We are watching the world from tiny displays now. Eiffel, Pisa are in front of us, fire/flood/love is happening in front of our eyes and yet we stare at our camera’s 3” LCD display. Life is not about living anymore, life is about collecting images. And images aren’t there ‘cause our lives create them! We plan our lives in order to get the right images. Image. Mirage. Thirst.
” …About 10 years ago or so I locked myself away in a house on the ocean, and I tried to… I said I was trying to write music. Some of which wound up on The Fragile. But what I was really doing was trying to kill myself. And the whole time I was away by myself, I managed to write one song, which is this song. So when I play it I feel pretty weird about it, because it takes me back to a pretty dark and awful time in my life. It’s weird to think how different things are now: I’m still alive, I haven’t died yet. And I’m afraid to go back to that place because it feels kind of haunted to me, but I’m going to go back. I’m going to get married there.”
“We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often. We’ve learned how to make a living but not a life. We’ve added years to life, not life to years.”—George Carlin (via motels, slowlybecoming)