As I look into this blank page. That’s exactly what comes to
my mind. I get so many ideas. Enough to write about, But I never do. Why?
Only when I am drunk I feel the necessity to enlighten the
world with my fuckedup ideas. I don’t know why.
But again, life is always better when you are drunk.
Especially if it is a beer, given that It is summer. And if it’s a beer then,
it better be a Tuborg. No, nothing about it except that it goes in smoother. And
that I get boozed easily out irrespective of what the drink is.
Times are crazy, or not, depending on whom you believe. I am
going crazy for sure. For reasons not known to me to the fullest. First, let’s
see if I am crazy. Ok, I am not.
The obvious conclusion is that the world around me is. I can
tell by the contradictions that I find that with people, their belief systems.
Enough nagging.
The football world cup leaves me in mixed feelings. Given how
impressed I was by the Spanish system of playing it. The system is still fine I
reckon, they just need to bring in new people who can still execute it.
Lets not talk about Sachin here.
Lets talk about love. Maybe not.
Lets say we are what we are. Which doesn’t make any sense.
But then let’s think through this. We are what we are means we are what we intuitively
or instinctively are. That’s what that means. It simply means we are animals by
virtue of our flesh. And flesh is everything there is, let’s not forget that. We
are, as per this definition, not what others teach/ tell us to be. Which is what
almost every one of us is. As children we were dependent on others to tell us
how to behave. That hasn’t changed with age. So what are we really talking
about here? I am too drunk to explain. Maybe sometime later, I can charge to
talk about this stuff.
What’s more, I am just typing this thing off my key board.
Off the top of my head. Office doesn’t always suck. It sucks when you don’t
want to or don’t know to do the stuff you are paid to do. I know this. So I am
searching for something I can do which I want to do and get paid too.
What else, Love, let’s not talk about love now, shall we.
Please?
If you are reading this and thinking, what a maniac! Put
yourself in my shoes, by which I mean - 5 hours of sleep the previous night
combined with 16 hours of activity and a
couple a beers. Yes, speak now. And I haven't even started on philosophy..
See, I have so many real things to talk about, I just don’t
remember them when I need to.