Some days you make sense. No one can deny that. You and I we happen to be a part of that crazy scene. That’s why I’m going down on Wall Street. And I’m going down on jealousy.
We don’t know if it’s fear or desire. What was that drug that takes us higher? Was it the simple things like going out of your home and taking a coffee surrounded by strangers? Or was it a full appreciation of 3 days in the mountain during winter and going skiing with a friend?
Now let’s be clear about this: the one thing that is making people crazy is fear. And you don’t know if it’s desire. Take for example the assassination of Samir Kassir in Beirut. Who is responsible for that? After all, it’s someone who wrote a history of Beirut. And that couldn’t be an easy task.
Forget about all you learned about money, love and fights. The only important thing is understanding if it’s fear or desire.
Is History Really Full Of Tragic Scenes?
To me, adolescence can be severe and cruel. It’s as if you played a tennis match and lost 6/0 6/0 6/0. But some people experience severity and cruelty on a daily basis. Today that’s my daily bread. Is it normal?
It’s sure to end in tears. Who feels like a lonely stranger here? I don’t really know what’s going on right now. Except maybe for the chemotherapy that won’t stop knocking on the door of my heart.
Get out of here chemotherapy. You’re uninvited. Hit the road and don’t come back no more. I’m not afraid to feel it: I fell in love with the product at 17 and got rid of it in a few months. I can do it again.
So many atomic bombs are still waiting at the door. So many Lebanese people hung on just to watch Syria go down.
Where Can We Be Now Except Nowhere?
The song from U2 is right: some people look for me but my spirit is in the air. With the clouds and other atmospheric phenomenon like a hurricane. I do think a hurricane happens when someone under pressure meets someone lazing on a sunny afternoon.
Under pressure: splits a family in two and put people on streets. Nobody asked for that special brew that intoxicates your life like 99 years of prison. This brew is so special: you don’t know if it’s fear or desire.
It’s as if someone told you he didn’t know if he was in Paris or Beirut. It’s true yesterday I talked with a friend and I didn’t know what day we were. I just knew it was a day of the week.
Sometimes a nice approximation is enough to survive. I might be somewhere between the devil and the deep blue sea.
What Other Special Brew Do I Know?
I know 2 other special brew: the one from Asterix and the one from Cream (Eric Clapton). I know there might be others but right now it’s the only other brew I can think of. And let’s remember the first one: you don’t know if it’s fear or desire.
- A special brew that can give superhuman strength. That’s the special brew from Asterix. And remember that Obelix doesn’t need to take some since he fell inside when he was a little child,
- A special brew that kills what’s inside you. That’s the special brew from the song by Cream and Eric Clapton. Some might call it ignorance. It can happen sometimes if you receive anonymous letters or if you’re looking for the person responsible for the triple 6/0.
Now I’m also thinking about the special brew from Tristan and Iseult. And let’s head to the conclusion of that post about fear.
Can We Survive If We Don’t Go Crazy?
With fear, you will find partners in crime. I wonder if ignorance couldn’t be defined this way: “I’m not sure of one thing”.
Readers of this blog know that I am sure of one thing: to reproduce a sound on a computer with perfect fidelity, you only have to sample to twice the highest frequency of the sound (Shannon sampling theorem). Also if you want to remain faithful with your partner, avoid bars and discotheques full of hungry people.
I’m also sure of one thing: the person responsible for my current heartache/headache is Alois Brunner and the people he trained in Syria. I can imagine them very easily:
- Saboteur #1: We need a chemical weapon that we need to give to Lebanese people. Maybe we can find one in the wonderful Occidental medicine!
- Saboteur #2: Look what I found: Roaccutane! It’s a former chemotherapy that they recycled for treating acne vulgaris! They say it’s an atomic bomb!
- Saboteur #1: Those guys are obsessed with money. Let’s try this on the children of our Lebanese brothers and sisters! I love this job.
You don’t know if it’s fear or desire. One thing you can be sure of: you have to have a few things you can rely on like love and glory.