I run as fast and as far as I can
I cant stop, wont stop
There no option there is no other choice
I cant let myself be caught
I have to stay ahead
People are born, live and eventually pass away.
We wake up one morning as someone, anyone.
but is that ever enough,
is being oneself enough
I have a headache
than i just feel sick,
and now im not feeling very well
Other times i find myself numb
stuck in a routine
where everything is measured by the next time I catch a breath
a living being who struggles,
divided between a strict mind and sense of adventurous spirituality,
between a strong will and a weak heart.
A trail of tears left behind
I need to hide before they catch up to me
My eyes blurred with tears as I struggle to breathe
Running to my next task
Forced by the pressures of the city
Time sculpts the clay of my life
With its rigid hands
Shouting its high commands through alarms
As it collects my daily payment of attention
And when i find myself savoring life's sweetness
Time sprints behind my back
When pain drops my heart from my chest,
It linger, rubbernecking from the wall.
It enclose the whole of my life
In that circular frame,
Ever spinning in its infinite math,
Drunk with power
An intangible enemmy
stumbling on my two feet, I fall
Closing my eyes, i wish to fall asleep
to escape reality
But they say that to win is to rise each time you fall.
Get up and win that race
For this project I was inspired by Carl Honore’s award winning book, In Praise of Slowness. Praise of Slowness traces the history of our strenuous bond with time and discusses the eventual results caused by this accelerated lifestyle imposed by our culture.
“We live in the age of speed. We push ourselves to be more efficient, to cram more into each minute, each hour, each day. Since the Industrial Revolution shifted the world into high gear, the cult of speed has pushed us to a breaking point.
Living on the edge of exhaustion, we are constantly reminded by our bodies and minds that the pace of life is spinning out of control.”
My goal was to make the reader question what time really is, our relation and perception of it, and the way that it is measured. I wished to create an endless book, an infinite cycle which would oblige the reader to read it over and over again.
This book should challenge one’s perception of time as well as make the reader aware of the increase pace of our lifestyle but most importantly it will prevent the reader from reading this book like any other task, to which you could determinate by the time it would take to complete. The readers will be confronted to an unusual journey throughout a chaotic and almost unreal universe, alluding to the pace of life most of us are living in but are oblivious to. A universe where time is oppressing and called into question. An Alice-in-Wonderland-like voyage in a fantastical city, with unusual events, peculiar sequences and whimsically remarkable scenery.