These photos were taken a few years back on a family holiday somewhere in Spain.
Monday, 14 June 2010
What's it all about...
I don't understand what it's all about.
A guy once said that God is what it is about.
Sex, Drugs and Rock and Roll?
Materialistic?
Or just the people that you meet?
It could even be those moments. The ones that you will never get to live again. The first times and the last times. We were once all pure and untouched. Then we got a little older and naivety seemed like a bad thing. So we corrupt and throw it all away. Eventually we got to a place where we are so destroyed that none of it seems to matter. Or maybe we understand that it all matters in the insignificance of it all. We're all doing the same thing yet it is different to every being. So is there a thing as unique?
In the end we just all want to believe something. Believe that we were worth something. Believe that it mattered. Believe that we were wanted.
A guy once said that God is what it is about.
Sex, Drugs and Rock and Roll?
Materialistic?
Or just the people that you meet?
It could even be those moments. The ones that you will never get to live again. The first times and the last times. We were once all pure and untouched. Then we got a little older and naivety seemed like a bad thing. So we corrupt and throw it all away. Eventually we got to a place where we are so destroyed that none of it seems to matter. Or maybe we understand that it all matters in the insignificance of it all. We're all doing the same thing yet it is different to every being. So is there a thing as unique?
In the end we just all want to believe something. Believe that we were worth something. Believe that it mattered. Believe that we were wanted.
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