The ever searching pattern of not finding the answer
We are ever searching for something to come, and when it comes, why can`t we possibly enjoy it? Because there is so much silly things in our minds, it’s natural to just embrace the habit and continue in an endless loop of boredom and problems.
Its time now to enjoy, and fuck the troubleshooting, fuck it all, lets just live please, because tomorrow everything might be completely different from today. And even if it does not looks like it changed, it all does eventually. I hope we as society realize soon enough how crazy one must be to keep it going, to keep the evolution and progress. And if it all goes wrong at our surroundings, the consciousness created is what will help not breaking the pillars down. The structure of improvement is what goes and literally allow our actions to build realities according to our most internal dreams and habits.
Holding keys and members of an external free falling abyss is now common, and our whole society is structured as if the capitalism was the only answer to life. To consume is to root inside, if and only if, there is not a bigger purpose in life.
Working might become obsolete, and when this day comes, we humans with creative skills will thrive over the duality of a non capable and mutable skillset. My process is recurrent and I might even speak about it like the only answer, but it is what works for me only. I found happiness as being able to be with someone in somewhere, just being, which is completely different as things like existing. It has days and nights, and it is relative small the time we have. Because of that small amount is why I must live my dreams at its core, there won’t be another life as there is today, there might even not be this time, we can’t assure something in which we can’t even understand about.
It is blind those who cannot watch the changes passing by. Those who prefer to assume that it’s all right are not in my social group, I prefer to surround myself with the ones questioning and exploring the reality as it is given, not as our expectation to it being in a certain way. The diference of being silent or shouting in the eye of the storm is the real hip-hop. Shouting is expressing the feelings, vibrations and fucking down our vocal cords with air, to just let it all out. Life is more than normality or social patterns, is more than I can’t even imagine it to be, but it all makes sense. If it doesn’t, there wouldn’t be such thing as life at all…
I question why do I walk, why do I think, why do I do what I do. There isn’t any logical and linear answer to such profound questioning, but one thing I am quite sure is that I am in the right path of doing what I visually watch in my natural thoughts. The reality I am creating is the one taking the present for granted in order to output my best to the world. And I cannot express in a few English words how does it feel, but I can surely feel it.
