"Life is like a ride in an amusement park. When you go on it, you think it's real, because that's how powerful our minds are. And the ride goes up and down and around and around; it has thrills and chills and it's very brightly colored, and it's very loud but it's fun for awhile.
Some have been on the ride for a long time and they begin to question: is this real, or is this just a ride?
And other people have remembered and they come back to us and they say: "Hey! Don't worry! Don't be afraid ever, because this is just a ride!"
And we kill those people.
"Shut him up! I've got a lot invested in this ride! Shut him up! Look at my furrows of worry. Look at my big bank account and my family. This has to be real."
It's just a ride. But we kill those good guys who try to tell us that, you ever notice that? And we let the demons run amok. But it doesn't matter, because it's just a ride, and we can change it anytime we want. It's only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings of money. Just a choice right now, between fear and love."
- Bill Hicks
2 comentarios:
Había un cuento que leí no hace mucho, de un escritor argentino, vaya uno a saber quién (debería prestar un poco más de atención a estas cosas) que contaba los instantes en los que un hombre se debatía al borde de un precipicio. Él sabía que tirarse no significaba morir, pero tampoco sabía qué le esperaba con el impacto. Y el cuento, brevísimo, relata esos momentos en los que se debate internamente sobre sus elecciones, no sólo las de ese instante, sino de su vida entera, que ve reducida al momento de dudar con un pie en el vacío. Me hizo acordar muchísimo este fragmento que subiste a ese cuento.
besos!
un groso HIcks, la verdad un groso. Muy bueno el blog!
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