domingo, 3 de abril de 2011

On the Other Side

Here we go with my second text in English. This one was created from an idea that my classmate Elena had. We had chosen one song and we wrote something from the 'song inspiration'. The chosen song was The Strokes - On the Other Side (I could embed the Youtube link here if I wasn't living in Berlin. Here in Germany most music videos are blocked due to issues between the record labels and the German YT. It really sucks!). This text also reflects some thoughts that can be found in my last 2 texts, so the Brazilian readers are going to notice some coincidences :)


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He lives in a bubble. It's hard when you can't be seem and when you can't be heard by anyone, even if you shout so loud that you can feel your lungs being smashed inside your painful body.
But the funny thing is that he's not a prisoner from the bubble, he can get out of it whenever he wants - but he never wants.
It's also hard to him to see everything plainly white and black, even though he knows everything around him is so amazingly shiny and colorful. Unfortunately, all he can feel is nothing. It's just a dark and cold cave and all he can do is keep walking alone, dizzy and inert, running in circles, without any direction, with no objectives.
Walk, run, walk... Take care not to get lost in your cave, my friend.

He wants everything. He wants to live right now - he wants to live also the future now.
He wants to learn everything, but he does not want to learn too much - sometimes it can be dangerous. ..
He wants to walk in the clouds - but he doesn't want to walk with no floor in a white forest.
He wants to walk on the street - but he also needs freedom for his feet.

He got lost in his cave. He got stuck in his viscous bubble.
Now he doesn't want everything anymore.
Now he just wants nothing.

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Wake up. There is a nice weather outside.
I know you can get everything you want, and I also know how difficult is when you actually don't know what you really want.
But try to feel it now, open your eyes, breath the fresh new air, you need it sometimes.
Go!


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His bubble had exploded, he felt the joyful water running through his fingers, he smelled the sweet fragrance of an air not too stuffy as before.
Slowly, bit by bit, he was able to see the colors again - first the brown, then the yellow, and finally the blue.
He's on the other side now. It seems that everything reached its maximum fulfillment, all the chains were broken and there is no fear and no doubts anymore. It's just like a sweet colorful explosion bursting out from your veins and reaching everybody surround you with its magical, powerful and ardent spell. Simple like that...

Oh, the other side is so bright, so full of energy, so delicious and exciting...
...At least for a while...
...Because soon the other side will become just another old grey side...


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