Just Go With It
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2004.03.21 03:17 KST (EST + 14 hrs): Seoul (Club Palm), Republic of Korea
There's times when I wonder what's gone wrong with it all. Or maybe it's the preconceived notion of what it is that contorts and distorts the whole thing like Chinese acrobatics gone awry. There's a time in your life when most things make sense: you've got the job down pat; you know what you need and who can provide it; you know the numbers for all of the above. Life's funny that way. Then it turns upside-down. But not in any convential, revolutionary sense ... it just happens that way. Russians still line up for club nights and Angolans still preach religion in the street while Australians jabber on about times gone by and people passed away. I guess it's a combination of quasi-perpetual good times and the mid-twenties sentiment of invisibility. An odd pair, that. Combined with countless matches of music or taste or mutual good intention, we meet the people who may or might not shake or shape the people we'll become (and even re-confirm the people we already are). Either way, the human species is a weak one, distracted by so much other than the realities that should preoccupy an active human mind. Walking, straddling the edges of a semi-universe, a parallel universe to the right one that we never really embrace. Disappointing, really. But it's what we've got, so why not go with it...?
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Fave current track(s): "Our Way to Fall" - Yo La Tengo
Current read(s) in progress: "Fury" - Salman Rushdie, "Tomorrow And Tomorrow And Tomorrow" - Aldous Huxley, "The Economist" magazine
2004.03.21 03:17 KST (EST + 14 hrs): Seoul (Club Palm), Republic of Korea
There's times when I wonder what's gone wrong with it all. Or maybe it's the preconceived notion of what it is that contorts and distorts the whole thing like Chinese acrobatics gone awry. There's a time in your life when most things make sense: you've got the job down pat; you know what you need and who can provide it; you know the numbers for all of the above. Life's funny that way. Then it turns upside-down. But not in any convential, revolutionary sense ... it just happens that way. Russians still line up for club nights and Angolans still preach religion in the street while Australians jabber on about times gone by and people passed away. I guess it's a combination of quasi-perpetual good times and the mid-twenties sentiment of invisibility. An odd pair, that. Combined with countless matches of music or taste or mutual good intention, we meet the people who may or might not shake or shape the people we'll become (and even re-confirm the people we already are). Either way, the human species is a weak one, distracted by so much other than the realities that should preoccupy an active human mind. Walking, straddling the edges of a semi-universe, a parallel universe to the right one that we never really embrace. Disappointing, really. But it's what we've got, so why not go with it...?
S*
Fave current track(s): "Our Way to Fall" - Yo La Tengo
Current read(s) in progress: "Fury" - Salman Rushdie, "Tomorrow And Tomorrow And Tomorrow" - Aldous Huxley, "The Economist" magazine
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