The man is peeking.
We have peeks into people's life, this internet age.
Blog this blog that, paparazzi here and there.
Gossip here and gossip there, hey it never ends here.
Why are we interested in others's life?
Why are we so damn interested in what people say?
We like to become like someone, like Hollywood stars.
Live in mansions and get attentions, it's all the same.
I wanna piece of him. I wanna piece of her.
We are like zombies.
Perhaps photography made it vivid and real.
A day of Monroe. A glimpse of Kennedy.
Oh you can almost imagine being someone else.
It's like slapping a piece of meat on our zombie face.
www.charlesosawa.com
(I gotta update my web.. it's a bit too clutter'y... )
No comments:
Post a Comment