Big Brother Is Watching.

This song reminds me of my late teenage angst that would manifest itself by running for miles. A close friend of mine and I would philosophy and reason, desiring some hope and understanding to the movement of the technological revolution. We had no answers as we sat on the unkept grass underneath the towering power lines. We only had each other and our likeness of mind. Refusing to conform while quoting Thoreau, as if he could hear us, somehow hoping to make him proud, that there were still some in this tiring age, who longed for a sincere simplicity, an old, but new way of life.

Dangerous by Big Data