Shall we speak?
Somedays I wonder when I stopped trying. I've not quite gotten to the point where I no longer care, but I do see my final destination, resting. I wonder when I accepted the fact that it does little good to fight? But that we are made to nod in agreement. There is futility in rebellion.
Have you ever had a conversation with a defeatist? It can be tiresome. There is only one point of view, and it is the same point of view as the entire of society, but it is skewed in an irksome way. And so, it becomes your whole-world goal to correct the agitation. But there is little success in this game; the defeatist will outlast any sane person by months. Society is no different, if we accept that, as individuals, we are but a microcosm of the world - complete with all the tired pecadillos.
I opened my mouth, and I said nothing - common sense, a book of prayers, a bit of song. But nothing. It is hard to speak without the air.
Have you ever had a conversation with a defeatist? It can be tiresome. There is only one point of view, and it is the same point of view as the entire of society, but it is skewed in an irksome way. And so, it becomes your whole-world goal to correct the agitation. But there is little success in this game; the defeatist will outlast any sane person by months. Society is no different, if we accept that, as individuals, we are but a microcosm of the world - complete with all the tired pecadillos.
I opened my mouth, and I said nothing - common sense, a book of prayers, a bit of song. But nothing. It is hard to speak without the air.
posted by taliendo at
1:36 AM
2 Comments:
A small and singular breath has the power to extinguish a flame.
We are what we want to be adn we are what we think is best for us. Humans are selfsih bastards. And we have this unique gift to see things our way!
Not necessarily the right way.. but that's what we do to stay happy...
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