Saturday, October 22, 2011

up, down, round...and round

In a city that doesn't sleep, the dichotomous pinnacle of extreme wealth and severe poverty, you are supposed to run on the proverbial hamster wheel to make it 'to the top'.

BUT- How can you reach the top if you're going in circles?

If not the top then where?
Hmmm.... Nirvana- Zen- Hollywood- Graceland- Disney- Death... where do we get the gold medal?

Perhaps it's at the bottom? Since the hamster is always at the bottom.... that’s just a law of gravity and life too. Right? But do we always obey laws?
The laws of grammar, driving, fashion... what happens if you break one?
I broke them all today- here I stand, triumphant, in my mismatched, illiterate, stop-sign ignoring glory.
I guess that means I don't qualify for a prize. It should go to someone more deserving, who subscribes to a standard and rational zeitgeist.

I'm more like Dali's 'Dream Caused by the Flight of a Bee around a Pomogranate a Second Before Awakening', you can speculate the symbolism, but never really know the truth. Perhaps it's meaningful, or maybe he was just crazy. You'll find the answer at the end of the carrousel, if you ever decide to get off.