Quote Of The Day: "Anywhere you go, let me go to. Christine, thats all I ask of you" ~The Phantom (Andrew Lloyd Webers 'Phantom Of The Opera')
Evening friends, its been a bit since the last post I suppose. Id like to say that its because ive been busy or that I've had a lot to think about and couldnt find the time or energy to write here but it simply wouldnt be true. I cant even say that I've been too depressed to write. Rather I havent written because I found myself caught up too much in reality, a place I've often despised. I go to work, come home, get up in the morning and exercise when I can. I suddenly found myself in a place I have dreaded, complacity. I work in a cubicle damnit!!! I cannot tell you accurately how much I loathe my job, I hate knowing that what I do doesnt do ANYONE!!! any good whatsoever, that I a merely one of thousands who all do the same damn thing and not one of us truly does it any better than the other. I hate that I even started putting that job first above things id rather do in life. Money is one thing but my sanity and my pride are not for sale. I hate this place, this very hole of a void in the world. The people here are complacent and cowed, they feel so very little and know nothing of the greatness of the world around them. I was looking up on something, a memory and a thought of something long ago and I had a yearning to reach out to it, to listen to it unconditionally until it was done speaking because at the moment that I was looking at it I was feeling weak. I felt sorrow for it because I know the power and the passion that lies within, then the memory of what had happened returned I remembered that nothing so vile and nothing so undeserving of happiness will ever hold my sway again, ever bare witness to my weakest moments and be given full access to my counsel.
No, for my passion has returned and I am whole once more. My time here is quickly coming to an end and my journey to more is beggining. Rest assured that all the things that have come before and gone unanswered will return to haunt those that have wronged me and I alone will be their judge and pronounce their sentence and deal their punishment personally. To all those who know that my ire holds a special place for them, pray that I never fulfill my true potential because if I do I swear to you that I will return here and with every resource I have access to I will make sure that you feel the full weight of the misery life can bring. You will know poverty, you will know lonliness, and every immoral and illegal thing you have ever done will return to haunt you and ultimately bring you down. You are already beneath me but given time the rest of the world will see you for who you truely are, enjoy your time until then.
Was that a bit dramatic? Yes it was, but it is also true. Life is meant to be dramatic, we are not meant to be so lack luster as we often are. Good God half of you people are so dull, so undramatic that id be very much surprised to learn that you have enouch passion in all your mind to so much as ever show any of it. Who ever told you that its wrong to show that you arent dead yet, that you arent allowed to pledge your love to someone in a public forum or tell an enemy that they will rue the day they met you? This isnt wrong, this is life, this is how we are meant to be, we are not animals that have limits to the things they show. We are humanity and that carries a ring of passionate nobility with it. If you are angry then shout and yell it out so that everyone knows, if your in love then let the person know and fuel the flames of their passion as well, and if your happy then smile and do somethign to celebrate that happiness. If only we had stereos to play theme music for our moods. Think of all the organ music we would hear when someone is holding great amounts of dramatic anger in them, or how oftne the Vader March would play, how trumpets and bells would play to annouce the declaration of love, how many times at night we would hear Lady In Red or some various love song as two people realize their passion for each other. How grandeous would breakups be if they could only be put to music. Perhaps that a project to hink about for later. In fact that is somethign you should all do. Pick one or two songs for every emotion you feel in a day and play them for someone and let them guess what kind of day you had. And as im sure some of you are wondering, what would a typical day be like for Lord Shawn? Well there would be at least one song from The Phantom Of The Opera and then various things of little note during the day but then at night you would hear things like O'Fortuna, Colonne Sonore, Cannon in D, 'Come Fly With Me', 'I Need A Hero', and of course 'The Way You Look Tonight'. Perhaps 'Learn To Be Lonely' a bit too often but we all ahve our hangups I suppose. For now goodnight and learn to be passionate, learn to express yourself as you were emant to do. Oh and remember all great civilizations are built ont he back of slaves and serfs.
SVS
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