Oh how inadvertently wise you've been, condemning yourself to nothingness and living of off far off dreams -so distant and unattainable you wouldn't even want or would stick around to see realized- and nothingness itself.
For you know, there's nothing out there except, maybe, other cages. Not My Cup of Tea cages, who would want to see themselves in... well, themselves with another name anyway? There might be Different, but where is Chemistry? There might be Understanding, but there's no expressing it. Communication is not dead, it never was. Anything at all.
And it's true, that you're trapped, but so is everybody else. While they feel it so, you know it so. Have the vastness of your self-imposed walls memorized, and be always aware that you are as free as you are limited. That it's irrelevant the Where, Whose or When, not even the What; just how. And the How is not just you. You'll be hurt once and again that they don't see that, just remember you'll make of it exactly what you want it to be, no matter what truly happens in everyone else's eyes.
I say there's only you. So fuck 'em.
And off you go, birdie.
For you know, there's nothing out there except, maybe, other cages. Not My Cup of Tea cages, who would want to see themselves in... well, themselves with another name anyway? There might be Different, but where is Chemistry? There might be Understanding, but there's no expressing it. Communication is not dead, it never was. Anything at all.
And it's true, that you're trapped, but so is everybody else. While they feel it so, you know it so. Have the vastness of your self-imposed walls memorized, and be always aware that you are as free as you are limited. That it's irrelevant the Where, Whose or When, not even the What; just how. And the How is not just you. You'll be hurt once and again that they don't see that, just remember you'll make of it exactly what you want it to be, no matter what truly happens in everyone else's eyes.
I say there's only you. So fuck 'em.
And off you go, birdie.
3 comments:
Me ha gustado mucho!!!
Un poder y una escritura tremendos.
;)
Wow, cuando no intento siquiera que lo que tecleo sea nada parecido a un relato/historia/algo con forma, you compliment me on it :P
Ays. Rili, just typing it out.
Gràcies, però :)
I do the same (or did, more like) when I write-type it out. And you compliment me the same way :)
It must be something about typing it out then.
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