Once you turn 26 or 27, you realize that your "twenties" are, and always were, a fucking hoax. You thought that the time between 20 and 30 would be a long time, a bit like the time between 10 and 20, but suddenly you're feeling disoriented, asking yourself "How can I be 27? I was 24 just a couple of weeks ago. What the fuck is going on here!!!!!!!!!" Suddenly time is acting in new ways, and you just don't recognize it anymore. When that happens, you either hold on to your Teenage Genius fantasies (and suffer) or find something deeper and stronger to believe in.
There must be better and cooler things to be than young.
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Some people intuitively understand what you're referring to when you use the word soul.
Others just go "Souls don't exist!!!!" They just don't get it.
Here's a song my soul loves:
Those guys get it. Life's the story of / ascending to the stars as one. I know. Damn right, brother.
I think it's really mysterious how some people are born, like everyone else, and then when they grow up, they end up doing something like this. Like where does it all come from?
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