Something in the history has been written wrongly

 Something in the history has been written wrongly

As I observed in the ached of no client sign up for my business and looking over the window while opening "What a life" from Another round.

I get conquered by the idea that I told my friend long time ago: " There is something missing, there is something wrong. Why we, human, have 

been on earth for many centuries yet until now not figure out why we aren't happy with what we have, satisfy with what we do, frustrating at 

the little thing that we see. Something is wrong in here "

In the old corner, there is my apartment. A nice little apartment that i share with my girlfriend, the neighbor is nicely treated us, although 

some are not, they share their dogs to us have a fun with them in middle of the night, they even stayed in the rain to watch us play with them

dogs, what a beloving kind man with tattoos and big fat stomach. And there it is, my luckily 2 guys from Colombia that i met over Reddit. They are 

kind and joyful as we are, they in a Tech startup which i know but not expertly know. They invited us over their apartment to hang out, watch movies

and play some game and drink some beer ( but i didn't ). When i came, i noticed something strange, no one know anyone, their neighbors are alien to them

their staff is an ordinary guy who invisible when we walk through and no one actually are someone.

And i asked, once again, is this actually the thing i want to live in? I reminisce: " This is not where i want to live nor i want to die "

even in my own country that which i really love, now it just full of money-eyes and prestigious-mouth, what would happen if the war is happened right now

the country is protected by government but do the people get the same service? Or worse, what would happen if it rotten inside through which

even the government not care to take a glimpse of but to care what others do?

I came to a moment of thoughts, people are still people, but a rotten apple are much worse than having no apple at all.

Building made for capitalism, skyscraper, building with the shape of blocks, do they made for lasting or made for trending? Rome and Italy,

they built antifragile construction, even when fall down, it becomes must travel destination. 

I wonder do people still have soul ?

I wonder do people still have heart ? 

Then comes with the alcohol, they said it bad for health. Yet wines and expensive wines are what they drink on special occasion or even drink

to enjoy that they last a day without dying. I don't drink for a reason that i already drunk on life, but lately it seems following footstep into

the chaos made me want some to get back to life. We built up theory so that it becomes reality, when in fact it just opinion of others when there is probabilities.

What am choosing right now? After 3 rejections from the client (already have a meet up and talks through weeks), giving up is not the option anymore. By giving up

I force myself to be " non-human ", to be in the slave of what people opinion but not my own. Although living in a dying wallet is not a good idea, but it is better than 

give myself in to the rat-race. A moment to refuge to writing is what i need, what i want is to walk in beautiful places but it seems hard to find, so i created my own walk

on the paper and book, to be expat on my own life is great after all. What a life!


Nhận xét

Bài đăng phổ biến từ blog này

Marketing

Desire and Fear as culture marketing - inspired by Kevin Simler