"You are not your money, not how much you have in your wallet, you are not your job, you are the fucking world that does everything to get attention" - They hear that and reproduce. Lie. It matters to them. It always has and always will.
But speaking this in front of the mirror, to themselves, and to everyone they know, conveys a false control of them own life. They say it doesn't matter what you wear, but they are always with the most expensive brands in stores. They are as empty as that damn false control they feel when they talk. Words so empty that they fall into oblivion, like the smoke of a cigarette disappearing in the wind.
I was looking at that damn road and all I could think about was a crash, a collision with a cluttered truck. Something to get me out of this tired, exhausted, empty, dead society.
The universe Apple, the planet Instagram.
They think they left the matrix for thinking that, but in fact they just went into them own simulation.
We create human menus and we like to see ourselves inside them.
Damn people.
People who sell and impose on others a morality that they do not have.
They criticize books they have never read. They get "inspirations" from characters they don't even know.
Be careful when comparing the stage of others with your backstage.
Nothing is like what looks like.
Be careful when you give fame to people. Be careful to do not give fame to a dumb person.
Be careful when you find a messiah. They don't exists.
Be careful when a politician speaks about control something. Every authoritarianism has a begin.
Every gear is important, but no one is irraplaceable.
Blessed are the cold people, because they will not need to support the torment of feeling too much.
Remember that the Earth is a paradise, habited for more than 7 billions hells.