Afraid New World
My world is an assemblage of vicarious experiences, half-drunk nostalgia, and vague reverberations of a past that never really existed. A world torn by the ravages of a civil war fought forever between the hemispheres of Left and Right.
My world lurches forward through progress obeying all wandering wants and fixations. It is crippled by the possibility and fear of the new. The only certainty is that of pure uncertainty. There are no borders and there are no laws.
My world is the perfect dystopia created by a mind framed inside total freedom. Horrible, horrible freedom.
My world lurches forward through progress obeying all wandering wants and fixations. It is crippled by the possibility and fear of the new. The only certainty is that of pure uncertainty. There are no borders and there are no laws.
My world is the perfect dystopia created by a mind framed inside total freedom. Horrible, horrible freedom.
1 Comments:
That's called Existentialism. It's a big contributer to the status quo of thought these days. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Existentialism
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