samedi 9 novembre 2013

I think i'm doomed



One day i was meeting a psychologist, so long ago, i had written those lyrics on a piece of paper, i gave it to her and i said "you want to know how i feel in this system?! Here it is!".
Except that i know now that i totally can't pretend, and that's the most important and inexcusable difference between my type of personality and how this modern system requires people to act, be, and play.
I have to assume myself with that impossibility of lying, cheating, and pretending, all my behaviors, all that i search in others and life is sincerity, in its purest extract, even in the most fleeting interactions. Commonality and stereotypes, what a bore, show me what astonishes your being and i'll welcome you, but if you play me a conditioned role, i get cold, there is no jobs, no places, no friends, and no girlfriends for me in the march of the system. And i stay alone because sincerity is in me as it is in nature and inert objects, that peace is for now only there.

(When you're at a restaurant, what do you speak about, do you comment on your pizza? do you lust over the waiters in their skimpy shirts and washed-out jeans? do you complain about your rent and your lack of leisure?, do you hold a cigarette like you're the most important person in there?, Oh on another time i would have just run away under the pouring rain, even forgetting my coat on the back of the chair, today i just stare in nothingness, touching indifference and void. Thanks a lot!)

something of life

Solanin

Simple and light, uncertain and poetic, but still trying to find that perfect personal way gathering all the great ideals.