Clocks & Folks

We live surrounded by crap, brands, fake shit, fake body parts,  preconceived beauty...
a concept of beauty jailed in its own meaning, jailed in "the colors of this season", jailed in straight-as haircuts, jewelry, manicure, high heals, clothes, smells... "You smell like summer"
I find it hard to imagine a crazy mixture of chemicals inside a lab smelling anywhere near the smell summer time sweats off the ground, off the flowers when it´s actually hapenning.
Stuff, simple matter has acquired such human qualities that now we do not get surprised when someone says "my bb is my bf"*
Life and lifeless has become so alike, that at times they sound the same. They look the same.
A heart beat ... a cellphone charger.
A personality  that grows through social networks.
A prefabricated version of me, whose value increases or it doesn´t do so depending on my followers.
How many people follow me? My value lays on whether others like or dislike the prefabricated idea of myself through an non tangible life like. The life of words and numbers.... the life where silence doesn´t exit. Instead there is a version of it ... yes that one right there was a pause... here there is another one ... ... ... (that one there was a three-times-longer pause).
It´s a double edge knife, sharp and dangerous. 
LETHAL but SEXY.
You can finely slice a tuna steak beautifully accurate with it, as well as you can slice your own brittle wrist wide open with a move. The people i´ve loved the most,  have left the sound of their laughter stuck in my eardrums and the photo of their opened mouth and shrunk eyes (that expression that only shows up with joy) glued in my memory. Curiously, non of those 2 memories are left after a chat...(yes that was a pause) or a twit, of a BB pin...a whatsapp messege.  Now, i´m clearly looking at it all from the "slice your own brittle wrist wide open with a move" point of view. Evidently the "you can finely cut a tuna steak beautifully accurate with it" is also there. Pretty present. Very obvious. Life meets the lifeless.


And lifeless is easy, convenient, practical, quick, efficient. 
It´s wonderful to be reunited "virtually" with people you stopped hearing about. Some of which were essential back in the days. Some of which taught you more than you ever realized it back then. People, whose closeness to you blurred that ability to see their beauty. Now their voices can only be heard miles and miles away from you, and even though all you only get is their seldom typing on your wall, somehow you feel them not as far.
"The distance is shrinking"... they say. Is it? Or is that a marketing concept to make us feel more significant? We are now able to accommodate distance according to our needs. The spiral of madness.
The needs that we need to need in order to make sense of this all. The more we meet the needs the faster they reproduce. Needy is good, needless is old fashion. 
The more streessed we are, the busier and the better.... noise noise noise is good in order for us to feel worthy of those few holidays we get. 
This is just a thought i had the other day while searching for the elefantesolar.
Have a great day!


*bb: blackberry
  bf: best friend