The discomfort is. It's not something
you can fight, but it's rooted in society and individualism; until a few years ago you could grow the awareness of "no future", that is in fact a return to animality.
One of the greatest human achievements was the discovery of farming the land, that gave him stability as a nomad. From the moment you have been able to locate, has had the opportunity to design their own life, and build a future. By nomadic animal and becomes a man.
Late 70's, we will recover the awareness that have no future, they have lost every root and stability, and to our flag of distress.
Oggiogiorno there is not even this consciousness, but remained only the habit of "no future".
are born and grow and develop in a steady eradication of any form of stability, and the abandonment of adolescent life in a tunnel entrance is marked by question marks, no way out.
We often leave without even the knowledge of finding themselves in that tunnel.
Overnight, we do not know how it will be done tomorrow, every day we feel even extended to the senses; today I have the vision or hearing, maybe ten minutes I shall not see the same things, or I will not see more: everything becomes futile and precious at the same time valuable because it is unique, because futile it's just a pile of unique but meaningless. We returned
nomadic, rootless, with nothing but ourselves, each with their own discomfort, which takes us on a continuous drift without planning. And of course our
accumulation of moments without a future.
"bum of the year, the season of the bitch Sashay on the catwalk
, hurries toward the ditch.
Just another future song, lonely and a little 'kitsch.
(There will be about to suffer) and test wake up tomorrow. "
Diamond Dogs - David Bowie
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