29.2.08

Teeth Like God's Shoeshine

"I'm saying that your going to die, and your going to go off this earth, your going to be dead. Man, it could be, you know, twenty years, it could be tomorrow, any time, so am I. I mean, we're just gonna be gone. The world's going to go on without us"
-Bob Dylan, in a 1965 interview.

Whats the meaning of life? Traditional responses include leaving your mark on the world, helping future generation, forming a happy family etc. These don't do it for me. Because the truth eventually I will be dead and then what does it matter? People will make stupid small talk at my funeral, and if I ever have great grand kids they will never know my name. As far as I grasp it there is no meaning. We're all just some sort of mistake or weird happening. I feel like I'm teetering on the edge of nihilism and I don't know witch way to tip.

I am not allowed much danger
keep in like you're an old friend stranger
you'll burn me in effigy and I'll burn you in effigy

25.2.08

The End

Something Jackie said today made me think back to when I read 1984. The main charecter in that book, near the end, was given a choice. He could do what he felt was right or he could escape the torture and live a relatively happy life. Of course my first reaction was to do the right thing. The moral high ground. But if your miserable then what use is it? For example, you always hear of the cases of the starving musician who abandons his art for comercial pop in order to pay his bills. He gets called a sell out and a traitor. But what use is good music if no one is going to hear it? And though he feels horrible about it at least theres food on his table, right? But then again, does that really make him happy? I don't know.

It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me