Trapped in another dimension...

Why do i let other things and people speak to me more than i speak to myself ...or do i let them speak for me...?

I guess i just choose to nod. I've never been so good at shaking hands. I live on the frozen surface of a fireball where cities come together, to hate each other in the name of sport. Nothing is ever just how you plan...i looked up to someone but that someone thought i would look the other way.

I hear what i wanna hear and i take what i wanna take. So then i tell myself: don't be sad, it won't happen like this anymore...

SO WHENS IT COMING? This last new great movement that i can join??

The warnings here: my faith has got to be greater than my fear. I gotta forgive them even if they are not sorry: all the vultures - bootleggers at the door waiting.

I am looking for my own voice...but in others, while it leaves me trapped in another dimension.

I gotta drop my guard. I don't have to be smart all of the time. I got a mind full of blanks. I need to go somewhere new fast. I won't be shy, OH NO! at least deliberately...
No one really cares or wonders why anymore>>>

but i got music!! ...coming outta my hands and feet and kisses.

That is how it once was done, all the dreamers on the run

Were so quick to point out our own flaws in others. If you believe in this world then no one has died in vain.

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Who knew those aren't even my own words!!!

A wise musician by the name of Julian Casablancas speaks those words to me at least once a day and every time he does, i realize something else. Today i realized that i let musicians -like him - speak to me more than i speak to myself.

But why? Why do i put them on a pedestal? 

Maybe it's because i cannot find the words good enough to describe what i'm feeling anymore. It's something i think i used to be able to do, mostly through writing. But i can't anymore so i leave it up to these masterminds to do it for me...

Words are so limiting, you know? There just letters jumbled up together that represent things. I know it's the most important thing human beings can have amongst themselves, but common!! It's just too simple, and uncreative, and set up for everyone to have some sort of common and definite reaction. 

Art doesn't only resort to language as a form of communication and thats particularly why i love it. I communicate through it so that people can have their own understanding of what is being projected and not feel expected to think in a certain way. Art can be interpreted in whatever way that pertains to the viewers experiences and values.

...that is why dance is so magical to me.

Vieni ballare con me :)