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"There is no aspect, no facet, no moment of life that can't be improved with pizza."

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Tuesday 6 November 2012

Bring Back the Romance!

I was sitting in first period today and realised just how much I was sick of everything. It's disgusting how self-centered the world is and how it's turning me into the kind of person that I've always really detested. I'm obviously in the wrong place for thinking that maybe, just maybe, not everything that has monetary value should be reaped into profit. The lecturer was talking about shark fin soup today and I almost threw up in my mouth, I just had to leave. What is with this repulsive culture that we've evolved into? Nobody's going to die if they stop eating shark fins, nobody's going to die if they stopped making commodities out of ivory, nobody's going to die from not having that table carved out of a single log of mahogany.

It's difficult to stop and smell the roses when people are continuously telling us of how you can just buy the rose for half the price of you not working that 5 minutes in the market on the way home. Then you can put the dead flower in your vase and smell it all you want, but I doubt you would do that even if you had the time. Did you know that majority of people would rather work than rest or do something worthwhile if there were more hours in the day? And that's just how the world has defined life isn't it? There's just no more romance. More and more we'll find ourselves doing things not for the sake of doing it but for the sake of capitalising yet another thing that can be reaped into profit. What's the money for anyway? Security? Who wants to live that long anyway? You think that because you have good pay and can afford the botox to hide how much you've bee pushing yourself over the desk you'll be young all the time and live forever? Don't bet on it, pal! Especially not since you value your money so much.

Sing for the sake of singing, read for the sake of reading, watch films for the sake of watching, dance for the thrill of it, jump up and down like you're fucking nuts, run around like a dog off his leash when you see a field of soft grass, write like a poet's tongue is bursting out of you. Walk because you can, put one foot in front of the other without needing an actual destination because you know that when you're there, you're there. Laugh heartily, laugh so loud that people all over the world can hear and join in your laughter. Love like you've never fallen out of love. And then tell me all about it, because I don't know the first thing about anything I just said.

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