the room is dark. the beer is cold. somewhere within the mist of passion lies reason and tranquillity. the moment is everlasting, i fade in and out of it like waking from a dream and drifting back to sleep. somewhere deep in this moment is the essence of who we are.
what is creativity? how can it be harnessed? captured? exercised and nurtured?
we all go about our daily lives, not willing or able to contribute. not willing to try. not willing to give a damn! well i say fuck that. i say fuck it all to hell. it is a shame in our so called modern society we are encouraged to work, encouraged to become robots but we do not even know how to BEGIN when it comes to knowing how to express ourselves. this my friends is very sad to me. i will go as far to say that i would call it a FUCKEN SHAME! 'there are more things in heaven and earth Horatio than that can be explained in your philosophies!' William Shakespeare - Hamlet and we dont even bother to ask what they are.
Life is too short for has beens, wanna bes and to should have dones. Like seriously what the fuck..I have so many good ideas, great conversations, dreams and philosophies and i refuse to settle for this god forsaken general acceptance that this is all that we shall ever be. what happened to general dreaming? what happen to children asked what they want to be when the grow up? and what happened to just simple god dam faith that sometimes against all mainstream thought, against all intuitive reason.. sometimes we just have to let go of the artificially constructed restrictions and bullshit in our minds and start to fly...
i am about to jump and you know what. i am looking foward to it.
fly motherfuckers!
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