There are things which a man is afraid to tell even to himself, and every decent man has a number of such things stored away in his mind. - Fyodor Dostoevsky
Whats the point in looking inward then? i have never understood this. last time i was talking to this chap < Well i am not sure if i can call him so. he is 50 :) > he said, " it''s in you. you got to look in to see that." he stressed on IN and poked me with his forefinger. He was not the first one to say this. My dad whenever he ran out of points used this against me. "i am not saying you are wrong or you have screwed up your life. What you must understand is that you are really good. you have it - in you "
i have nothing inside me. There are things which i have done and i am still doing which i dont believe in. And they often reaffirm the fact that i am a bat-shit hypocrite!
i have sat down to convince myself to get out of all that and be a man! (trust me i dont know what be a man means!)
what i mean to say is, there is no point in looking inwards. that requires you to be goddamn honest. You know what i mean? ever imagined how life would be if you were bloody honest. the next moment you would be driving around in your brand new car to find a cliff to run it down. Or if you are all that concerned about money park it somewhere and make a solo jump. All the way down...bungeeee.......
There is no point in looking outwards. That dont help either. I mean as i write this i have a bunch of idiots, i call friends, sitting across my chair and drooling at an iranian female''s buldges. All are wearing shades, but i know where their eyes are. Well my eyes were there too i admit. But not anymore. I have stopped looking outside man!
The best thing to do is, find a coffin and shut yourself in that.
That has it all... solitude, decrepitude... and people wouldnt bother you there.
but i heard from a friend that once up on a time in the land of cocunuts a cop raped a corpse.
survival is the issue. Whether you are in a coffin or outside matters little.
Mr. Woody called up awhile ago and said "Humanity like never before, is at cross roads. one that leads to misery and the other that leads to utter hopelessness and despair" I was about to say hi when he said he was busy and cut the call abruptly.
yeah i am talking about Woody Allen.
Good Day mates. go get a coffin.