Monday, August 29, 2005
(im increasing the font cause my eyesight is deteriorating.)
its funny watching my ARES. watching the little bars move slowly from left to right as my song downloads. then you extend the bar so its longer and so the bar moves little by little and that way it seems faster. its a bit like when your on a plane and they show that map with the tiny little plane. and because your so friggin bored you get so elated whenever the image of the plane moves ever so slighty. well sic transit gloria glory fades. then once your download is done you play the file and its one of those with all the static in the middle. damm piracy. well you sure wouldnt hope that would happen on your plane cause once your journey is finished, you wont want to realise youve just been on the wrong flight now would you. i think that kinda applies to life as well. your always expecting something good to come out of your efforts. no matter how hard you try to expand the bar, the download doesnt move any faster. it just makes you think your getting there faster. by putting in your effort your only making yourself feel better for not putting in any effort at all. and sometimes after all that effort. you just dont get anything back in return. your left empty handed and half empty on fuel and stranded in the middle of the desert. and you'll pretend your just walking in the sand so passers by will just look on past you. as your sitting in your seat and you watch the plane slowly passing, you wish you could just do something to make it go faster. the inconsistent movements dont seem right as they are supposed to happen every 30 seconds but sometimes they take 40 or even 15. you cant control it. its just a screen, its not going to listen to you. your just a viewer. your one of those passer bys because you dont matter as well. your simply a cactus upon which people get hurt. and as i pass through the desert i'd look on at the cactus and think. what a nuisance. what a nuisance... im so bored im so bored. this is the moment. that you know.
James Barr at 8:34 AM
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