Give up everything.

Everything you own
Everyone you care about
Just give it all up

Forget your studies
They won't help you in what you really need
Abandon them

Get a small shitty job where you don't need career prospects
Get a job that pays the bills (barely)
Give up hope for more than what you need

[What you own ends up owning you]
Give up your machines
Your computer
Your television
Yes, even your stereo equipment
[It's only after you've lost everything that you're free to do anything]

You don't need it!
You don't even want it that much
Because it makes you miserable

Think:
When was the last time you were really happy?
When you bought a new car or video or CD?
Or were you with people, and was it a person that made you happy?
Are you happier with people or with your machines?

Does this bother you?

You have no answers, and you ask no questions

Kick back
Fight whatever it is you don't like about yourself
Or them
Or the system
Or the government
Or the world

Don't just sit there and not even observe

Answer questions when people ask them
Think about your answers
Don't just shrug or avoid them or ignore them

Challenge yourself, and challenge everything around you

You don't need a career unless you want large personal belongings
You don't need large personal belongings
A wide-screen television isn't happiness
You say it's for "security"
Do you feel more secure with your new apartment than with thoughts and people?

Give it up
 
 














As a side note, you will call me a hypocrite
But I would
I really would
But I fear one thing
Much much more than I fear the hollowness which I expect I would feel without my computer or my DVDs or ICQ or my music collection
Even more than I fear giving up conventions of my life like Radiohead and driving
I fear abandoning it all
And at the end of it all
When I'm at home with no career
No workmates to discuss current events
No old friends, because they will all leave to pursue lives and careers and all which I abandon
And they will assume I look down on them for their choice
After all this
I fear that
It
Will
All
Mean
Nothing