I have of late taken the view that no matter how rebellious, unconventional, non-conformist we would like to think ourselves, we are at some point always part of a similar grouping of people. We are never truly leaders, but followers. Followers, I prefer to refer to us as sheep; because at one point or another in our life we are all sheep. This is a place to express myself, vent my frustration with the sheepdom, and relieve my boredom. It is my therapy for all that contributes to my neurosis.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Meaningless
These three little words keep troubling my mind, there and now. I close my eyes and they scroll across my lids, there and now. I feel myself begin to drift, a crashing sound invades my sleep. I open my eyes to no surprise, these three words remain on my mind - there and now. There and now, what ever do they mean. Here and now would make more sense, but there and now, less sense - more intense. I am here right now, wondering why these meaningless words won't let me repose - there, right now. I roll off my bed, still wanting to sleep, but there and now won't grant me a wink. So I'm here right now, typing this shit - there and now, has thoroughly fucked up my sleep.
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