I know nothing. I am nothing.
This world is stranger than any wild future I could have ever perceived.
It's all backwards. Politics globally are out of wack and somehow Nazis are back. The acceptance of facts and logic is seldomly practiced, and deceit has become the norm because it's rewarded with riches and success.
This is no place for the honest, only the bragadocious.
Uitwaaien is a Dutch word that cannot be fully translated into English: it literally means "to walk in the wind," but in the more figurative and commonly used sense, it means "to take a brief break in the countryside to clear one's head."
Thursday, December 26, 2019
Sunday, December 22, 2019
Escape
I think what I miss most is the freedom.
Chilling wit da boys
Chatting up single women
Wondering what adventures could happen
Realizing the unknown possibilities
Maybe engaging in a difference of individual philosophy, who knows
Shit
At the bare minimum
Dancing
Floating on my back in the swaying waves
Being cradled by a lack of responsibility
A boy's fantasy, really
Fantasy vs reality
Life sets in.
New priorities began in 2017.
Do the best for Jenny.
In 2020, I'll share with her what I love most.
Travel
Diversity
Learning
Photography
Music
The Arts
I realize, in most movies, what I see is an escape for the audience. Obvi, right? For example, older characters represent the return of youth and vitality. Drinking steadily, wantonly, from The Fountain of Youth, will never cease to appeal to the experienced ones with torn hands and creaky backs.
I marvel at the extraordinary power and resilience of youth. I have such high hopes for Jenny. Engineer, doctor, entrepreneur, whatever makes her happy and independent.
Man, I just want to make Annie happy. I'm happy we've communicated about more frequent date nights. I'll do anything for her. She's my rock, and truly, the reason why I breathe.
Fuck, let me figure out some shit for us to do...I'm excited about
Chilling wit da boys
Chatting up single women
Wondering what adventures could happen
Realizing the unknown possibilities
Maybe engaging in a difference of individual philosophy, who knows
Shit
At the bare minimum
Dancing
Floating on my back in the swaying waves
Being cradled by a lack of responsibility
A boy's fantasy, really
Fantasy vs reality
Life sets in.
New priorities began in 2017.
Do the best for Jenny.
In 2020, I'll share with her what I love most.
Travel
Diversity
Learning
Photography
Music
The Arts
I realize, in most movies, what I see is an escape for the audience. Obvi, right? For example, older characters represent the return of youth and vitality. Drinking steadily, wantonly, from The Fountain of Youth, will never cease to appeal to the experienced ones with torn hands and creaky backs.
I marvel at the extraordinary power and resilience of youth. I have such high hopes for Jenny. Engineer, doctor, entrepreneur, whatever makes her happy and independent.
Man, I just want to make Annie happy. I'm happy we've communicated about more frequent date nights. I'll do anything for her. She's my rock, and truly, the reason why I breathe.
Fuck, let me figure out some shit for us to do...I'm excited about
No Sleep 'Til...
Angel - Goldie
I couldn't sleep again last night. My mind's swimming with bugs of anxiety again. Am I doing what's right? Can I do better? How can I return to what makes me happy? Why am I always so thirsty, wanting more, needing more, never satiated enough? When did I become so selfish?
Who is this horizontal man, the one who solely consumes agents of sloth, leering at the paint of time drying on the wall behind the screens?
What is life?
Could the dissolution of The Net be the cure?
I couldn't sleep again last night. My mind's swimming with bugs of anxiety again. Am I doing what's right? Can I do better? How can I return to what makes me happy? Why am I always so thirsty, wanting more, needing more, never satiated enough? When did I become so selfish?
Who is this horizontal man, the one who solely consumes agents of sloth, leering at the paint of time drying on the wall behind the screens?
What is life?
Could the dissolution of The Net be the cure?
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