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Little monsters

Spinning round and round until you feel so unbalanced that you fall to the floor with your little hands and small figure. You then get up and do it again. The wonder of it!
Running in the house jumping over imaginary objects and sliding through makebelieve worlds. Unleashing your wild side and walking on the narrow edges of furniture..
Losing yourself under the sun between trees and dirt, scraping your knees when blending with the world.
Do kids have any imagination today? Or do video games and gadgets define their realms of reality?
Does childhood have any essense to it today when children and men share common worries?
Do children judge eachother on the basis of how far one can throw a ball, or do they form groups according to social and religious standards.
When did children know so much of this world and so little of their own? When did we let ourselves push through those gates of innocence and into the worlds of material.
I am a child, a 20 year old one if i might say, i am more of a child than my 8 year old cousins. Atleast when i see a cat i pet it, i dont hurry and snap a picture of it. When i see a puddle of water i splash my foot into it instead of moving aside not to get my new sneakers dirty.
And excuse me lady gaga is not an idol for a childhood and will never be, for if someone who has so literally set the grounds for what weird is, she got it wrong. That is, she became a cliche herself and children are fascinated by her sexual insinuations rather than any monstrosity she claims to have.
I do not fear the future, i am actually so excited to see what the little monsters will make of our trash of a world.

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Upside down

The sun sets, darkness and you. Put on your headphones and drown your thoughts. Suffocate them. Close your eyes and open each one at a time, entertain yourself. Upside down, your world, your values your ideals and your choices.
So raise your hand, either one, raise a middle finger and look at it. Point it at yourself and get shocked.
Stand in front of a mirror look at yourself, make faces, drop the act, and then shy away.
See if this makes sense to anyone, then you did not get the point, because there is none.
There is this relatively loud music in my head and silence outside. Too many people talked today, i listened too much, mostly nodded. Passive enough? Not as quite as you might think. So spray your thoughts at people and mark your surroundings just as my cat does around my house. And my cat is a very indifferent asshole, a geniune one though, i love him for it!
Am i rambling? Well johnny cash doesnt mind, hes still singing inside my head, almost feels like my own voice there.
At the end of the day, johnny cash you put me to sleep. What better dose of a man’s sound in your ears.
Upside down i tell you, its me its not you.