And I know exactly how this ends..
Somehow, everyone has become depressed. And somehow it seems to me that everyone is simply s..icked by the three words “heat”, “ballistics”, and “what the fuck did I make depressed?” The last word is the most important, because it includes any circumstances. It is different for everyone. For me, it is about a cold (probably) with a temperature. But it is not about me.
There is an overabundance of narratives that are thrown at us in our lives. They work especially well in conditions of discomfort – it doesn’t matter if it’s hot or cold. But it’s at these moments that you give up and start thinking “..but maybe?..” – it’s about the desire to move. It’s about fatigue from the life that has surrounded you for God knows how many years. About anxiety. About disbelief in tomorrow.
Yes, I am the same “cheese maker” who writes one thing today and will write another tomorrow. But right now, in the moment, I am here to say that life goes on. It doesn’t matter if we lost someone yesterday or a year ago. It doesn’t matter where you live. It is important to live and believe in your tomorrow. Whatever it may be. Only with faith in tomorrow will it come. Only with a vision of this very tomorrow will you be able to move on.
It’s strange that Linkin Park’s The Emptiness Machine inspired such thoughts. This same “the emptiness machine” wants to crush us all. But we won’t let it…right?..
