Please, Please, Please Just Shut Up!
I used to be able to distinguish between it all, the sounds, they weren’t sounds. I could actually understand what was being said, what was being done. Now it all sounds like noise.
I just wish, just for five seconds, the whole world would just shut up. I really can’t take it anymore. It’s like every person has something to say, something to scream, something so important we should all just stop and listen. I don’t want to listen anymore, I’m done.
I’ve had a tough day. It just feels like all day I’ve been trying to listen, trying to comprehend all those around me, and I can’t. Today just feels like a song, like a really loud song. I can hear the music in the background, I can hear the singers harmonizing, but I can’t understand a single lyric. Did she say “I just wanna fly” or “I fucked the sky” or what? I don’t know.
I was sitting with my family, actually acting like a family unit, and we were engaged in watching the tele. Michael J. Fox is on CNN talking about stem cells and his Parkinson’s, and it just eventually became a blur to me. What once made sense, a day, now seemed to be anything but normal, a dream if you will.
The day, me flying across town in search of a camera, Shirlee flipping out on me and my family, the girls, Alexander, it all became a blur. It made sense when I woke up, it made sense when I was in it, why doesn't it not now? This disturbed me.
I just feel like we’re all moving so fast. When we move that way, we question little, accept a lot, and keep on trucking. It's when we slow down, even stop here and there, that the image starts to seem unreal, it starts to feel like it shouldn’t be what it is. That’s where I am.
Everywhere I go, I hear people talking about moving forward, moving backward, just moving. When I was moving with them, it sounded right, it sounded like it made sense, now, it’s just gibberish. The $64,000.00 question I have is why are we always moving? To follow that one up: Where the fuck is it we’re going?
The best way I can explain it is through example. Let’s say you’re on a road trip, and you’re going down a stretch of highway at like 95 mph. The speed limit is 75. Everyone around you is also going 95 mph, so it doesn’t feel weird in any way. You’re driving by yourself and you gaze to your left and right, you try and look at the highway billboards, and there are tons of ‘um, passing you by every second but they just look like a blur. This is fine, because you can’t pay much attention to them ‘cause you’re going 95 freaking mph! You start to get a little hungry, and you don’t know where a food place is. You try and look at the billboards, but they’re still blurry, wtf? You start to get really hungry, so you pull to the right lanes and start to slow down. The signs are still blurry. This is frustrating, you need answers, and all you get is blurred colours. You slow down so much so that you decide its best to just pull over, maybe the white line fever has hit you harder than you expected. Just your luck, you’re parked right under a billboard, you decide to end this insanity once and for all. You climb the ladder, you reach the top, and what do you see? A white billboard. Nothing is written, no colours, not a damn thing. That’s how I feel.
So many people are telling us to look ahead, the democrats are trying to this, the republicans are trying to do that, social security this, Medicare that. We’re moving so fast, we can only look forward, it’s the safest thing to do. We listen to every single voice, keep moving, and just try and do what they tell us to do. We’re so focused on where we’re going, we don’t even know where we are.
I just want to stop, and appreciate the white billboard, even though I don’t understand it. I can’t. I’ll get a parking ticket, prosecuted for trespassing, so on and so forth.
So many people talk about making things better. When things are good, all I hear is how they can be better. When things are shitty, all I hear is everything will be alright in the end. Why is it that way? Why can’t we be happy things are the way they are? Why am I always facing forward?
Sorry if i seem to ramble, or don't make any sense, eventually I'll get back on the road.
I just wish, just for five seconds, the whole world would just shut up. I really can’t take it anymore. It’s like every person has something to say, something to scream, something so important we should all just stop and listen. I don’t want to listen anymore, I’m done.
I’ve had a tough day. It just feels like all day I’ve been trying to listen, trying to comprehend all those around me, and I can’t. Today just feels like a song, like a really loud song. I can hear the music in the background, I can hear the singers harmonizing, but I can’t understand a single lyric. Did she say “I just wanna fly” or “I fucked the sky” or what? I don’t know.
I was sitting with my family, actually acting like a family unit, and we were engaged in watching the tele. Michael J. Fox is on CNN talking about stem cells and his Parkinson’s, and it just eventually became a blur to me. What once made sense, a day, now seemed to be anything but normal, a dream if you will.
The day, me flying across town in search of a camera, Shirlee flipping out on me and my family, the girls, Alexander, it all became a blur. It made sense when I woke up, it made sense when I was in it, why doesn't it not now? This disturbed me.
I just feel like we’re all moving so fast. When we move that way, we question little, accept a lot, and keep on trucking. It's when we slow down, even stop here and there, that the image starts to seem unreal, it starts to feel like it shouldn’t be what it is. That’s where I am.
Everywhere I go, I hear people talking about moving forward, moving backward, just moving. When I was moving with them, it sounded right, it sounded like it made sense, now, it’s just gibberish. The $64,000.00 question I have is why are we always moving? To follow that one up: Where the fuck is it we’re going?
The best way I can explain it is through example. Let’s say you’re on a road trip, and you’re going down a stretch of highway at like 95 mph. The speed limit is 75. Everyone around you is also going 95 mph, so it doesn’t feel weird in any way. You’re driving by yourself and you gaze to your left and right, you try and look at the highway billboards, and there are tons of ‘um, passing you by every second but they just look like a blur. This is fine, because you can’t pay much attention to them ‘cause you’re going 95 freaking mph! You start to get a little hungry, and you don’t know where a food place is. You try and look at the billboards, but they’re still blurry, wtf? You start to get really hungry, so you pull to the right lanes and start to slow down. The signs are still blurry. This is frustrating, you need answers, and all you get is blurred colours. You slow down so much so that you decide its best to just pull over, maybe the white line fever has hit you harder than you expected. Just your luck, you’re parked right under a billboard, you decide to end this insanity once and for all. You climb the ladder, you reach the top, and what do you see? A white billboard. Nothing is written, no colours, not a damn thing. That’s how I feel.
So many people are telling us to look ahead, the democrats are trying to this, the republicans are trying to do that, social security this, Medicare that. We’re moving so fast, we can only look forward, it’s the safest thing to do. We listen to every single voice, keep moving, and just try and do what they tell us to do. We’re so focused on where we’re going, we don’t even know where we are.
I just want to stop, and appreciate the white billboard, even though I don’t understand it. I can’t. I’ll get a parking ticket, prosecuted for trespassing, so on and so forth.
So many people talk about making things better. When things are good, all I hear is how they can be better. When things are shitty, all I hear is everything will be alright in the end. Why is it that way? Why can’t we be happy things are the way they are? Why am I always facing forward?
Sorry if i seem to ramble, or don't make any sense, eventually I'll get back on the road.
posted by The Alan Show at 7:46 PM
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