I am the quiet observer, who sees everything around me. I see all that happens and I see nothing that is going on. I just sit there quietly, turn the volume off and watch, hoping to store some information or new ideas in my brain, and it all happens when I see something particularly irregular or observe a change that I have been looking for all my life. I see it all at once and even though I can't make sure to remember it all, I still know what I have seen and how extraordinary it is or how I can compare or push it into another momentum of memory that I have stored for this waiting opportunity. It is all new and then not at all, and there is nothing that goes past me. I am the quiet observer, who sees but doesn't hear, who knows but doesn't say, who wants but won't take. Sure as hell that is me. What else would I be doing?
Observing is other peoples obsession, observing is my passion. I am the observer and nobody knows it. They see past me and I see them, and that is what is so wonderful about this damned that will not observe me, but only let me observe it and never talk to it. The ways of mastering to be an observer. I don't try to understand people, because there is no way to understand people, especially people who have no means to be understood, but I try to figure life out. I try to understand the meaning of life, and I try to understand peoples way of living, the roles people give themselves, and the place where life has placed them. I have troubles with knowing sometimes and other times I simply know to much. That's just my role and my place in life.
And the best part is that you can be an observer no matter where the hell you are. And that is exactly what I am. Just that The quiet and the knowing observer. I am simply just a tired, irrelevant observer.