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I think, therefore I can't be

Contributed by Obnoxious_Bread on Monday, 1st February 2010 @ 11:00:20 AM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles

I walk through a crowded plaza,
and don't see the world move
but silently observe it through eyes I call mine

"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players"

Of this act of my life, I am not the protagonist at all
I am merely the projectionist of this movie,
called Me

From my perch I observe other people who are their bodies and nothing else
drones
walking
spitting
families
a thousand smiles and sorrows that end up in a pillow at the end of the day,
and stay there,
insignificant, forgotten

"Some animals whose social behavior is of particular interest, are humans; Humans often live in family-based social structures"

Wait and think you *****
you think you're smart,
the realize how foolish you've been

An artist paints a black wall white
and you look at the corner he forgot to cover,
and call it art

I'll cut myself and bleed out my soul
just to prove i'm alive
but when the blood splatters my desk,
the static wood that it stains will still be more alive than I am
because wood is supposed to be wood,
static, immobile, unfeeling

If my desk wept for my pain then it would be as dead as I am

I am a word roaming a textbook of formuale,
a leaf of grass in a crevice on the side of a concrete road,
a flashlight in the middle everyone else's movie,
a scream in a vacuum,
a human walking in a plaza crowded by drones

I'm not supposed to be

am I?

Copyright Â© Obnoxious_Bread ... [ 2010-02-01 11:00:20]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: I think, therefore I can't be (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 2nd April 2010 @ 06:00:13 PM AEST
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Wow. There is a lot going on inside this piece and it is so very thought provoking. I love the line "a thousand smiles and sorrows that end up in a pillow at the end of the day" ! Feels so existential when you put it this way, but damn if it isn't extraordinarily poetic! So much insight here and an incredible thirst to know. Wonderfully written!

Seléne ~

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