I understand how scissors can beat paper, and I get how rock can beat scissors, but there’s no fucking way paper can beat rock. Is paper supposed to magically wrap around rock and leave it immobile? Why the hell can’t paper do this to scissors? Screw scissors, why can’t paper do this with people? Why aren’t sheets of college ruled notebook paper constantly suffocating students as they take notes in class? I’ll tell you why, because paper can’t beat anybody. When I play rock paper scissors, I always choose rock. Then when somebody claims to have beaten me with their paper I can punch them in the face with my already clenched fist and say, oh shit, I’m sorry, I thought paper would protect you, you asshole! - Anonymous.

Saturday, February 18, 2012

The Sound Of Silence

Definitions. Words. Associations. Call it something. Why. Why do we constantly name everything. Why couldn't Prince be left alone. You know, the singer who changed his name to a symbol. Just a symbol that has no words. Did not work. Everyone wanted a definition. Needed a description. Why.

Because symbols can speak. Maybe better than words. Is it not true how a picture can say a thousand words. Ironically, yet I sit writing this using alphabets and letters unable to capture a picture. This shouldn't happen. Tags should not be needed. Not even names. 'How aimless', they'd say.

Answers. Conversations. Alliances. They might have come too close. They talk. Sometimes. Why does it have to be a relationship. Why can't they just be. Be nothing. Why do we have to be something.

Can I be a nobody. Walking away unnoticed. Maybe like a holiday. Where everybody is a nobody yet there is an odd sense of ease. Or if we have to be somebody can I not be me for a year. A year is all I ask. I am all sorted?  But what is the use of being sorted when everything around you is a puzzle. Fallen and missing pieces of a broken puzzle.

For once I don't want to be the song everyone sings in a karaoke. What about the song nobody knows. The song that plays everywhere but nobody hears. Or maybe the song that never aired. Yes, one of those songs.

I'd like that.