Do our pursuits need a finale?
Is this sense of impending “fuck you freedom” mere idealism,
to keep me entertained as I get sucked closer and closer towards happiness.
I can pretence but am I destined to have a lawn and a coffee machine
scheduled trips to cultural events and regular appointments at the doctors to maintain,
the dullness.
not rational.
modern conventional society appears to be irrational. Where’s the appeal in slaving away for the small fad pleasures, to never leave the south east but for Spain.
Millions of minds need releasing.
Watch, communicate, experience the unimaginable not on a four week career break. for life.
More and more and more to see before the very end, so much wasted on the pursuit of delay.
Be
invincible, be the unthinkable story – excitement within people and relationship the motivation.
Love, the greatest love can precede mediocrity tearing you down from the ecstasy of love and finally capitulating that ecstasy.
Things matter to us, for us.
Subjective reason which motivates desires.
am i more than mediocre? Can I be more than the perpetual ecstasy of a selfish life.
It’s the fast lane or the complete fulfillment of excellence.
A third road leads to irrationality. bleak. waste.
