joi, 28 februarie 2008

we are

We are the children of the world. How can we continue to exist in the misconstruction of everything that must be consumed by the unconfined self? This are the thoughts of a neurotic personality that has nothing else on her mind then how to continue living in the herd of humanity without being stampede because of ones unique self.

Who I am is of no importance because I am nothing. I am a ground of dust that is blown away disappearing in the greatness of this mother fucking grand universe that erases every chances of becoming a remarkable individual. I know nothing; I am sinking in the darkness of my own mind. I seem to be incapable of seeing the light on the end of the tunnel. Once u get off the path that is mapped out for u by society since the day u are born, there is no way of turning back all u can do is start walking…and do not forget to breathe. That can be the hardest thing off all keep breathing in the faecal infested world that we have build up just to have the chance to blow it up!

Why am I telling u all this, maybe I am ready to admit to myself how insane and deluded I really am, but define normal now. Let me tell u a little secret there is no such thing as a sane person, we all have gone mad by simply living what is considered a normal and constant life. What can I admit is that I have lost my way, now I am feeling that everything surrounding me is collapsing…standing still in the present of the moment, reminiscing of the past, dreaming of a future were I have won back everything that I lost. Fear is my greatest enemy, it keeps me bound to earth not able to fulfil my destiny. I have lost hope in life, but just when u have lost all u are free to do anything…but I am not ready yet to leave the shelter that protects me from life, love and all the great things that I know I am destined too do. Tell me now something, dear, what is holding u back? And I answer I am just a fool or how the French would say: ‘Le fon montre un souci constant de logique!’ It seems easier then it is…

Hollow is my soul then I have lost my dreams and I cant get them back , they were the essence of my personality now I am nothing just a another cattle in this heard that is the world. How come that I am such a pessimist on such a optimistic background. Too the world it doesn’t matter what I want or need I am still stuck in a cage that is my life and I just need too open the door and fly away like a dust corn in the wind. That sound kind of cheesy but those are the facts or what is left of them…

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