A few years ago, I sat in my room, listening to a record that I rescued from the basement of the house I grew up in. It was Dark Side of the Moon by Pink Floyd. The instrumentals of "Time" began & then the lyrics, which spoke to my soul:
"Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day,
you fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town,
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.."
In a few lines, they had managed to articulate something that I had always felt. They so eloquently expressed my feelings of motionlessness. Waking up and going to sleep felt like a never ending cycle of monotony. I moved through my days mechanically, wasting Time.
After hearing this song, I decided to not let time rule me, but rule it, I'm still working on this. Years have passed, I am still addicted to procrastinating, still getting stuck in daydreams, but fearful of stagnancy, of waiting for someone who will never come save me.
This Blog is an attempt at motion. Arts, Culture and Political fuck ups that I feel need to be discussed. Somewhat inconsistently, but I try.
For me these are moments that stick, when the monotonous hum of dullness is penetrated, by a skillful scream or when an idea is sparked that needs to be documented or seen..These are what I call Daedal Days or daydreams..
I love love this song, check it if you never have & don't be scared to share your thoughts.