Saturday, February 02, 2008
about a song - crazy/gnarls barkley
no, i don't remember the last time i checked next to the word "sanity" but i like to believe i've been this way all my life, at least the part i remember of it.
nothing seemed to change basically, earth is where my feet lay, sky is above my head, haven't tried breathing under water and no, so far i can't change the traffic lights at will (but i do only when i arrive on time)
it's ridiculous, like the kids that came years ago, only with more information and "experiences" of how to display our game in this "reality", we're still basically the same and, even though there's always some kind of wave of trying to behave the way in the complete opposite direction of the one dictated by nature, the rhythm of this dance doesn't change too much at all
creeping thoughts and sneaking ideas beneath the directed lines which are supposed to be followed in order to maintain a pattern acceptable for everyone are the inconscious private/personal terrorists against the law of that "big brother", that legend everyone talks about but no one has ever spoken with them... like common sense, it's just what people thinks that the rest should think, no contracts, no papers, just the tacit consent which i find quite annoying, no one's bound to follow it but it seems to be accepted as if life depended on it (when it doesn't).
i don't remember the last time i checked next to the box that said "insanity", legally i'm still on the safe line (very difuse line) and while i dance and play here, i wonder, is it that hard to risk for a second what is considered "secure"? we come alone, we leave alone, we have nothing to lose and the only tool of trade we got is the time we have to breath on this earth... is it worth it to spend it behind the wall someone else said to respect even when they didn't explain themselves how did that come to be?... it's a thought that comes from my skydiver/mercenary mind, free will they say, freedom of speech claim others, paper can hold anything but bytes can hold everything, as usual, it's up to you what to do with it.
19:01:43
nothing seemed to change basically, earth is where my feet lay, sky is above my head, haven't tried breathing under water and no, so far i can't change the traffic lights at will (but i do only when i arrive on time)
it's ridiculous, like the kids that came years ago, only with more information and "experiences" of how to display our game in this "reality", we're still basically the same and, even though there's always some kind of wave of trying to behave the way in the complete opposite direction of the one dictated by nature, the rhythm of this dance doesn't change too much at all
creeping thoughts and sneaking ideas beneath the directed lines which are supposed to be followed in order to maintain a pattern acceptable for everyone are the inconscious private/personal terrorists against the law of that "big brother", that legend everyone talks about but no one has ever spoken with them... like common sense, it's just what people thinks that the rest should think, no contracts, no papers, just the tacit consent which i find quite annoying, no one's bound to follow it but it seems to be accepted as if life depended on it (when it doesn't).
i don't remember the last time i checked next to the box that said "insanity", legally i'm still on the safe line (very difuse line) and while i dance and play here, i wonder, is it that hard to risk for a second what is considered "secure"? we come alone, we leave alone, we have nothing to lose and the only tool of trade we got is the time we have to breath on this earth... is it worth it to spend it behind the wall someone else said to respect even when they didn't explain themselves how did that come to be?... it's a thought that comes from my skydiver/mercenary mind, free will they say, freedom of speech claim others, paper can hold anything but bytes can hold everything, as usual, it's up to you what to do with it.
19:01:43
# posted by Greta @ 19:01 
