scatterbrain

i'm afraid. being naive sure is a great big crime against yourself, which is why we end up with stiff shoulders and necks that seems to be stuck like a log buried inside a fucking mountain. well. anywells. people, listen. listen to the glory of our heartbeats. being naive makes you shiver with joy, makes your adrenaline rush and your senses never come to an end because you wholeheartedly believe in something. being sceptic is the antidote of naiveness, i guess. and when sceptical you frown upon everything, of course. frowning makes you stiff and stiffness makes it harder to look around. being naive. i wish i were. but sometimes life gives me opportunities to let it all flow in under my skin, taking control over the blood and transmitting signals to my body - ecstacy god how i miss that. euforia enhanced by life, not substances. being naive. is to not be sober. whatever makes you drunk - you lose it when growing up, but replace it with fermented, carbonated and drinkable livelihood of others. is it a vicious circle? is replacing in itself a bad thing? whoever knows has no reason to be alive.