This city was drafted by a typewriter.
What I want to do, every hour of every day is write on it
and graffiti more on the world.
We have painted our names in a great neon light to be remembered
thinking that God could see it.
He can't because the earth is a vast blue and green
a tranquil serenity blistered by war
We jump coast to coast looking for the answers
we look through train windows pretending to look for truth
when what we are looking for is ourselves
we are looking for a purpose.
If i can live on this world till today and this moment,
still confused and littered with flyers of religion and action and society
and still still still be as blank minded as when in my own body at a year or a moment old
then I suppose we will reach old age with the same lack of knowledge and lack of truth.#
The world is a great big deafness, surrounded and hated by war of every kind.
I want to travel and not to pretend that I want to see the world, it is easy enough to
imagine. I want to move around from this spot I sit in and know more without the fools around me
telling me that I am uneducated, unable to learn without a degree.
A degree is a scroll of paper, a few years taken away from us and stapling us into the goverments control. It is not for our own good. it is putting us in a place and holding us down. Those who do not seek education, seek something else about life.
What is it to be intelligent? It is seperated into two categories...1. Common knowledge 2. academic knowledge. Where is the rest of it?
We are living on the edge.We are liars! We are protesters and we are deaf.
