Back in the time when shit mattered

� I had my dreams shattered

Perceptions scattered with the wind

� Preconceptions dissolved before my eyes, a mirage

All illusions and disillusionment

������ Can�t love anyone

������������ if I don�t love myself

� Caffeine and cannabis

��������� Constant consumption

� No exercise, not much sleep

������������ Don�t really eat

Unless you count

����������� coffee, coke

���������������� pizza, pasta

�������������������� burgers and bagels

��� and 3^rd world sweatshop labor

��� �����and television and music, and music television

� and bullshit

Spend a lifetime searching the world for solutions

� while my own solution remains elusive

�������������� ephemeral and untouchable

I can already see for twenty years

��������������������� ����������chained to a cubicle

���� emotions castrated

in the interest of profit

��������������� humanity leaving me

disinterest of the machine

������� neutral observer of myself

Escaping to a dream

�������� of attachment and feelings

Can�t go back.

 

4 April 2004