Automatic movements
precise actions,
like a robot
moving
in
the
same
patterns
every
day.
Our life’s have become
movements of habits,
spontaneous, what does that even mean?
Day by day-
days fly past-
what do we live for,
the question answers itself.
Movements of automation
actions driven by precision,
our days have been numbered,
but we still count every day...
It sounds a bit like a poem about the monotony of life, how it goes on and on in mindless repetition. Can probably be related to that of the average guy who works the endless shifts, comes home, eats dinner, watches television, passes out, repeat. That there is no real change within and we live as mindless robots but its not really living is it? More like surviving and existing...taking up space.
Most humans want more time .. we measure .. subtract and hope we will have a long time to enjoy the gift .. Be calm .. don't worry about the future .. There is a season for everything .... Do the best you can with now ..
It sounds a bit like a poem about the monotony of life, how it goes on and on in mindless repetition. Can probably be related to that of the average guy who works the endless shifts, comes home, eats dinner, watches television, passes out, repeat. That there is no real change within and we live as mindless robots but its not really living is it? More like surviving and existing...taking up space.
I get the feel that it's our lifeless forms moving day to day without soul or purpose.. doing the deed that needs to be done and on to the next. I love it when they don't make sense to us but do others ;) xx