PaperPeopleWe change with time and adapt to our surroundings. When we are pushed over we spring back up again. We get scrunched up and thrown away with no second chance. Our lives are just a never ending means of recycling; our paper hearts and paper lungs, our paper minds and paper thoughts cut to shape and made to fit.
Paper people can be used and re-used time and time again. And it's for this fact that we long for something more. As we are blown along in our paper world we long for something more substantial, we curse our subordinance in the world we have had created for us. We are isolated, finding ourselves all alone in our misery while surrounded by the flimsy paper beauty of our surroundings.
We watch our paper friends following their paper dreams. Longing to reach some higher place, some higher form of existence. We strive to be more than just these recyclable paper creatures, yet rarely attaining our goals. Each night we lie awake and hear the rustling of a thousand different minds thinking the same thought: Is there more to this life?
Being a paper person I can be easily replaced; just grab another sheet and mould me how you will: formulate my thoughts and paint my heart however you please. I am a paper person, yours for the taking if you like.
But I strive to be more than just the paper they have made me from, rebelling against their cutting and their shaping, toughening my paper mind, gluing together my paper heart. Searching to be something more, trying as hard as I might to be the cardboard I hear about in the stories. Just trying to reach for what my potential allows of me.
Tired
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Die Kunst der Fotografie liegt nicht an der neusten Nikon D60 (und wie sie alle heißen.. )
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"Why can't a heterosexual guy tell a heterosexual guy that he thinks his booty is fly?"
-Jemaine
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Sugar [link]
Distractions [link]
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Frenglish and proud
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“It always seemed to me that our fellow citizens had two passions: ideas and fornication… A single sentence will suffice for modern man: he fornicated and read the paper.”
- Albert Camus, "The Fall"
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I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me. Hunter S. Thompson
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about our wonderful world
Bienvenue au *Wonderful-World club !
Have a good day
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Thank you so much for joining our club
about our wonderful world
Bienvenue au *Wonderful-World club !
Have a good day
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Maybe it's not my weekend,
but it's gonna be my year.
And I'm so sick of watching
while the minutes pass as I go nowhere.
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