crazy like Starsky and Hutch. It was quite a battle to cross the street from Royster to the main campus of Gardner-Webb University. I found myself entering class only to find that no one was there except the teacher who, strangely, told me to leave. Finding this odd, I walked out into a giant riot forming on the quad. There were two groups of students gathered. One group of students was completely nude and the other fully clothed. The nude group was supporting this new “world” while the clothed group was fervently against it. The emotions escaladed and eventually protest evolved into violence. It first began with punches, but punches became stabs, and stabs became death. But in all of this, there was no stability. The moral hand was all but severed. I watched in fear of my own life for what if the crowd saw my disbelief and I were to succumb to their debauchery? I just witnessed murder that was without remorse. What was wrong with this world of which I found myself a part?

Running off toward Main Street, the uncanny feeling reverberated once again. Cars were flipped over and every store was broken into, vandalized, and wiped clean of its goods. The doorway had been opened for all sorts of ungodliness. I was only witnessing the greeting room.

I dared not go back to my dorm to try and salvage my possessions for I knew they were lost by now. Nature began working in reverse. The beautiful blue sky darkened into deep red, and the sun slowly faded away. Earth was cold now. I wondered desperately what was going on. The dark sky no longer showed forth the illumination from heaven’s lights. The animals experienced these phenomena also. The birds gathered and flew down low to the ground, running into buildings. It was as if they thought they were doing everything right, but they were blind to the fact they were much too low to the ground to fly.

Searching through the debris I found a T.V. set flickering information from a news channel. “Lawlessness” was the headline. The first answer to any question I had asked all day was finally before me. This disarray was not exclusive to my college. It was an epidemic. The entire world was a victim to this plague. Money lost its value as the world’s economy collapsed because people lost reverence for all things in life. The rainforests were finally being wiped out. Charities were liquidized, not for the money, but for the sheer fact that apathy killed their soul. On and on the headlines passed by my weary eyes; so this is what we always wanted? Marginalization abroad: of government, of nature, of humanity.

Life was a question and a void was its answer. I stood there, staring blankly at that T.V. screen. A new language was being formed and every word translated into it was “death.”