So this generation that we're in...a little intense right? But we all go along with it. We all add to the intensity and the drama that our lives revolve around. Who's to say that our younger selves would look at who we are now, and point and say I KNEW IT. None of us really expected ourselves to be where we are now, and by this I mean....what the hell are we doing with our lives? It's something we all avoid thinking about, simply because we have no idea. Are we all lazy, or is the world around us just corrupted and crazy?
I feel as if as the years go by, we are simply reproductions from our originals. When reading Benjamin's The Work of Art as the Mechanical Reproduction, I can't help but to think of myself and everyone else as just a piece of "work" what is a reproduction from the original. Of course, things change over time due to the circumstances and the context of things, but we adjust to things and like pieces of works, we are basically reproductions from the innocence we were born into, who mold into the life thrown in front of us. And that life that I'm referring to isn't so innocent. It's survival of the fittest out here, and we strive for perfection, all of us, which is not necessarily a bad thing...until you aren't the person surviving.
So, when I ask myself what am I doing in life, isn't the answer for everyone: "What I think I should be doing." And then we hope and cross our fingers for things to fall into place...
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