To the wild thing inside everyone of us.

To the wild thing inside everyone of us.
To the wild thing inside everyone of us

Saturday, November 17, 2012

Rants of a prematured teen.

The way things are now, is incredibly complicating. But of course, everything is never simple and nothing is ever complicated. That’s a problem. We live in a world of paradoxes. So many things do not---- and no matter how much you try--- will never make sense. And trying to understand is just another headache. You need to put in effort. Ugh, that’s too much you are so desperate.
Dear lord, when has it come to this? When have words been distorted and broken into the sad excuse of a mess they are today? Where has true meaning, soulful and heartfelt passion gone to? Apparently, the glorious beauty of words that dance together on paper has been beaten down to a rugged and crouching limp. It beauty is an endangered species only to survive in a gifted few.  And even then, they would risk being lost to the tweeting crowd of today. It is terribly upsetting and I truly hope i am wrong. I hope we would find true art and beauty that would never be deemed as ‘trying too hard’. Because we have something so precious with us that most of us don’t even understand--- the ability to express ourselves truthfully and passionately. When that happens, no one can ever think that what is said is a lie or pretentious. I firmly believe that something stripped down and honest can never be ugly or boring.

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