Welcome back. Yet another day of purposeless posing. Tomorrow, you'll take the same route to hell. You'll see plastic faces buried inside recycled papers. White cups of green hot piss have replaced coffee. They want to live healthier, longer -- these delicate, dead-eyed souls. Have you seen them in an elevator? Packed like goats. A pathetic sight to … Continue reading Why did you wake up today
Look around you. Plastic people. Their faces growing into the masks they wear. Living recycled lives. In sedentary ruin. No one knows what they're doing. Everyone's pretending to be okay. Blind-folded chase. Faking happiness. Fighting suffering. Flashing words. Loving themselves. Telling jokes. Contorting smiles. Shedding tears. Making a hobby out of watching someone suffer. A steaming pile … Continue reading The meaning of it all
I stood leaning out of the window. Where art thou my good ol' days? I was watching a bunch of guys play cricket from my balcony. It reminded me of all the cricket I had played with my friends, of all the streets we toured, and of all the rules we made up. That feeling … Continue reading What’s the point?