Film Maker, Author, Nomad with no destination. Don’t follow me, I am lost too.
Joined on 4 July, 2009
“Look at your body in a mirror: You will realize you’re mortal; run your fingers over your ribs as though across a guitar, and you’ll see how close you’re to the grave. It’s because we’re dressed that we entertain immortality: how can we die when we wear a necktie?”
The truth of what is, for all of us that it's all going to go away. U, me, everything goes into blackness, the void. And nobody's in charge. And you're left with NOTHING. That's all there is. What do we do with that? You just smile and keep dancing till the music plays.
In Japan, people follow the leader in almost every aspect of public life, and remain wildly, vividly themselves behind closed doors; in America, everyone goes his own way, and then in private many cry out for someone whose orders they can follow. The virus changes nothing.
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