Why do we turn into individuals? Is it really a function of the western world? Were the people of eastern cultures born with the disposition to help their neighbours? Were they in the womb, suffering the idea that they were unable to share the umbilical chord? No. We are born as individuals. We die as individuals. My soul is not encased within my body; but it isn't incased in yours either. Everything you've done has been for you. Everything I've done has been for nothing. I am nothing.
It was hard choosing the song. It was hard choosing the song I wanted to play. Do I play the song that will just make you happy? Do I play the song that will make you happy about me? Do I play you the song that takes you back? Do I play the song that moves you forward? But never was there a shortage of songs: Never in my entire life have I known a ___ that can be described in so many songs. In fact I know that it is ___ because every ___song in the world speaks to at least one day, one feeling, one moment that we have shared. And you'd like to tell me that I shared those moments with myself, that I was alone, that you only witnessed them happen. ___ is such an ugly word, it has only brought me pain.
We are all just individuals after all. You have your feelings, and I have mine. I wish I could believe that I never influenced your feelings. I wish I could believe that you never influenced mine. But I have to admit, I've been touched. To your benefit, it seems you never were. You'll make it to the promised land, stronger than before, seemingly untouched.
When you make up a theory on the toilet, you don't expect it to come back to haunt you. In fact, that goes for anything that happens on the toilet. All the same, to be touched, is to be used. At least I know I'm useful.
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