I guess I just wasn't made for this times

I keep looking for a place to fit
Where I can speak my mind
I've been trying hard to find the people
That I won't leave behind
They say I got brains
But they ain't doing me no good
I wish they could
Each time things start to happen again
I think I got something good goin' for myself
But what goes wrong
Sometimes I feel very sad
Sometimes I feel very sad
(Can't find nothin' I can put my heart and soul into)
Sometimes I feel very sad
(Can't find nothin' I can put my heart and soul into)
I guess I just wasn't made for these times
Every time I get the inspiration
To go change things around
No one wants to help me look for places
Where new things might be found
Where can I turn when my fair weather friends cop out
What's it all about
Each time things start to happen again
I think I got something good goin' for myself
But what goes wrong

Essa frase, retirada de uma música dos Beach Boys, retrata muito bem a minha situação atual. O vestibular tem influência? Com certeza, mas não é so isso. São perspectivas sombrias para daqui a 5, 10, 20 anos, um futuro que se dirige a um abismo, uma curva muito perigosa que condena o motorista descuidado à morte. Enfim, se formos pensar bem, todos os caminhos nos levam para o grande fim. Excetuando alguns neoconvertidos, todos vivem em desespero, inclusive os crentes. Não vou aqui pregar nenhuma doutrina de resignação, talvez no futuro, ou quem sabe nunca.

I knows there's an answer/Hang on to your ego

"I Know There's An Answer"
I know so many people who think they can do it alone
They isolate their heads and stay in their saftey zones
Now what can you tell them
And what can you say that won't make them defensive
I know there's an answer
I know now but I have to find it by myself
They come on like they're peaceful
But inside they're so uptight
They trip through their day
And waste all their thoughts at night
Now how can I come on
And tell them the way that they live could be better
I know there's an answer
I know now but I have to find it by myself
Now how can I come on
And tell them the way that they live could be better
I know there's an answer
I know now but I have to find it by myself

Hang On To Your Ego
I know so many people who think they can do it alone
They isolate their heads and stay in their safety zone
What can you tell them?
What can you say that will make them defensive?
Hang on to your ego
Hang on but I know that you're gonna lose the fight
They come on like they're peaceful but inside they're so uptight
They trip through the day and waste all their thoughts at night
Now how can I say it?
How can I come on when I know I'm guilty?
Yeah, hang on to your ego
Hang on but I know you're gonna lose the fight

A mesma melodia para duas músicas diferentes, mas interligadas. É essa a resposta que esperávamos. Não exatamente, na verdade eu particularmente não esperava resposta, não ainda. Que tenha vindo tão rapidamente, é quase um milagre, se estes fossem possíveis.