how much physical work are people really involved in? at least in the middle class above?
anywhere from 50-80 percent of ppl stare at a computer screen with their neck on their phones, from 9-5, talking about what and how they are going to get things done.
and maybe 20 percent of the time, it gets done to the tee.
the rest of the time it just gets lost in translation.
and then we spend more of the time trying to wash our hands clean of the clutter by shunting responsibility or painting the blame on the people we hate, or don;t really care about, as long as it's not our arses.
all we do is digest whatever we learn and regurgitate the originality of some other genius over and over again, till every story, every product, seems, feels, tastes the same.
and as long as it ends up in the black, be it big or small, we get by.
that's what we do, we get by without even bothering to burn the fat of our souls.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
raindrops keep falling on my head
the storm's a comin, has come
the sat tv only display's a yellow box to make things seem better than a red dot, when in actuality you can see neither picture in both.
if you wait long enough, the white noise just takes over, or for some a blank blue screen
so blue it lights up the dark room funny enough it feels colder through it's brightness.
it's nice to know in bad times that we are not alone, everybody suffers the same fate compared to when things are good.
like how we all lose transmission from time to time
....they keep falling.
the sat tv only display's a yellow box to make things seem better than a red dot, when in actuality you can see neither picture in both.
if you wait long enough, the white noise just takes over, or for some a blank blue screen
so blue it lights up the dark room funny enough it feels colder through it's brightness.
it's nice to know in bad times that we are not alone, everybody suffers the same fate compared to when things are good.
like how we all lose transmission from time to time
....they keep falling.
Thursday, October 09, 2008
maybe this time
internet connection is so bad, if this ever gets posted, then it's meant to be, if the connection is bad, then it'll be just lost in limbo.
listening to shadows from ASH, yes they aren't dead yet although most of my peers feel they are, i missed out catching them in Singapore, but you know money is always the case and going to a rock concert alone is as fun as playing table tennis solo.
Now my playlist has hit 'take the a train',
you'll find the quickest way to get to harlem . . . bad da bad do bad dodo (ella is the queen)
funny enough i was passing by Harlem, the Dutch one, probably where the name came from, didn't notice any swinging jazz bars though, just a hell load of bicycles and an Indonesian restaurant, that serves a kind of nasi padang gourmet style, it's funny how things always seem extra special just because you don't have it so often.
Like how safari's are in Africa.
Bad times are here to stay thanks to the world riding on debt, there isn't even enough money for wars to kick start the economy.
I dunno whether i'm lucky enough to go through such interesting times, or whether i'm shit scared that i'll be left in the gutter soon enough.
all said and done, we will always have music to inspire us, if there's no player in sight, at least it will always stay in my heart, even if i'm deaf, the vibrations are enough to know that i'm alive and nothing can touch me when things are already down in the dumps
people have been suffering since the dawn of time, maybe it's a big wake up call to everyone who has been ignoring the rate of poverty, that if we take care, or just plain care for one another then the world could just fizzle out in a more normal, respectable way
apart form it's accelerated, consumerist, suicide course it's taking on now.
listening to shadows from ASH, yes they aren't dead yet although most of my peers feel they are, i missed out catching them in Singapore, but you know money is always the case and going to a rock concert alone is as fun as playing table tennis solo.
Now my playlist has hit 'take the a train',
you'll find the quickest way to get to harlem . . . bad da bad do bad dodo (ella is the queen)
funny enough i was passing by Harlem, the Dutch one, probably where the name came from, didn't notice any swinging jazz bars though, just a hell load of bicycles and an Indonesian restaurant, that serves a kind of nasi padang gourmet style, it's funny how things always seem extra special just because you don't have it so often.
Like how safari's are in Africa.
Bad times are here to stay thanks to the world riding on debt, there isn't even enough money for wars to kick start the economy.
I dunno whether i'm lucky enough to go through such interesting times, or whether i'm shit scared that i'll be left in the gutter soon enough.
all said and done, we will always have music to inspire us, if there's no player in sight, at least it will always stay in my heart, even if i'm deaf, the vibrations are enough to know that i'm alive and nothing can touch me when things are already down in the dumps
people have been suffering since the dawn of time, maybe it's a big wake up call to everyone who has been ignoring the rate of poverty, that if we take care, or just plain care for one another then the world could just fizzle out in a more normal, respectable way
apart form it's accelerated, consumerist, suicide course it's taking on now.
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