vanessa

“you are a horse running alone
and he tries to tame you
compares you to an impossible highway
to a burning house
says you are blinding him
that he could never leave you
forget you
want anything but you
you dizzy him, you are unbearable
every woman before or after you
is doused in your name
you fill his mouth
his teeth ache with memory of taste
his body just a long shadow seeking yours
but you are always too intense
frightening in the way you want him
unashamed and sacrificial
he tells you that no man can live up to the one who
lives in your head
and you tried to change didn't you?
closed your mouth more
tried to be softer
prettier
less volatile, less awake
but even when sleeping you could feel
him travelling away from you in his dreams
so what did you want to do love
split his head open?
you can't make homes out of human beings
someone should have already told you that
and if he wants to leave
then let him leave
you are terrifying
and strange and beautiful
something not everyone knows how to love.”
― Warsan Shire

“Why, Mr. Anderson?, Why, why?.

Why do you do it? Why, why get up?.


Why keep fighting?.


Do you believe you're fighting...for something?.

For more than your survival?.

Can you tell me what it is?.

Do you even know?; Is it freedom?, Or truth?.

Perhaps peace?. Could it be for love?


Illusions, Mr. Anderson.


Vagaries of perception.


Temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an existence that is without meaning or purpose.

And all of them as artificial as the Matrix itself, although... only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love.


You must be able to see it, Mr. Anderson.

You must know it by now, You can't win.

It's pointless to keep fighting.


Why, Mr. Anderson?.


Why?, Why do you persist?.




Agent Smith ( Matrix Revolutions Movie, 2003 ).”
― William Irwin, More Matrix and Philosophy: Revolutions and Reloaded Decoded