tirsdag, november 15, 2005

In other news

I'm bored out of my mind.

Really.

Saw Steamboy again, "I won't give up on the future". I think I have, I never look forward to anything anymore. Every day is just the same old grind. Nothing helps.

Listen to Pet Shop Boys "We were never being boring, 'cause we were never feeling bored".

Oh fuck.



Even protest is boring.

Writing these words are boring,

boring, boring, boring, boring, boring, boring,

boring.

The world is boring.

Everything is discovered. Not a single white dot on the map. Parties are boring. Boring. People of my age ridiculed me for not having grown up, like them, some were even younger than me. Well -at least, I'll never grow up. I'll never be an adult. I'll never accept responsibility for my actions. I mean, why should I?

That's right, why?

Anyone?

Gimme a *single* reason for growing up. Just one, even a bad one;

no?

No reason?

Oh, money.

But that's not real.

That's right -reality check, money don't exist anywhere but in our minds. They are but a custom, like bowing for a king. There is no action and therefore no reaction. Zero energy.

Oh, but I still need 'em to pay my rent and stuff. Oh damn. Got me there.

Screw you, boring. Boring, boring, boring.

Bah, I'd rather die than be a model citizen of *this* ugly empire. The only relationship I want with it is me hitting it with a hammer, over and over again.

I don't wanna be reasonable.

Why?

Beacause society isn't. Society is deeply unreasonable. So why shouldn't I be like it? Society is also highly irrational. So I think I'll be highly irrational too. Yes, that's it. Could even be fun.

Why don't we all try it.

b