Carbon Copy
i was so bored in my carbon-copy life.
so i decided to take someone elses.
i started by walking around big cities. looking for the homeless and kneeling down and talking to them. even these people, who are pretty detatched from society, still find it strange for someone to come and ask them for their life story. as if i was holding a gun.
at first everyone is too shy, but they all want to tell someone their great story. they say there's a novel in everyone, but i think the 21st century has hit us all so hard that there is no longer a novel, but a screenplay, or teleplay, or short story, or advertisement storyline inside everyone that somehow encapsulates their life so far. from zero to now - here's the lowdown.
so after the homeless, i went for more of a challenge. bus stations and taxi cab headquaters. i just wanted to talk to people. to play around in their lives in my head for a few hours before crawling back into my own mundane existence. some people escape into movies, i escape into people.
i'm at a dinner party and i'm completely alone at a table of friends. these people all live the same lives and are all just itching to compare how normal they all are. just sat there, nodding, and waiting for their turn to speak. they're not real lives, their just carbon copies of what your life is SUPPOSED to be.
we are the TV.
so i decided to take someone elses.
i started by walking around big cities. looking for the homeless and kneeling down and talking to them. even these people, who are pretty detatched from society, still find it strange for someone to come and ask them for their life story. as if i was holding a gun.
at first everyone is too shy, but they all want to tell someone their great story. they say there's a novel in everyone, but i think the 21st century has hit us all so hard that there is no longer a novel, but a screenplay, or teleplay, or short story, or advertisement storyline inside everyone that somehow encapsulates their life so far. from zero to now - here's the lowdown.
so after the homeless, i went for more of a challenge. bus stations and taxi cab headquaters. i just wanted to talk to people. to play around in their lives in my head for a few hours before crawling back into my own mundane existence. some people escape into movies, i escape into people.
i'm at a dinner party and i'm completely alone at a table of friends. these people all live the same lives and are all just itching to compare how normal they all are. just sat there, nodding, and waiting for their turn to speak. they're not real lives, their just carbon copies of what your life is SUPPOSED to be.
we are the TV.

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