self fish dreams...
i just got 20 years older... today... the bulls are gone... tractors replaced them... the fish is gone... people replaced them... i feel sorry... for the fish... for the fishermen... and for the people... such big fishing nets... so little fish in them... such crowd around... not sure how it's gonna work out... too little fish left in the ocean... too many mouths to feed on land... i realised with my very eyes... for the first time... that our specie is fucked... i remember 20 years ago... the nets were full... the beaches empty... and today... i just witnessed the opposite... see what i mean... and that's not from any newspaper... or from any distorted over-exagerated story... i heard them before... many times... but today... i saw it with my very eyes... twenty years later... how we've multiplied... how steril the ocean is... i don't know if i wanna cry... yell... laugh... or wait another 20 years... just like i did... sitting around... eating... flying... watching... surfing... traveling... flirting... pretending to care... dare... Gernika in the back of my head... somewhere between the Cosby show... Einstein's theory of relativity... and a no U-turn sign... see why i feel the way i feel... not because "only a surfer knows the feeling"... not because i learned how to read... not because i'm such a spoiled rat... it's a lot more simple than that... always... it's because i'm dum enough to know the truth and do nothing about it... is that one of our tricks to survive... because if it really is... we are really fucked... ignorance is terrible... knowledge is worse... i feel terrible... worse... i feel human... i was one of these people on the beach... taking pictures of a sad scene... feeling obscene... and now i'm here again... sharing words without condom... seeking some personal freedom... selfishing in the storm... ridin' dirty on humanity... pimpin' meals like there's no tomorow... rememberin' who i really am... feelin' like a true idiot... part of a crowded dream... what if there was too much enlightment in this world... i feel like searching for darkness... not sure who i feel sorry for... not even sure if i really feel sorry... sorry... sorry to be sorry... this sorry game can go on and on... but after today... i doupt any of us that can actually read this stuff can go on and on... we've thrown ourselves out of our own stupid game... we are oficially fucked... i know it... you know it... we all know this... so let's have some more fun... while we can... let's blow this shit up... let's become a supernova... i know we can do it... all we gotta do is keep doin' our thing... feel sorry... but keep doin' it... fuck yeah...