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Apr. 8th, 2004 01:36 amI'm sick and tired of this world.
All that matters is proof. We've succumbed to the only thing we cannot have as the standard of existence.
What a total utter contradiction, these lives we lead.
It's not about what I know, it's proof that I know it. What is proof? It's in the form of documents and papers, it's not in the form of what I can speak about to you or explain to you, it's not even about what I can prove with my own two hands.
It's just about documents...just about papers and electronic information on the superhighway to hell.
I don't like it and I don't want it. But I don't have a choice other than death itself. I have no choice...I have nothing yet the world expects me to have something.
These illusions that run our lives, the nothing nothings, existence itself, it's all just an illusion, either created by the people or created by the mind or created by the creator or created by sheer random chance during the creation of the universe, all was known before it was and all will be as it should've been from then on.
We have no choice, we have the illusion of choice.
We have no life, we have the illusion of life.
We have no power, we have the illusion of power.
We have no proof, we have the illusion of proof.
I know nothing and neither does anyone else, but the world goes round just fine without this knowledge, and maybe it's better for them that way.
But I, I am already lost in the illusion that is existence. I know not what is and what is not, I only think I know, and that is not enough.
All that matters is proof. We've succumbed to the only thing we cannot have as the standard of existence.
What a total utter contradiction, these lives we lead.
It's not about what I know, it's proof that I know it. What is proof? It's in the form of documents and papers, it's not in the form of what I can speak about to you or explain to you, it's not even about what I can prove with my own two hands.
It's just about documents...just about papers and electronic information on the superhighway to hell.
I don't like it and I don't want it. But I don't have a choice other than death itself. I have no choice...I have nothing yet the world expects me to have something.
These illusions that run our lives, the nothing nothings, existence itself, it's all just an illusion, either created by the people or created by the mind or created by the creator or created by sheer random chance during the creation of the universe, all was known before it was and all will be as it should've been from then on.
We have no choice, we have the illusion of choice.
We have no life, we have the illusion of life.
We have no power, we have the illusion of power.
We have no proof, we have the illusion of proof.
I know nothing and neither does anyone else, but the world goes round just fine without this knowledge, and maybe it's better for them that way.
But I, I am already lost in the illusion that is existence. I know not what is and what is not, I only think I know, and that is not enough.
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Date: 2004-04-08 11:53 am (UTC)hey
Date: 2004-04-08 05:15 pm (UTC)i know exactly what you mean. its like we are reading each others thoughts without knowing it. funny. Sometimes i feel like this entire world is an illusion. not like the amtrix but more like everyone's faking it. People smile to make the day seem faster so they can get home and sleep. People get in relationships so they don't have to feel so alone but they feel even mor alone in them anyway. Its really sad. people just reach for anything no matter what it is and when they have it, it isn't enough...
Re: hey
Date: 2004-04-08 05:17 pm (UTC)Even those who may have a grip of the understanding are ignorant in the greater vision, all of us have to be willing to ignore what we know and take on the world one moment at a time to survive.
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Date: 2004-04-08 09:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-04-08 09:43 pm (UTC)yeah i know
Date: 2004-04-09 01:47 pm (UTC)