I wish i could be in a world where materialism was meaningless
where expressionism wasn't restricted by value
Where there wasn't just a goal of accumulate as much stuff as possible then die
but then again, what else can I do?
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Will she will sit across from me, a table, a chair, a barstool counter, a rooftop overlooking the city of lights, alive with a glow?
What difference does it make?
Will she look at me with a sparkle in her eye, flip her hair with her forefinger, crack a quip, tell me "lets get out of here? "
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White Noise (The Crux Of The Matter)
I wish i could be in a world where materialism was meaningless
where expressionism wasn't restricted by value
Where there wasn't just a goal of accumulate as much stuff as possible then die
but then again, what else can I do?
The world is designed for us to be material
To be immaterial is against the system,
Impossible even on a macro level
To have even some semblance of sustaining power you must have that monetary influence
What does that say about us as people?
As fellow men, women?
Are we all still apes?
Worshipping the monolith of desire until the moment it dissapears?
What's the difference between love and materialism if you desire it in the first place?
Aren't both just things you want?
What does it mean to be happy on your own?