Old News.

Old News

What’s the deal with the big ups and the tear downs human race going alright really I’m not so sure it seems just as your ready to fly soar free there’s someone else there ready to drag you back down, easy all you got to do is smash through it – tear away the bricks of despair. It’s weird though isn’t it how sometimes when you want to share an idea that you believe to be of just cause that there are people whose only input onto your creation is to sneer, fair enough critics choice, criticise, the only way to get better is be criticised, really?

Is that a fundamental truth of life, strange, you’d think that being human purely human that none of us can fully comprehend what it is to be alive, and what in fact it is that we should do, which therefore makes money to me not make sense, and of course work not make sense either, of course at the heart of it id be quite happy to die which is a ludicrous statement to make but one never the less i feel seems right. It’s the think you’re in heaven living in hell scenario which sometimes flows round my mind, contrast sweet sour contrast, drinking floating yin yang signs, up and down, dark to light, heaven hell, contrasts of the mind, is the brain a floating yin yang sign?

So were human, ok, so then how can anyone know which is the right way, none of us knows for sure, it’s odd I feel to get shot-down, pow pow shoot them down, nice one there goes another shutdown tap on freedom of expression, circling lights, what a life, floating apples from the tree, i wonder if apples can get on with strawberries.