Thursday, October 04, 2007

intermittent disconectivity.

so you live your whole life and then you die.

it does'nt sound that bad, does it?

so what? you die, i mean...you did live your whole life!? what more do you want? a 'wholer' life!?

imagine - "haha, I lived the most whole life!", "MY life is wholer that YOURS bitch!" , "i think I will live a wholing life, unlike YOU who would die by the age of 25", "my daddy wholest!"

the definition of your 'whole' life is the span of how much ever you lived. not how much ever you 'could/would' have lived. or is it defined by 'what/where/with whom/how much' you've done/not done during such a span?
again, quantity over quality?

"whole". it does'nt sound that big! imagine living till you are 90 years old. how 'whole' is that!! but it still does'nt hit you especially when you read :

so you live your whole life and then you die.

one could only wish for a life of great quantity with a greater quality. a 'quantlitiful' life.

(i hope all these new words i've created on this blog end up in the Oxford dictionary, all official n'shit! mommy would be so proud!)

i really find it amusing how we can sit over a couple of drinks, get up, sit somewhere else and gulp down those drinks and talk away all night about matters of life, the universe and everything, try to balance ourselves, form theories,notions and ideas, lay down some monsters, reach conclusions, negate them, anti-negate them, convince ourselves otherwise, try to convince others, discovers new brain cells that think completely differently from the other cells, convince
ourselves, drink some more, eat any food thats lying around, form new theories, notions and ideas, accept some, discard others, argue over an argument, argue over why we are arguing over an argument, balance ourselves once more, dispute the system of our societies, start hating most of the things except for the bottles lying around, agree, reject, refuse to believe, refuse to understand, not understand somethings, understand others, dispute arguments long forgotten, look frantically for the alcohol google somethings, agree to follow a plan to make the world a better place which was made right after that previous drink, realize that it just would not work out, curse some people, thank some others, curse some more people, come to a mutual agreement that the world will never change, "unmutualize" yourself and stand up tall (or on any object) and say that we can make a change, sit down after being laughed at and told off by everyone else, steal a friends drink and chug it, try to remember how this discussion ever started, argue over how it started, argue over the point of all this, drink the last few drops left in the bottles, fall of to sleep and then...wake up next morning and go to work.

while the lot of you get along by your next morning with your work, I lay there thinking, "damn, not again!".

well, all this does not matter since, you live your whole life and then you just die.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

eh...you're not the only romanticizing fool out there.
Probably the most foolish romantic, but yeah. Its the same thing we always talk about dude. There is no end to the questioning. Kurt Vonnegut said, "we're only alive to fart around, dont let anyone else tell you otherwise". Or something like that (or maybe i just made that up). Whatever...there's no answer, there's no point. It just is and will be.

10:00 AM, October 07, 2007  

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