Limitations, restrictions, cage
Freedom, liberty, out
I want out.
within the cage everything falls in an endless chaos. this and that and that and this. be this and that and that and this. do this and that and that and this.
A friend once said, everyone has an emptiness inside (每個人心中都有一個空白)
I wonder if I have one. Maybe what I have, isn't just an emptiness, but a whole vast of nothingness. A void. A blackhole. A pie without the fillings. An unstuffed lean turkey, stripped to the bones.
Maybe it isn't an emptiness, but a volcano on the edge to explode. Get me out of this cage. Get me out!
the longer the stay prolonged, the deeper the chaos rolls itself out. took me one year to recover from three years of war, how long will it take me now? that the cut is to the bones, the heart is battered out, and the mind is swimming in a duel world of...
reality and unreal
you know that feeling like as if you are always dreaming, like... that your dreams and your realities... they are not separate, but are the same. to look in the world and see it like a dream. to see a phone and not really see it as a phone. it is not a phone, it is merely named a phone... to...wonder where you are because you don't feel your own existence. maybe if you just hide under the blanket, blink your eyes three times, you'll be back in the real world... if there IS a real world.
(blinked... didn't work)
not depressed, for those who worry. just annoyed. very annoyed. not so much at myself anymore either, but more at how stupid the efforts projected didn't work. oh well... get out of here and move on on my own.
freedom libery all out
then... the individual will be able to function in its individually organized way
who the fuck are you to tell me what to think or say?
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