For the past couple of weeks, I've been residing in my inner cocoon, trying to figure out things. My mind was in a constant state of flux; drifting into the nether regions of the brain, wrestling with thoughts and emptiness. Emptiness? Yes... It felt as though we are kept alive by merely the fact of existence rather than through living.
So what now? Are all days treated like any other day? Where a constant routine surrounds us in vicious cycle; a spirit of lethargy pressing down on even the most beautiful of days. So this is all there is? After all the years of growth and nurture, this is how one spend the rest of the days?
By slaving for and through a mass system designed to keep us at our knees begging for more pieces of printed paper to be stored inconspicuously in monetary institutions built on human insecurities?
I refuse. I refute. I rebuke.
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