Permanent Holiday: 21st Century Slacktivism 101

The other day I went skiing with an old friend who just got back from building gardens on the island of O’ahu.  She introduced me to very powerful and thought provoking song from a Hawai’ian musician named Mike Love.  The song?  Permanent Holiday.

The song made such an impression that it remained in my head throughout the day as I deciphered and mulled over the lyrics.  When I got home I put Permanent Holiday in my latest Wyoming Skywatchers’ video to play over timelapse skyscape footage.

Permanent Holiday really spoke to me because it concisely conveys something I have felt to be true since I started wising up and disengaging from “The System”.

The wisdom I take from this song is that modern money itself is the root of our species’ problems so no amount of money is going to solve the problems money itself creates.

Why does our money create problems?  Because it is 1) just paper, 2) centrally-controlled, 3) requires economic growth, and 4) enshrines the profit-motive as the chief arbiter (aka, god) of human civilization.

As such, spending most of our lives slaving for and worrying about paper money has imprisoned us within an inefficient and destructive system. Working within The System only strengthens The System so disengaging entirely — going on permanent holiday — is a crucial step in the process of collectively manifesting something better.

What do we do once we find ourselves on permanent holiday?  We reassess and get to work building better systems for more logical reasons than the chasing of paper.

Perhaps that’s what the ski and surf bums of the world are truly destined to accomplish: dirtbags uniting to blaze better trails.

That is my interpretation and opinion.   Now I’ll hush up, listen intently, and let the song speak for itself.

The lyrics weren’t available online so I did my best to transcribe them.  Apologies for any mistakes in transcription.  I’m always happy to make corrections.

Permanent Holiday by Mike Love Lyrics

Ohhh Lord  I’m on a permanent holiday.  I’m going outside to play.  I ain’t gonna slave away.  Not for no corporate Babylon.  I’m never gonna be a pawn in their manipulation games.

Oh Lord I’m taking the reins.  I’m breaking the chains.  I’m never gonna kneel, no way.  My prophet is Heaven sent.  No preacher or president can lead I astray.  They’ll never know. I’m taking Jah highway home.

Ohh I’ve got my own path to follow.  Don’t know if you’ll overstand.  I’ve got my own truth to swallow.  And you know that if I could you know I would throw my guitar on my back, pick up the slack, and leave here tomorrow.  But I know that I am a pawn of Babylon I got to face the facts, embrace the ax, and cut these chains off my sorrow.

So I’m on a permanent holiday.  I’m going outside to play.  I ain’t gonna slave away, no, not for no corporate babylon.  I’m never gonna be a pawn in their manipulation games.

Ten thousand years of captivity, we must eventually open up our eyes and see they’re manipulating we with so much uncertainty and so many mysteries.  Why are so few questioning the unnatural state of things?

It’s a nightmare.  We’re living in a nightmare.  Everyone’s living so scared.  They’re virtually unaware of this fear that rules their lives, occupies, consumes their minds.  This fear of bankruptcy.  Financial impotancy.  It’s funny money, money, money.  It’s all this digital currency, woah yeah.  It’s all this monopoly money that keeps us from ever being free.

And so it seems we’ll be in this prison for life, ’cause if we keep buying  then they’ll keep selling the lie.  So it’s up to I and I…

I won’t be manipulated, mind-controlled, and inundated.  I will seek the Revelation, make my life a celebration.  I will be the change I’m seeking, manifest the words I’m speaking.  I refuse to be imprisoned.  I will make my own decisions.   

I’m on a permanent holiday.  I’m going outside to play.  I ain’t gonna slave away, no, not for no corporate babylon.  I’m never gonna be a pawn in their manipulation games.

Oh Lord I’m taking the reins.  I’m breaking the chains.  I’m never gonna kneel, no way.  My prophet is Heaven sent.  No preacher or president can lead I astray.  They’ll never know. I’m taking Jah highway home.

I’ll never go astray.  I’m leaving the past and forwarding fast ’cause freedom is here to stay.

Ohh Lord we got to take back the knowledge.  We got to take back the power.   We got to take back the knowledge.  We got to take back the power.   We got to take back the knowledge.  Take back what they have stolen from our hearts and we got to take back the esoteric knowledge.  Ohh Lord for too long they’ve been keeping us apart.   Ohh yes, we got to take back the knowledge, take back the power, humanity don’t let this be our final hour.

Take back the knowledge, take back the power, humanity don’t let this be our final hour.  We got to take back the knowledge, take back the power, humanity don’t let this be our final hour.  Take back the knowledge.  Take back the power.

No copyright infringement intended. Please purchase Mike Love’s music here: http://www.mikelovemusic.com/store.html

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