John Frusciante Challenge: #6 - The Comfort Of The Non-Existence

This article is part of the John Frusciante Challenge: 10 Articles in 10 Days. It is named after the legendary Red Hot Chili Peppers guitarist, as he recorded 6 albums in 6 months during 2004.
If you think that this content doesn't make sense, probably you're right! I still hope you'll enjoy it though...

I have reached already the halfway of The John Frusciante Challenge. So far I've been writing 5 articles in the last 5 days, with the aim to do the same for 5 days more.
The problem is that tonight I really don't know what to write about...
I have many ideas in mind but for none of these concepts is possible to jot down an article in a few hours!
I can only write about random things. For example, it's been all the day long that I can't stop singing in my head the outro of this song:

The only way to forget a Bloodhound Gang song is to listen to another Bloodhound Gang song. My favourite one by them is definitely Right Turn, Clyde. This work is incredible. They made their own music, on their outrageous style, with the perk of quoting Another Brick In The Wall! And listen to the outro! It's simply mind-blowing!

“All in all you're just another dick with no balls”
You know how many times I think this? Especially in the last 24 hours, in the aftermath of my venting against LinkedIn.
It's crazy man! I can't understand the trolls. One said: “Why do you complain about a free platform?”. So if a platform is free it cannot be criticised? And then LinkedIn is not for free. You pay for it with your own data, the most precious good you have nowadays.
However, I am afraid that your data is more valuable for your children. Why? You have to see how tech companies like LinkedIn use your data. They harvest it and then they sell it to several companies that will target you based on your habits. Basically they use this data in order to understand how you think. This is already creepy, but despite of this, I can bet my balls that you still sit on your comfort zone.
Even your children will sit on the comfort zone, but just because they will be totally unaware of what will be happening around them. Unlike you, they will be traced, programmed and manipulated by any company since the day they say their first word! In this way, they will be incapable of rebelling against the consumerism system. They won't know any other way of living, as society will be always able to provide them with what they need, when they need it! Provided that your children will buy more and more things they don't need. This means that they will need to work more and more to keep up with their insatiable desire to purchase. With so many devices around them capable of literally reading their minds, your children will have no other choice than buying!
So yes, while you use all these social media while scratching the balls you don't have, you are preparing a dystopian future for your children. You are building a golden cage for them... Well done man!
Like one girl I like a lot said: “This is nihilistic !”

I've been nihilistic for some time now. Not a hard nihilistic, but still, in this moment of my life I have dire feelings about humanity's future. I'm suspended between the dilemma if I should do something to save humanity or stop worrying and beginning to enjoy life at the fullest.
This is the most intense and the best summer of my life, but I feel I can enjoy more if I clear my mind from the pain I feel in the world.
I am thirsty for life, yet I would give my life to erase the pain from this world. But I know that my sacrifice would be useless... Too many opponents, too many negative particles, too many apathic people. People's motto, in every corner of the world is always the same: “Who cares?”.
Dear child of mine, this is why I will never give you life: because I care about you. I want you to be free, not trapped in a zoo world, where machines will scan you 24 hours a day to know every single movement, every atom, even every thought of you. Non-existence offers all the freedom and all the peace you need.
“Sometimes I wish I'd never been born at all!”. It's the strongest line ever written by Freddie Mercury. All of us thought this at least once in our lives. Usually, we tend to think this after we started a big trouble that we cannot bare the blame for, like for example putting “a gun against his head, pulled my trigger now he's dead”.
It's paradoxical that in my case, this thought lingers in what is probably the brightest moment of my life:

• I work for PokerStars where I feel treated like a god
• I have cool friends all around the world!
• I travel when I want
• I'm finally working out regularly
• I feel loved and respected
• I'm starting two businesses with grit and determination!
• Soon I will have a car covered in graffiti!

The most obvious thing you may say is that I need a special woman on my side, but I'm not the kind of person so much into relationships. I don't think I've ever had what you classic humans might define as a “serious relationship”.
No, what makes me feel empty is the wannabe hero that lives in me... He craves to save the world, but he feels totally powerless. Today's world is too complex and the villain is too intangible to fight. The villain is not a person anymore, it's a group of companies that is everywhere and nowhere. The villain plays even the hero role to some extent, so you cannot live without it!
This villain is trying to regulate every aspect of your life, even the way you have to think.
The villain is making more tools a prime necessity so that you are more and more needy. The more you need, the more vulnerable you are. The more vulnerable you are, the more protection, hence control you need... What a nice loop!
On top of this, the villain is killing the art of creating, which is the very art itself! They are killing music, destroying cinema and are working to make machines the only ones that will draw, sculpt and design...
I am already unheard most of the times, now they are even stripping off me the power to create!
And if you manage (dare?) to invent something artistically new, nobody will be able to appreciate it.
How can I not feel sad, despite all my recent accomplishments?
“And I'm thinking about a brand new hope. The one I've never known and now I know it's all that I wanted!”

I want my graffiti car to regain my smile!