passover

Feb 20, 2007 14:08

This is a crisis I knew had to come,
Destroying the balance I'd kept.
Doubting, unsettling and turning around,
Wondering what will come next.

they're not my lyrics

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staysonpaper February 20 2007, 21:19:29 UTC
Know what?

...After last year, and after the past few months, I'm jealous. Bite into it with the fiercest grip you can and suck all the insanity possible out of any change that comes, because you have plenty of time to be dead and stagnant in life, whether you want it or not. When it's exploding and you don't know where the world will be with your next step, that's when you're alive. It's beautiful, it's addictive. It's the only thing worth having.

At least, I liked it. And I need more.

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noahhs February 21 2007, 13:43:43 UTC
Mm, sweet sweet insanity. I'd go sane without it.

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staysonpaper February 21 2007, 15:47:31 UTC
The eternal problem-- sane, like that, means dead. I have missed most of the past several months. Something's got to change, soon.

Yes.

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noahhs February 21 2007, 17:12:10 UTC
Dead huh? Isn't that a rather extreme interpretation of the word "sane"? He he.

I see your point though. Live life to the fullest, and all that. The things we get used to, we tend to get addicted to. And we stop thinking, and just become slaves to the pattern.

So then this pattern, which is supposed to be a tool to function on our behalf, instead becomes a trap. And we become the tools of an inanimate living dead life form--mindless servants to a mindless master.

Hmm, dark that. I need some more coffee. D'OH! Another addiction. What will I do. I know, I'll work like a slave to serve another inanimate mindless master--the company! Our capitalist economic system!

Somebody shoot me with a tranquilizer dart. When I get going on this, it turns into a tirade right quick.

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