Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Life is life.

"The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It is a very mean and nasty place and it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain't about how hard you hit; it's about how hard you can get hit, and keep moving forward."
--Rocky Balboa

Our buildings. Your car. An iPod. These things don't make us special. They are no different from a peacock's feathers or a butterfly's wings. Civilization is just a another colour on nature's pallet and our lives are flashes of light across her canvas.

You want a new life. But you take the new one you get every morning for granted.

Life is not a story. No matter how much you'd like it to be. Life is life. It can end, begin and become whatever you want it to be. Nothing is written down.

Okay so you’re out the gates and in the race and you get an education and a job and a wife and a kid and you drink and you eat and you make love when you can sometimes more than you can and you consume things like your lover and a cigarette and a drink and a bite to eat before you go to sleep and then wake up and do it again because you can and you will and that’s what’s expected of you just like they expected it of your father and his father before him and one day they’ll expect it from your kids too and then their kids will follow your over trodden footsteps into the office and get a cup of coffee and talk by the water cooler about what movies they saw last night. You need to slow down. There is more than this.

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