Secrets Are Safe On The Internet
This post was inspired by one of my experience and the song “Star People” from George Michael. The photographer who develops your picture likes your family.
In 2010, I had to spend 1 month in rehab for an undisclosed reason. I had worked 5 years in banking and shortly before I had a bewitched 2 years love affair with a girl sent to a monastery.
In rehab, a security officer was there to spy on me it seems and he confessed my female friends were beautiful. I thought it was weird but then I remembered the photographer who developed my holidays’ picture and he confessed he liked my female cousins.
That’s why our secrets are safe on the internet. One way or another, someone will notice your talent for humanities, which is really an important part of success. A motivation speech, a power pose or maybe an angry song and we will all be energized without having to drink Red Bull (most disgusting brew I have ever tasted).
Dreams With Nightmares In The Middle
What’s cool about dreams is that you can explore freely what you’re living as in a cheap movie. It seems it’s a subconscious thing with a dominant idea that takes an effort to understand. I had 4 dreams in the last year and one was a nightmare: I would haunt the city and eventually burn out like a Buddhist monk.
Anyway, you can tell your secrets on the internet because, in case you have any doubts, there are no secrets here on Earth anymore. The original sin is still debatable but today I thought our sin was having sex and making children because we would become immortal then. And only God is immortal.
It took 200 million years for humanity to reconcile with God and we are still amazed by the universe: it’s so big, the numbers are so big, it might be like a rogue trader who is still reporting to you in a way he can’t face prosecution.
Maybe Someone Gave You Up
Have you ever been abandoned, or have you ever abandoned someone? When I think about that photographer and that security officer who confessed my female friends were beautiful, I don’t know how to take it. I guess I could abandon them because this is information I don’t need.
Or I could understand their point of view who will always be the point of view of a teenager class when you’re age 14 and down on your knees. Now you can become a cool kid by listening to great music like jazz, blues, soul, funk, rock and even electronica. I’m not a big fan of rap even though they have a real talent to steal the music and spot good old songs.
You Whisper To Make People Dizzy
When those 2 guys confessed my female friends were beautiful, I knew what it meant and I get shivers sometimes: it means they’re jealous and they will report me to the police. Between 1994 and 2010, I was bullied and harassed by security officers whose only idea was to stun me.
Meanwhile, they could steal some money from me or make me look like someone with the autism spectrum disorder. By the way, I think autism is just that: you’re haunted and you haunt. Your fundamental things are not that strong. If you do a psychoanalysis, you might discover the kiss of death. A lot of children still debate if Alois Brunner (representing Germany) or Pol Pot (Cambodia) is the most badass boy who ever lived.
I’m a cool kid so I seldom have the time but this is my point of view on autism.
A Difference Between You And Me
As a conclusion, I will look back on my childhood because there is one thing I recall: we were playing table tennis with my cousin and a friend in Rimal (Lebanon); we were talking about Jimi Hendrix. Suddenly, I shouted (in French): “I know, and you don’t know”. The more I think about it, the more I thought it was a stupid thing to say and I kept my mouth shut as often as I could. Until now.
Now, I’m writing a blog on the internet and the secrets are safe. Now you know why I’m writing: it’s because at age 14 I felt stupid and decided to keep my mouth shut. But a strange experience of zombie voodoo and witch-queens are forcing me to write. They put a spell on me!
Now the secrets are safe on that blog because I’m making sure to make you pay. ;) And I will never give my ace away!
Originally published at Sounds Sirius’ Music Insights.