It seems that there's no end to this. It seems that the only phrase you will hear from when you start to frustrate yourself however much you seem to work something out, nothing fruitful really comes. However much work, however nuch thinking. The only phrase you will hear from peers are "better go overseas" or "gamble your money away". Or something like "come on let's play cards and waste our lives away." "Drink and be merry, Life is a big joke. Don't take it too seriously." There'll be no more of that inspiring entity that would somehow keep you on your feet. There'll only be post apocalyptic stories, post war, the use and abuse of the past. Teenage wasteland.
The future becomes bland and tasteless.
Come on. Take it easy. And they'll continue to say it's all about making fun about something, about somebody, and money. Lots and lots of money. Everyone in traffic. Uneventful immobile routines and interruptions. The survival of the fittest. You see no more mountains to climb, no more spaces to explore, no more roads to take.
And then we'll all just read. Inside our own little caves, lairs, dimensions, dungeons and warps.
No comments:
Post a Comment