"The Book of Disquiet" by Fernando Pessoa
Pessoa worked on "The Book of Disquiet" most of his life and still never really finished it. When Pessoa died a trunk filled with writings was found, some with clear notes as to how they were to be published, others without, and Pessoa scholars and editors have been trying to make sense of it all since.
Making sense of Pessoa is not the easiest job in the world as he wrote under a myriad (at least seventy-five) of "heteronyms". His heteronyms (as opposed to pseudonyms) are fictional authors with their own literary styles, opinions and biographical details, some of whom were very prolific, others who wrote very little. "The Book of Disquiet" was written by Pessoa's semi-heteronym Bernard Soares, although some scholars claim it was actually begun by another heteronym, Vicente Guedes, who wrote quite a lot of poetry. Bernard Soares might have been his reincarnation, although Guedes' death is disputed. Confused? Reading the book doesn't clear any of it up, but it's a fascinating rumination on everything and nothing.
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you still can't find work---OMG
You got a fast car We go cruising to entertain ourselves You still ain't got a job And I work in the market as a checkout girl I know things will get better You'll find work and I'll get promoted We'll move out of the shelter Buy a bigger house and live in the suburbs I remember we were driving driving in your car Speed so fast I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped round my shoulder And I had a feeling that I belonged And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car I got a job that pays all our bills You stay out drinking late at the bar See more of your friends than you do of your kids I'd always hoped for better Thought maybe together you and me'd find it I got no plans I ain't going nowhere So take your fast car and keep on driving I remember when we were driving driving in your car Speed so fast I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice ...
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