Arguing with the Wind
Is just completely, and utterly useless...even if you come in teams. Have you tried it? The wind always wins.
Whoever came up with that phrase "free like the wind," I just want to pass along the message that wind is not happy. Apparently nobody ever asked [him] if [he] is in fact happy, or free. As it turns out, even wind does not like being free.
Freedom is an illusion, a pastime distraction, a fucking excuse. Pardon my French.
It's what you say to yourself to make sitting at home on a lonely night seem less than pathetic.
Me? I'm no better than pathetic. It's just that I prefer, no I embrace being pathetic. Some of the best discoveries spring from being pathetic. Everyone has their own way of dealing with the pain, but just don't deny.
In twos
people are pairing off
years wearing sof't
In twos
good days come and go
pictures striking a blow
In twos
eyes are registering it all
salty droplets fall
In twos
words are tumbling out
memories rolling about
Tomorrow is nowhere to be found
and it never seems like today is around
r.i.p. m.i.x
posted by Mix at 11:45 PM
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There's a difference between freedom and chaos.
Absolute freedom does not exist because everything you do affects the world around you.
And it'll happen whether you want it to or not.
I remember Britney Spears was asked about her thoughts on how young girls copy the way she dresses and she responded that she didn't think it was her responsibility because she never asked them to be that way. However, as long as you're in the public eye you're responsible for your fans.
It's true even if you're not famous all our actions have consequences and we must be responsible for them.
"Everyone has their own way of dealing with the pain, but just don't deny." Yep, that's true, we all have our own pains. I've also sat by myself on a lonely night. But it's what we do in response to it that matters. We can't change some of the things that happen to us but we can change our attitude towards it and our reaction.
"The pleasures of heaven are with me, and the pains of hell are with me;
The first I graft and increase upon myself—the latter I translate into a new tongue."
~ Walt Whitman
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