RELEASE THE BEATLE IN YOU

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

it's crazy

It’s crazy how time goes by. I was reading an old diary of mine, from when I was 18. It said I had gone to a bar, and that it was just “ok, not great” because everyone at the bar was “old, everyone was above 25”… shit.

What happens when you feel you’ve reached a limit; when you feel you’ve hit some kind of wall. What happens when you keep taking the same exam and every time you get the same grade or even lower. What happens when you look back and realize you’ve been making the same mistakes your entire life, sure they look different and involve different things and different people, but the feeling is the same. What are you supposed to do when you reach a point in your life when every time you go to a restaurant you always order the same thing.

What happens when you are rearranging your furniture and you find a picture of an old love, but even though you’ve been apart for years the love does not feel old when you look at it. When your favorite place was somewhere you had never been to and still you felt it was your favorite place, and then you get to visit that place years later and don’t even remember, and are never aware that you are in fact visiting your favorite place.

It’s crazy how you meet someone you haven’t seen in 10 years and they look exactly the same and talk and walk exactly the same, but still you don’t really know them anymore. What the fuck are you supposed to do when you open a letter you wrote a while back speaking about a really intense feeling –happy or sad- that truly made you feel as never before –but now you are just reading about it and you can’t get it back no matter what.

Our bodies are gonna give in to time, and will begin to fail us, and we will need help, and we will ask some questions, and no one will answer, and we will ask for help, and no one will think we really need it, and we will want explanations on new things and technologies, and no one will want to teach us, and we will remember our loves, and tell everyone about them, and they will not understand, and we will speak of our lives, and tell stories of our past, and no one will take them seriously.

nothingness

2 Comments:

  • what you do is... fuck it, i dont know... but i feel old and sad now, thanks a lot!

    By Blogger el toño, at 5:10 PM  

  • ahh que buen texto...

    Me recordo mucho un libro que lei hace unas semanas que se llama "YOUTH" de J.M Coetzee... Neta esta bien chingón el libro, cuando tengas una vuelta a lo Etao' Unio's compralo.

    By Blogger Elfego Elgazu, at 4:03 AM  

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