experience the situation and recognize the irrevelance
In this world there is always someone fucking you over, backstabbing you, getting even, in this capitalist society there is no honor, someone is always wanting to have you succeed less than they. These people will never find true happiness, they will never understand the poetic structure of a good life. It's time to open our eyes to the blasphemy we have created for ourself and the world.
In this culture there are two kinds of people, the selfish,and the caring.
By Radiohead
I want to
I want to be someone else or I'll explode
Floating upon this surface for the birds
The birds
The birds
You want me?
Fucking, well come and find me
I'll be waiting
With a gun and a pack of sandwiches
And nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing
You want me?
Well, come on and break the door down
You want me?
Fucking come on and break the door down
I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready
Looking through specks of light, surrounds my horizon, darkness groups clouds me within this tunnel, get me out, I need out, ...noway out
To that girl sitting next to me in class who has the same mask of social protection we all wear, I hope your life plays out the best in you
To the kids on the bus, I hope more joy is in your life than there is misery
To the man working the till, I hope your endeavors are successful
To me, the one I don't know the most, I hope...
Question?
1 question.
1 chance.
1 answer.
100% honest.
That's all you get.
You get to ask me 1 question, any 1 question.
If the world stopped turning once,
The beauty could be held in your hand.
the suffering could be seen with open eyes,
And with open arms we will embrace our humanity
(please blog this peom and add more to it...)
What is it about me that just automatically pushes away everything around me? Why do I have to be alone for the tasks at hand? Why must I not go get help because its not my nature? I've always been the loner, always the one that can be anyones' friend or anyones' enemy. Never a true classification can identify me. I'm a nerd, I'm a musician, I'm a poet, a philosopher, a smoker, a pothead, a mushhead, a hypocryte, I'm just me... a lonewolf...
Living in a fucked up world. Surrounded by the teens who follows the others like a school of fish, illuminating bright colours but producing no bright minds. Why must we follow the rules of another without thinking over the logic of why we are forced to do it? Knowledge has been chucked away into the abyss of ignorance. Can't we talk to anyone who makes sense?
