pure, crazy, unspoilt youth.

I wonder if it still exists. The real rebellion. In the youth. Pure, crazy, testing, scandalizing young and unspoilt minds, that don´t care yet about security and fitting into a shaped form. We are so sucked up by commercialisation in all aspects of life, that I don´t know anymore if we can still be genuine teenagers and young people. With our own minds. Our own world. Our own way. But most important of all our own freedom. They say the best time in your life is when you are young, right? But hasn´t that changed? Isn´t the truth that being young nowadays means that most of us need to be so grown up and mature already in order to keep up with the pressure to make it later on? And your head is spinning from all the stuff that they constantly put in your head. What you need to do, own, listen to, wear in order to feel the spirit of youth. There is almost no more space for an emptiness that leads to something unexpected. And the rebellion we think we live has just been created by another spongy marketing tool. But we can´t just blame them. Maybe it´s us who have unlearnt to really enjoy our youth. To be truly reckless. We are all so eager to attain success one day that we only allow ourselves some excessive trips here and there out of our controlled and adapated lives. And our craze for image cultivation have made us into such an easy target for them. Or was it them who have formed us the way they wanted us to be, to be the puppets of their crazy world? Instead of us being the new generation that is setting the tone of what will come. I wonder if it still exists. The pure, crazy, unspoilt youth.