Staying Vital, Creating Havoc

I figured out a while back that in most instances we as human beings are not able to actualize our true desires.  Maybe it is these desires that drive us.  Today, almost eight years after George W. Bush was in the Whitehouse, the American Dream is a farce to the mainstream public.  The economic tables have turned, and now new money is in control.  We do not have much say in it.  Billions of dollars are moving around each day, and still our economy is in the ditch.  It is in the ditch, because we have no real goods and services.  When America was great, she was great for a reason.  It took willpower to make that happen.  There was no happenstance.  There was no winning of the lottery.  America became great, because innovators worked hard to become successful.  Today there is little motivation to do such.  We are drugged in our small capsules of life watching Millenials "find themselves."  It is a disturbing vision.  The traditional methodology of success no longer applies, because America has changed.  We are not the same country.  The country we have become also is a disturbing vision.  It is not far from the vision science fiction writers have had over the decades.  Soon firetrucks will be arriving to burn books in our homes.  All ready "the man" has burnt most of the truth in America.  The ashes are on the internet.  Who knew businesses would be the leaders in internet philosophy?  The answer is many knew, and this is what created the internet bubble not that long ago.  America, being a Capitalist country, is not forgiving.  Instead we are ruthless, and we rob our friends for our own sustenance.  A Socialist society seeks to provide equally for all people with a public means of production.  It is history that system, because of human weakness, failed on a massive scale.  Who is to say Socialism can not work?  The recent Uber debacle is the perfect metaphor for today's America.  Businesses practices which have been in place since America's inception are being challenged with new ideas.  It is interesting that Millenial propaganda is strong enough to challenge century old labor practices.  Without history there is no way for anyone to understand their grift.  Why not let people pick people up for little to no money in the name of love?  It is kind of like a self-driving car.  Maybe this is the new Hippie movement.  Today we as Americans have no choice but to live in this closed and immature arena.  The personalities who have shaped America are dying off, and we are left with this.  This is the product of our governments disregard of America's future and her youth.  They know how to write code, but they know nothing of American history.  When cab drivers rage holy war against Uber in the name of their jobs, we should not be surprised.  Also we should not be surprised when youthful American men murder innocent citizens in the name of Osama Bin Laden.  He too was scorned by his chosen people, and he waged revenge.  It is not pleasant being rejected.  As a Christian man fully I understand the concept of abandoning your baggage.  Fully I understand that if you sell your belonging and follow Jesus you could be an influential and important apostle.  Jesus may be on earth, but we don't seem to know it.  His return is prophesied in Bible as is the return of satan.  I don't see Jesus, so I have decided that abandoning my human purpose is not prudent.  In many ways it would make my life easier.  It would make my life easier, because although I am content with my musical accomplishments, I have to continue to live.  If I continue to live it only would make sense if I make use of my Godly directive.  If you know your purpose why not pursue it?  Did Mark Zuckerberg or Steve Jobs achieve their success by selling their belongings and following Jesus?  Would I follow either of these men when our survival is at risk in America? The answer is no.  Computers do not grow food.  Computers do not build shelters.  Computers do not think.  I chose to think, and it makes my life a living hell.  When I think about the things that are important to me and my Godly directive, inevitably my emotional state devolves into a state of depression.  Why is this?  It is because what is interesting to me tangibly is not in my presence.  I can listen to musical pieces, I can watch movies, and I can understand and know how to compose for these idioms, but I am not doing it.  As an academic this is normal.  Academics by nature know many things.  They should be able to teach these things.  I do, but I am not involved with any of them.  I have to read about them.  I have to read about others who have the privilege of doing these things.  This in turn makes me sad.  I miss this process.  The more I think about these things to fine tune my mind in their actualization, the more I am sad because astutely I realize I do not possess them.  It is a quandary.  Must I give up my ideals to be happy?