floor Facing the Book
live between two parallel worlds, and lately I do not know which one you should prioritize. Wednesday, May 5, 2010
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In fact I have it pretty clear.
The real world is worth. Here and here live here feel. Here are my emotions, my feelings.
All through that window is presented to me is unbelievable and disjointed parade of flashy solo.
perceive as noise facebook announcements about X's friend comments Y. When I connect displayed lines and lines of people who do not know who put pastiches of philosophy, photos, links, comments, texts that just wrapped.
Something makes me feel uncomfortable with all those people. That crowd that suddenly appears without me being prepared to receive it. It is a loud party and not very productive.
too many friends who do not share a genuine friendship with me. Friends are labeled. They are friends that do not count. Friends that I can help when it comes to aid. I glide through spectacular
pretentious, hiding gray rubble fronts. Of the friends who are in real life, if found not know how, from now on, strike up a conversation. This noise is deafening modern
my eyes, cover my ears and prevents me from time to discern what I was looking at the moment to click the box enter.
And I went just to look at it ...
But I lose, I hide it in the crowd. I do not want to look like in those scenes where the crowd inert inner-city takes the latest upheavals of reaching out to me.
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