Do you ever wonder about the infinity of self? I mean really think about it. Not as a fleeting moment while you bathe or brush your teeth or even while packing up your things to leave for work in the morning. We've been told we can renew and re-invent ourselves as often as we like. Is this true? Is it as often as we like? Or perhaps as often as we are able. Is this merely a luxury of the microcosm or can the Macro benefit as well?
What happens to the old selves we leave behind? Like unwanted fluid is re-appropriated by the body, is it reabsorbed into The Psyche? Recent world events have caused me to question the nature of reinvention and loss. Who reinvents who, in the end? Wouldn't Sameness be truly boring after all?
Axiom Fun // If 6 Was 9 (featuring Bootsy Collins) // 1995 (ish)
Got my old world to live through
Ain't gonna copy you
White collar conservatives....
They're hoping soon my kind will drop off and die
But I'm gonna wave my freak flag high
What happens to the old selves we leave behind? Like unwanted fluid is re-appropriated by the body, is it reabsorbed into The Psyche? Recent world events have caused me to question the nature of reinvention and loss. Who reinvents who, in the end? Wouldn't Sameness be truly boring after all?
Axiom Fun // If 6 Was 9 (featuring Bootsy Collins) // 1995 (ish)
Got my old world to live through
Ain't gonna copy you
White collar conservatives....
They're hoping soon my kind will drop off and die
But I'm gonna wave my freak flag high
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