confessions of a lam
so i finally uploaded a photo for my user profile.
and nonetheless its yoshitomo nara's work i settled on.
perhaps the inexplicable is best explained through sketches of pissed little kids.
fighting it says. right at birth your are fighting to suckle to stay alive, when death meets, you are again fighting - only this time to take the next breath, praying its not your last.
more than half of your life you will be fighting - for what is rightfully yours,
wrongfully yours, or never meant to be yours.
the days approaching the big 24 is dreadful.
for one, since childhood ive deemed 4 as my ominous digit.
having nearly reached a quarter of a century, i look back on my trail and my footsteps, and cannot name one big accomplishment. the only conversation you can reel out of me with or without the effect of alcohol pertains only to life - the if's and what if's, why and how of life.
im still a kid trying to see the world - some days in my shell, some days out.
i got on a rollercoaster ride with no destination.
it won't stop for you to get off let alone catch your breath.
similarly, the world wont stop rotating because you're stumped.
you've just gotta breathe it in and embrace it.
like alot of things - i dont know what it means to be 24.
but i hope it takes me somewhere.
lil lam
taoyuan, taiwan
07/01/07
2:08am
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