It’s all getting to me.
Those overrated restaurants that cater to lazy bodies talking about the next place they should eat at
Those moviehalls that reek of empty popcorn bags thrown by the overdressed bodies
They’re after the mediocre, those bodies without hearts. They’re making me feel sick, the bodies who walk away, the bodies who have no opinions, the bodies who have become part of mechanical routines driven by money and material needs, the bodies who close their eyes and all their senses to keep up with pace.
A pace, that will in turn put to rest their already dead souls.
Where’s the soul?
When was the last time you really felt bad for the lil kid eating a meal from the garbage bin?
When was the last time you felt pain for the lonely stray dog without anyone to love?
When was the last time you admired the way leaves swayed with every passing breeze?
Ah they don’t matter. Entertainment comes to you only when you pay for it. You feel feelings only when you’ve paid to feel them. Sigh.
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I love u Mahafreed,
for what you are, for wat u are not, for ur ways, and for ur moods, beautiful and simple that u are.
Woaaa secret admirer!
Corporate poison infected the world, with their rich ways and consumerism, teaching that everything has a value defined by pretend numbers until these numbers, determined by pieces of paper and metal and ones and zeroes, overtake the inherent meaning of the thing which is now viewed not as a thing but a representation of one’s place in life.
What of soul? It was always abstract, that pulse of life, and it exist always, despite becoming much more abstract, an abstract of an abstract. But… soul will mean something different to the world someday. The rituals will come back. Meaning will become more meaningful, more joyful. A fire eats the log on which it lives. The world will collapse on itself, implode, as must in a consumer existence: is the world infinite? The fuel will always run out.Then it will start all over, a whirligig of experiences manifesting manifold.
Just hold heart that everything is happening the way it ought. There are no accidents.
awwww…. youre still idealistic. thats nice. i am serious. not being sarcastic. please hold on to it. most of us have lost it somewhere in attempting to find order in the chaos. ….. ciao. here is how i lost it, even though u might not care and these are rhetorical questions.
Where’s the soul?
Sold to the highest bidder in the employment market
When was the last time you really felt bad for the lil kid eating a meal from the garbage bin?
never saw one.
When was the last time you felt pain for the lonely stray dog without anyone to love?
i did. but did nothing about it. except run my hand over him once and walk on.
When was the last time you admired the way leaves swayed with every passing breeze?
maybe school. now i admire it only coz of the breeze it brings in while im standing sandwiched on a 1 foot standing space in a bus.