You see sometimes people get sad. That “Thing” that makes someone sad can make the other one happy and then you also have the cool indifferent people that seem to never get sad or maybe they’re just sad all the time…?! I always struggle to honestly answer the question “How are you?”
Then cycles start to form in my head. Let me present a scenario of one of these cycles:
It’s a nice weather outside. Define nice: The rain just stopped. The sun is kind of fighting to reach out from behind the clouds but since it’s actually near sunset she’s kind of tired so it’s like the clouds are on the winning side but you have that orange color now all over the horizon. And I’m of course sitting home, Durrr It was just raining.
In my tiny appartement there is always a noise unless I’m asleep, always. Mostly Music is on or my mom is on skype or a movie or a Youtube video. This time it was music. I wanted to try this new thing called spotify and yeah first of all I search for Muse and then it happens. The Cycle begins. You are invited to my mind.
My mind outloud: - WTF?! Why are the most cheesy, meaningless lovesongs their most populair songs? Why do they get the most ratings? Where are those other awesome stuff like Megalomania or city of delusion or Bliss?Why so mainstream?!!!
The result: I’m sad
My mind outloud: - Oh shut up you stupid little whiney kid! Grow up there are worse things in this world and you are way pass the time you should be upset about these things you’re friggin’ 21 now. Get sad about the starving people in Africa instead…But hey people in Hollywood are starving too. But that’s just even more sad cause they are starving voluntarily. But why? They need to look pretty. Not that it’s pretty but they think it is and they earn money for that. Oooh snap! MONEY. Which brings me back to bands getting more and more mainstream cause they need money. which brings me back to Muse again.
CYCLE COMPLETED.
Ok now get on with your life or better than that GET A LIFE.
Me again: But what is life? I’m having the life I planned for. The plan worked well. I can show you signs of a “Life”
- Paying rent
- Majoring in the most difficult study of the country
- Earning money
- Reading newspaper and books and stuff
- Playing music
And then I wonder is this just what it is? Is life also a cycle that comes back to where we took the initial step? so what’s the point? Should I be sad now? Am I EVEN sad? Whatever….
I get these cycles a lot in my head. About basically anything for example Football, The homeless guy in the city center, The Egyptians, Parents, Paris, Money, Love, Internet….and it goes on and on and on.
