Saturday 8 January 2011

You can't, even if you want to

You may live in the suburban war, but if you do not try, you will never see. Sometimes it's difficult to understand, to grasp the people's choice. But in the end it's all about your choice anyway. I like to live, I like to love, I even like to do not mind. Once I walked the street down town, listening to the good old school funny songs, ignoring everything and anything. And when I reached the end of the road I realized I am still in the beginning. I like to waste my time walking. Walking's good. It keeps your mind fresh. And I like it fresh. Fresh is good. And sometimes you walk, you see and you can feel it too, but you just somehow get lost anyway. Not the time, not the place, but yourself. Yourself in time and place. Where is the point then? And then you walk and walk again, keep talking to the night. Of course it is night. Everything happens in the night. If you hesitate to keep it for the daylight, do not even try. Night is better. Night is everything you need to know. My first night. My first life. My first love. Excuse me, but not really. Shit. Because even if you want to, sometimes you just can't.

Tuesday 4 January 2011

Plausibility of singing

And that is it. Standing in the middle of the place I haven't heard of before. The mess has just melt away, shivering of the mind has gone and I can clearly see the enticing moment. Grasp the thoughts, hold still and be The Life. Can you hear the singing?