I have seen them weak, sad and wanting to break down, give up and run away to anyone except themselves. I listened to them, said things to keep them from having to say ’cause I could see they were receding. … they were in no state to put on anything, they couldn’t be hiding anything… they were lucid, lurid, jaded and naked.
Looking at the distance? From here to nowhere… to the horizon? This is the distance you’ve got to walk more. You just cannot relent, not just yet. And remember how you felt yesterday? How everything felt so futile with no reason to keep walking within sight….
I just gave you a reason to keep breathing for it is going to take time. And I don’t know why you’re always closer to the end you just witnessed than to the end you might expect for this beginning you made. I don’t know why you talk like this, why everything feels heavy sometimes and you feel like suffocating. Do you miss the childhood that could never be yours? Or you miss that someone above, that someone like you… that someone who could have seen the child in you carelessly sitting on pottery wheel? All that which you could have had would too have to be eventually given up for the same end–the one we don’t talk about and try to have forgot by keeping close to animals we are.
When I realize that all my thought has only one destination, one realization–I cannot stay close to people, I am annoyed and don’t want to hear anything from anyone anymore.
… but, this cannot be said.
Although, the online accounts can be deactivated.
Today in a state of reluctance I saw a darkness which lights cannot do away–the more powerful darkness. It is darkness of a dying house… brightening it up with LEDs, Halogens et cetera wouldn’t make it any better ’cause it is dying… slowly creeping from life into lifelessness… ’cause the people who populate it are tired of life, they’re worried and afraid and agitated and frustrated, isolated… insulated due to all of this… green is just a grass which turns yellow eventually.
They have network[of nerves], have an approach to cabinet[senses in brain] and in fact even have lobbyists ie hormones[testosterone etc] to keep rest of the body in the pathetic state of stress so as their market[of semen] survives and flourishes! It doesn’t end here–sexual priming is the school which this capitalist funds and keeps alive!
This is insane!
Mother and Child Divided, Porcupine Tree #nowplaying
Sometimes you get to a point where you say "Why the hell not?" But seriously...why not? What have you got to lose? Nothing. What do you have to gain? Everything. At first, the task in front of you may seem daunting - but then you realize that really...it's going to be fun. I don't think there's anything more addicting out there than success.
Not long ago, after giving a talk about the growing number of women who are breadwinners in their marriages, I was approached by an audience member who identified herself as a lawyer. She said that she was definitely seeing this trend in her practice — nearly 40% of working wives now outearn their husbands — and that while economic power is a good thing, overall, for women, it can have one negative outcome many don't anticipate.