Remember the Righteous Brothers saying "you've lost that loving feeling...no it's gone...gone...gone...woooooooohhh...". Well sometimes I really feel that I've lost that loving feeling, that brings bundled with it loads of passion. Another day to describe it is saying something like "...well with the passage of time...".
Yesterday I was sitting with my new found acquaintences, and we were all discussing what can now safely be termed as our youths. Everyone (even the most withdrawn and aloof) had amazing stories to tell. Stories that somehow you don't believe, nodding your head with a smile and saying inside "yuh right!".
I mean who would believe that you would walk on a 12 inch pipe about 30 feet above an raging flow of water, tip-toe your way to the very center, sit down, and well, just smoke. Reason for that, "I liked the view of the stream from there, plus it made for a pretty good picture". I guess one wouldn't, but I always would because I was one among four who attempted this.
But believing in these stories isn't the point. I was doing the nodding and laughing inside bit myself yesterday at another's story, when this incident came to mind. This with so many like it, from round about the same time. The point is that in our youths we are these complete nut cases, not afraid to do anything, filled with a passion for life. What the Brothers would call "that lovin feeling"!
Even love then was this amazing and perfect thing, and all high school romances would last a life time. No horrid memories of the past seeping in to totally ruin the good moments of today. Life was ahead of you, and you would live forever. There would never be an existence of the Achilles' heel.
Fast forward to present day. Well you would never walk to the center of the pipe, and if you see some kids attempting that, you'd just smirk and think what's the future of this world which would be run by these doped up, delusional $%&^%&...
That loving feeling has been replaced by extreme caution and sensibility. With a consciousness about the future, and a sense of responsibility nullifying our every natural instinct.
You've lost that lovin' feeling...
Whoa, that lovin' feeling...
You've lost that lovin' feeling...
Now it's gone...gone...gone...wooooooh...
Next time then!
P.S. Tsunami death toll nears 200,000 now...
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