Saturday, 1 November 2008

Hallow's Over

But under-par.

I wandered with an old friend, for lack of anything better.

Purple wigs, sour expressions, men dressed as superman and women dressed as whores. What happened to Halloween?

Nothing but another excuse to get drunk, in this city..

It was more fun in a virtual world, to sit back and watch a few hours of Dead Space well-played, far more fitting. But I don't want a world where I hide in a virtual representation of fiction because the real thing is an alcohol-soaked mess.

How can I change the world, to make it what I believe it should be?

Oh, and what a welcome home. A new acquaintance, initially bright and chipper, soon descends to questioning me on why I don't have a job, before departing with the sharp retort "You are a disturbed young man, who needs a big wake-up call.".. This, from a woman who defines her life by earning money, who justifies her 'right to live' by the fact she has a job. She told me these things.

Sparked a true explosion of anger, did that one.. It was painful, but it felt good. I haven't exploded in all too long. I should do it more, the flavour is sour but the aftertaste is.. So enlightening.

I feel like I've been asleep for months, wrapped up in people's repetitive emotional problems and too much computer gaming. It's good to be awake again.

God fucking damn it all, this world needs changing...

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