3:09 i dosadno mi je

srijeda, 28.11.2007.

PERSPECTIVE

there is a little creature inside all of us, a creature that is born when we start thinking that in fact exists parallelly with us, a creature that relies on us, that we feed daily from start to end.
this creature gives us life as we give life to it, it represents all that we strive to be and all that we are.
this creature is seen by others but only in moments of weakness, we keep this creature hidden because it describes us as we are, no more, no less, and as we hide it from others we hide it from ourselves.
we accept traits that are bestowed apon us by society and we differentiate them from this little creature, we keep it pure, untainted by modern society, and in return this creature gives us a means to differentiate ourselfs from normality.
this creature is us, in the most vulgar form, a form that is not socially acceptable, it keeps our most presonal secrets hidden and our most darkest thoughts at bay.

when the creature dies we become slaves to society, like the people we pass by every day on the street, part of the mindless horde of feebleminded automatons we call the human rase, entraped by their own stupidity, undermining their own reasons to live with self inflicted brainwashing, replacing them with material trinkets which in time replace the creature and leaves them nothing but a shell of their former selfs.

never forget who you are underneath your socially acceptable exterior.





my creature says hi to your creature......is it listening?
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nedjelja, 04.11.2007.

SO WHAT'S THE POINT; THERE IS NO POINT; GOOD POINT


I fell...then i was redeemed...now i'm fallnig again...


sad kad i malo razmislim o tome nishta mnogojakoga se nije promijenilo.

i'm still stuck between worlds...onoga odraslih ljudi, pretrpanoga odgovornostima i nagradama koje proizlaze iz poshtivanja istih...i onoga nevine mladezhi, slobodnoga duha i extravagantnih iskustava poprachenima osjechajima euforije.

how to choose?

premda dobro vec znam da there is no choice, da je sve vech predodredjeno, opet sam prisinjen birati, a ne zhelim birati, nemogu birati.

and so, i have only two choices left:

ne izabrati nishta i odbaciti ovaj zhivot, embrace the abyss that follows this mortal life without fear and never look back...

or

choose both, shto nikada nebih mogao napraviti sam, nisam dovoljno motiviran.

shto znachi da mi treba osoba koja che me motivirati, a samo jedna vrsta osobe to mozhe, i kad bih mogao, zhrtvovao bih sve da nadjem tu osobu, ali nemogu, nisam dovoljno motiviran, shto znachi da mi treba osoba koja che me motivirati, a samo jedna vrsta osobe to mozhe, i kad bih mogao, zhrtvovao bih sve da nadjem tu osobu...


rekurzivnost ovoga svijeta mi polako postaje odvratna.

i ne preosatje mi nisha drugo nego cekati i nadati se da che me ta osoba pronachi i da che ona postati ta osoba koje che me motivirati da ju pretvorim u osobu koja che me motivirati da izaberem opciju broj dva i da nechu napraviti nishta glupo u medjuvremenu.


a opcija c, nishta od navedenog???

to je nazhalost neprihvatljivo jel bi u tome sluchaju svemir izbcio critical error, a to nikako nije dobro za nikoga od nas...ili mozhda je?
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