On paths leading nowhere
Noiembrie 29th, 2007 de Dulu la ora 10:45 am
Proceding awakeness morning reveals yet another hypothetic pharisee day! Once again must one prepare himself for another irritating encounter with its disillusioning fellow beings. See those transparent, flat, vapid phiz mugs one unfortunatelly needed to get so well acquainted with while walking these paths leading nowhere. Perceiving all those anthropomorphos essenceless moving shapes around oneself; having to smell, see, hear, taste, touch and even tolerate these repugnant chaoswise manufactures; pretending to actually take the slightest shade of interest in what those holes in their faces try to articulate as coherent sounds, words, phrases, narrative stories even; needing to react: these are the compromise actions one has to adventure hisself in on everyday terms in order to beautyfy and save appearances. Than again, are these actions really worth it? Should this be the rightfull, wellrewarding course to be taken?
be it as it may every day is another trial in our existance, another step to climb, yet another step that makes us more inconsiderate, shalow, less alive and more apart of the every day sadness that sorounds us in circles ever more tighter and uncomfortable filled with words that sometime ago used to mean something, but now are meaningless, useless, hurting our beeing every time we try to remember how and why we were evwr so happy in the first place.
Bless ignorance again sweet friend for it will save the less fortunate that will keep life going on and on.
Ain’t stupidity a bliss!!!!! i wish I had 1 gram to smoke it on the seaside……….