“who are you kidding? you said it yourself, you are a family of one” – over the hedge.
And now? I read in-between the lines of Mad World “And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad
“. And I see myself in the mirror. This song has so many good lines that capturing a single clause won’t be fair. I guess the only way to make sense of this “mad world” would be to pre-suppose a purpose, an ontological straw grab to some meaning, but I think most people are too in their infancy to accept that we might really be alone. It was told to me how “lucky” humans are to be able to work, make our own decisions, but that too comes with a price. We humans are species getting leeched on by our inferiors: think pets. Pets have leeched off of humans for centuries now; millenias, where their wellbeing solely depends on how much humans acquire. We, on the other hand, are so responsible for more than just ourselves. And as we enter the 23’rd century, with all the wars and famine we encounter, I ask myself everyday “Why the fuck do I keep myself chained to this”?