As I focused and went over the words that I said and the words that Rev. Dave said, I was reminded of something that Tech N9ne had said "All fronts have the right to fall once". You may remember the lyric from Vintage Tech. That little lyric although directed at bigots got me thinking, eventually no matter how insignificant the time period or its extremity of the event every culture fails. Some fall and are destroyed completely. Others crackle like a series of of fire crackers going off at indiscriminate times. Some cultures even stop abruptly for no rhyme or reason...just gone without a trace, leaving only a bit of history left behind for scholars to speculate. What shall become of our culture? Will we reach a pinnacle of glory only to be snatched from that pinacle by our own faults. I watch as Greed and Jealousy creep it's way into our culture, what still continues to be a proud Family is tainted by the faults of the Mainstream. We too have our own faults. Perhaps we shall be consumed by our own Drama. Oh yes the carrier of Drama, like a radio wave it washes over the ears of the unwilling and forces them to listen. Will drama be the method at which we crumble? Will Drama get so out of control where there will be so much distrust in the Juggalo Nation that we dare not even leave our homes lest one ninja shall attack another and division is the norm. Maybe we will take sides and each side will be become a faction and each faction will war with one another so that brother shall kill brother and sister shall turn on sister. Maybe that is the design of the Dark One to breed segregation and division in Mankind. Perhaps each culture shall destroy one another based on religion or race. Maybe the poor will destroy the rich and then chaos will ensue. I never did understand why when someone rioted that would destroy their own towns property or land knowing full well that once the chaos was over they would have to fix everything that they burned or destroyed. Maybe all of our Juggalos will lose faith and once the music and modern day Juggalos die off then a century for now people will say "Juggalos...hmmm I don't recall".
However, Juggalos, I have watched my world crumble into ash before on numerous occasions and I have rebuilt. I have watched my church and my family rebuild time after time and we have persisted and seen it through the rain and our own fall. I believe that we as a culture shall not die off fore within the mists of sorrow there is the glimmer of those with hope. Hope is like Faith in the sense that like a flame it must be rekindled. The flame dies down and yet we must re stoke the fire. It will snap and crackle and seek to roar out of control and yet we contain it, keep it nurtured, keep it real. Our culture shall carry on as long as there are Juggalos willing to keep it. As long as Family values are passed from one generation to the next. As long as the word of the Carnival's message of Universal peace and acceptance perseveres and rings into the hearts of those with pride and love.
MCL
