we’re all birds trapped in a cage, the key lost at sea. an unrelenting owner is your destiny, misunderstandings are your fallacy. it’s not the drought, nor the plague that saps your dry, but the endless amount of protection you are offered by the things given to you. what is ‘free’, then? what is freedom, what is escape, what is solace?
nothing. merely words in a cheap dictionary.
watercolor on canvases.
I spent like half an hour talking to fruit the other day.
If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.
Valedictorian Speaks Out Against Schooling
I’ve been making a list of the things they don’t teach you at school. They don’t teach you how to love somebody. They don’t teach you how to be famous. They don’t teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don’t teach you how to walk away from someone you don’t love any longer. They don’t teach you how to know what’s going on in someone else’s mind. They don’t teach you what to say to someone who’s dying. They don’t teach you anything worth knowing.
How did I come into the world? Why was I not consulted? And If I am compelled to take part in it, where is the director? I want to see him.