I went to the concert and I didnt feel anything

modest mouse

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I went to the concert and I didnt feel anything.
...is not gold.

Mood swims in, sans umlaut, and devours an afternoon. Scrumptious tidbits of joy, morcels of time and energy are lost. Energy for the beast, kindling for the fire, and one more cliche for the masses to recycle better than I am capable of.

Bad day, turned good through hard work and simplicity, turned on its head by heart, by the wind of rain, by nothing. Empty.

Why stray from nomadic exitence or the agrarian societies of yesteryear? Technology saves us time, its basic benefit, yet we dont need tthe time. The only justification for any other activity other than sleeping,e ating, or producing food or kids is that with suitalbe means we can sustain this species beyond the remaining lifespan of Earth.

Its egotistical but totally possible. 2001 touches on it with its monolith only reachable once man had attained some form of 'advancement'. Its a fabrication for a meaning to life. A house of cards that adds grandeur to survival. Its romanticized and self-important.

How important is your day?
 
DIY ethos in spirit. Lacking the drive of the fallacy embracers and loaded to the gills with envy. My honorable system shattered by the probability of happiness.

From the Andy Griffith Show to Cribs in 50 years. They are the same. Small town life. Small minded life. O house witha celebrity. Its voyeuristic, to those who care. Andy was boring unless the minutiae of life grabbed you by the sack. Both are entertainment with equal merits.

My convenience lasts but a moment but endures the harshness of the modern worl. My cups and papaer plates will be here. My exhaust fumes will run up your nostrils tomorrow. Its a transgression on the human experience.
 
Oh.. baby, why dont you talk to me?
Oh.. baby, you dont say anything.

... answer me.

Instead of getting in and out of automobiles and wondering what we are going to feel...

Mumble.
 
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