the failure of the human in temptive to change- here i am at home frenetically trying to change my hair color, i've went from blue to purple to yellow to green to purple and green to yellow againd when the color faded, all intelocated with patches of black hair. Anyhow thats not the point, as much as i would like chanes to be done, i have the need to change thing out of the bloom for my self, i have a necessity to seek this need, in fact we all do, we all seek new things, or new friends or new ads, or new news in the media- all in all in the end you end up looking like the media even though it was never your intention. Like hairs, i never wanted to change my hair color until someone someday brought me a hairdye- you see other people influence other people- y did i have my hair colored- i have no fucking clue... because i just fucking felt like it, but soon enough this "like" became obssession, always the needing the wanting to call atention, well i could go on and on about the trobled mind that persuits the female head or the teen head, but, man; who gives a shit?!!!!
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perhaps ineed a little fleeing from the self- perhaps sidhartha meant this: insatisfactions with our actions- or to what reasons we take such actions.
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