This one thing bothers me. It actually bothers me a lot – it constantly nags me. Sometimes in a loud and uncomfortable way and sometimes not as loud.
The whole act that he puts up and all the energy he uses to go against his very nature and does what he is not supposed to. In worldly sense who really tells him or anyone that this is something one should do? I know I know no does and not directly at least.
Anyway, back to the rush. The never ending chase starting with the world chasing the sun. And then in the later part of the day, crusining through the city lights. People munching on their chips and ultra processed food, watching pirated movies and trying to live in these short journeys. Trying to get some taste of life when everyone throngs to the nearest mountain, everyone rushing to get that seat in the bus or that parking slot.
Standing tall with wide smiles, trying to capture the best moments. They try to capture life, its essence and they try so hard that they actually end up capturing some of it.
It almost feels everything is templatised. Like we are following a manual that gets updated every other year, month, week or even days.
Thoughts of a Crooked Mind 