Meanderings

I don't understand a lot of things. Philosophers are reputedly people who admit to knowing nothing. But that doesn't make me feel smart or enlightened. Rather, I feel like a piece of cheese left to dry up and turn crusty in the fridge.

The question is, if I really know nothing (or admitted to knowing nothing), then how would I comport myself? Would I take the red pill or the green pill? Why do I have to take a pill? At the least, I know how to form random thoughts and badly structured sentences.

But I digress.

There are crows outside the window. Big black beasties with small pearl eyes. They fly in and out of the trees. This is Sweden - rather, the 6th floor view from a student high-rise in Flogsta, a suburb of Uppsala. It's overcast and from up here a loogey would probably would strike the blacktop below silently and invisibly. And I don't know why I am here. But I DO know why. I do. But I don't.

Teenage Angst - yum

A little bit of lyric because I gotta post something or my brain will revolt.

"When a new day reaches dawn
I feel it's worth the wait
But I tumble and I fall
I'm up against my fate

When the barricades come down
I'll build them up again
When I'm just about to drown
I still don't know the end

Sometimes I tremble
Like a little child
Their faces mourning
With a broken smile

Sometimes I crumble
When they're chasing through
Sometimes I feel that
I could rule the world

When the morning comes alive
Release your love brigade
At the end of day it's night
To suck it up with hate..."
Rule the World - Kamelot