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Jun. 13th, 2006|06:55 pm |
Esmu pārsteigts - darbs vairs nedz satrauc, nedz arī piesātina ar kādu īpašu sajūtu. Tas tiek vienkārši darīts. Laikam šādi notiek pārvēršanās par mirstīgu darba cilvēku. Vēl tikai jāsarūpē sev alus vēderiņš un rūpju pilns skatiens - lai visiem šķiet, ka tas ir nopietns, dzīvē nostabilizējies cilvēks.. Tālākais notikumu attīstības scenārijs jau gadu tūkstošus atpakaļ ticis izstrādāts. Viss jau paredzēts. Viņi jau sen mani gaida..
Pink Floyd "Welcome to the Machine"
Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
Where have you been?
It's alright we know where you've been.
You've been in the pipeline, filling in time,
Provided with toys and 'Scouting for Boys'.
You bought a guitar to punish your ma,
And you didn't like school, and you
know you're nobody's fool,
So welcome to the machine.
Welcome my son, welcome to the machine.
What did you dream?
It's alright we told you what to dream.
You dreamed of a big star,
He played a mean guitar,
He always ate in the Steak Bar.
He loved to drive in his Jaguar.
So welcome to the Machine.
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