vineri, 8 februarie 2013

Choosing not to choose

Azi, incredibila pornire anti-internet. Nu-l mai suport, nici pe el si nici pe mizerabilul de computer. Nu mai vreau sa primesc si sa trimit mailuri, nu vreau sa mai vad scarbosenia de f si nici uratenia de B. Ma intreb brusc ce caut eu pe facebook si pe blogger. 
Si pentru ca nu mai vreau sa am de-a face cu netul, am intrat ca sa consemnez asta pe blog...........
Ati vazut Trainspotting? Nu? Pai ce mai asteptati? Ia uite cum incepe:
"Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suit on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life... But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin' else. And the reasons? There are no reasons.
Da, asa simt azi, acum, in secunda asta in care pocnesc tastele cu buricele degetelor, simt ca as alege sa nu mai aleg nimic din toate astea pe care le aleg mereu, de-o viata.


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