Growin Up

Strange...strange feelings.Strange thoughts.I guess this is growing up. The way i see it you are unique as long as you are young.You can be easily spoted in a group and instantly be given the adjective "interesting" in times of youth...As a good good friend said "now..life seems to be fast forwarded with its volume turned down". It feels like madness , you live for your past and only fantasize about your future , there is no room for the present.You are stuck in a room and like a cliche medieval trap its walls drag themselves inward slowly but surely.For the fuck of it fate spraypainted a smiley face on each wall just to add a little bit of irony in your psychological decent.The walls are now sealed and you die.As in a cabalistic reincarnation, 2 eyes open in a dull world of so called responsabilities wich are a job , a family , a car , aniversaries and so on.You will not have the time for letting your imagination run wild , learn as many things as you can , improve everything about you.These will slowly stop.Evolution is fictive. There is no point in fighting it.Growing up is inevitable.Try and stop it and you ll most likely end up in an insane asilum.

Music

Is passion.Music is sanctuary.Music is a masochistic amplifier for sadness and despair.Music is art.Music is law.

stupidity

Everytime i sence an alien thought of someone , the very second thought i get is that "what just happened is not ethical" therefore i swallow my feelings like a bad cup of cold medicine and i move on.

You are your own God

random moment of dilema

Din punct de vedere filozofic omul este moral daca poate discerne binele de rau. Super...pana acum numa teorie...a incercat cineva sa puna la indoiala teoria vreodata?nu e nevoie de un curaj extraordinar sau orice alta "calitate" psihica , o curiozitate juvenila e de ajuns. Un om moral este cel care evita raul si incearca sa promoveze cat mai mult cu putina binele. incorect. Un om ar putea la fel de bine sa comita genocide , sa violeze apoi sa eviscereze sa....(ma abtin sa nu rad) ia numele Domnului in desert.(inca ma mai abtin....gata). Asadar un om ar putea savarsi toate aceste lucruri , chipurile RELE terifiante etc , si sa isi pastreze moralitatea , ratiunea , sa fie constient de ceea ce face. acum sa ajung la intrebarea care ma framanta in acest moment. De ce raul e rau si binele e bine? Cine nea introdus raul si binele? nu exista posibilitatea ca raul sa fie bine si invers? nu vad de ce nu ar fi posibil...mai ales cand asa zisul "bine" din ziua de astazi are un zambet oarecum ironic p muie

To begin

I'm an ordinary person. I'm like everyone else , i'm like you. I'm having the same illusion of a so called life.I'm living every single day in a dull routine. Even though the routine seems to change, every time i close my eyes before i go to sleep i figure out the routine is always the same no matter who i hung out with , or what party i've been to .To be honest the only true feeling of excitement i get is right before i fall asleep , at that one moment when reality slowly detatches from the subconcious fundament of the mind. But hey ..this is only a small taste of the whole me.