TV

TV. Television. A box of death. There are many ways how we can call it. But there is a meaning we should all agree on — death. You don’t have anything to do, and you turn it on. Most people have got more than 100 channels. Does not matter though. Stuff they show to us on TV kills us. They tell us about somebodies problems, they talk about them. They have experts there of course. And it is so well build that you get right into it. You want to watch it. They make us carry about their problems. Besides people thinking about their own issues now they think about issues that have other people. Whats the point of that? You have got your own problems, and you need to take care about them and mind your own business. TV is just a trap. It will make you feel bad, your nerves will get worse. Or they show stuff that you dream of about every fucking day in your life, and they will say how good it is, and you will get so excited, and then right in the end they will say: You ain’t gonna get it. BOOOM! You think i am fucked, what should i live for? My dream is unapproachable. The consequences are: bad health, more worries, empty life, misery, death. Seems like bull shit? No. They make you see it the right way. You see a big cheesecake, which is bad for you, you know that, but it looks so good, and so tasty, and it has the best smell you have ever smelled in your life, and then, when you eat, you start to realize that it is rotten. Then you ask yourself:”This can’t be happening. It is a cheesecake.” Then you swallow it. There comes death.