BREAKDOWN!

Electronica is the death of me. I’m finding it increasingly difficult to concentrate on things unless stimulated by something-and that something comes in the form of each and every new form of dance/trance/techno/electronica music that is out that. Everything else just seems trivial comparatively. I may be alone in this thought but I’m pretty sure the “turn of the century generation” (gonna go ahead and coin that one) has obtained through a little bit of nature vs. nurture; a sense of impatience, a need for speed and in a lot of cases an addiction to what could pretty much be classified as speed,meth, legally known as aderole, vyvanse, ridilin, etc.
In terms of being able to focus, I suppose I can’t judge my own personal attributes and project those qualities on the rest of humanity, or at least my generation for that matter. Yet, it seems that maybe someone needs to start doing this. Not with a sense of hierarchy but with a sense of caring for humanity. Unfortunately I have seen that many people now live within a bubble of comfort and unconsciousness, blissful unconsciousness-mind you not the unconsciousness that first comes to mind, but simply a lack of caring and attention to detail at the things one feels are morally and ethically wrong in this world.
Is it possible that we as humans can begin to think outside the box and see what we are doing…not only to ourselves but to this planet we live on?

Numero #1

This is my rantings- about my life; in college, in insomnia, in progress, in my becoming an addict stage, in sucking up to the system and then shitting all over it, in sobriety, and whatever that means…this is my ranting; allowing me to break free and experience the greener pastures.

So what do you do when it’s 3:30 and you can’t sleep? I suppose the actual answer is- question, first perhaps why is it that I can not fall asleep despite the fact that I have taken a considerable amount of what according to the box will make you “ sleepy and drowsy.” Second- most likely the thought is; what the fuck else can I consume to make this endless night vanish into blissful slumber? However, knowing you-or knowing me…I’m still not exactly sure what point of view I’m going for in this yet…you probably have no money-like me- and have nothing that will instantly solve the dilemma…What a pitty (in a creepy English accent) Which brings me to my next point/thought/idea/prophecy. But not really mainly just had a brain tangent cause of this amazing song that just came on.
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