Elitists-in-training, conformists.
Pandering to the wishes of the established.
Segregated, commoners you do not understand.
Association breeds empathy,
Sacrifices you cannot make.
Where you sit comfortably
Ensconced in your own domain,
Point of contact only your voice,
Instructions blithely given,
Fingers pointing.
We grovel, plead for time.
Backbreaking work,
Ourselves away from kin and kith.
There is only so much talking can do.
Sometimes you need to have a [...]
Entries from February 2008
February 29, 2008
Stratification
February 26, 2008
Music Plug
Nina Persson - Black Winged Bird
Night can’t come quick enough
My faults shine in the sun
A train bridge of spies
watches all the cars collide
I roll my green sleeves over ruby
I don’t blame you for doing it to me
Real girls don’t take aim
like kings do these days
I made my mind up to be a black-winged bird
Never turn [...]
February 21, 2008
Protected: What I’ve Been Saying
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February 19, 2008
Quotes
Me: “My life is being consumed by hall production.”
Evon: “It’s usually consumers that consume products. You just turned the tables. Revenge of the producers.”
February 17, 2008
3Ps: Politics, Panic and People
We avoid conflicts. By sending messages, physical or digital, to each other, because meeting personally would cause friction, especially when tempers are high. There are enough problems without us having internal conflicts.
Politics and bureacracy. Two things which I hate having to deal with, both of with are in abundance in a confined area where everyone [...]
February 16, 2008
One Rant A Day
It has become a daily routine. Finish the daily tasks. Sit down, try to study, fail. And talk. Always that. Keeping us sane, stable. the only thing letting us remember that our impressions are not unique. That we are not the only one who think this way.
And it always boils down to people. Some are [...]
February 15, 2008
And My Nights Are Not My Own
A build-up from the days just a few months ago, when I could still decide which of my hours would be allocated for what, even with trainings at hours when I would rather not have anything to do. Until now, when it feels like this bombardment from all sides, but especially from certain directions, obligates [...]
