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| The Revolution Will Not Be TelevisedIt takes people who are on the outside looking in to recognize whats wrong with things on the inside. People who think of more than just their day to day existence, but the future of their people. Out of their abnormality does creation, and restoration, and revolution occur.
These people are marked by sorrow, characterized by happiness, because it is they that feel for all mankind and yet is is they that unaware that what people think has any bearing on their lives.
To desire the evanescent splendor of temporal, day to day existence as an end is to turn your back on the notion that destination of a journey ended and a race well run are long lasting and more satisfying than the fragile stimulations of this physical existence.
It is the one who learns to rise above the pain, rather than medicate it with the opiates of others approval and praise, the ego massage of judging others, or the thrill of self destruction, that can have an impact. Because it is they that have overcome the world. An endeavor that is ONLY possible through the continued grace of God.
If I didn't believe that with all of my heart I'd be having a lot more fun right now, and have never known what happiness felt like.
The problem with living the life of a revolutionary is the three hurdles that logically accompany it, and the three snares by which people are pulled out to sea.
The disapproval of anyone who doesn't have the capacity, or can't be bothered to take the time to understand why you do what you do. Learning to ignore them, and draw strength from God. Know why you do what you do, be as brutally honest as you can with your self and constantly seek to be more.
Comparisons to other people in life, jealousy and judgement that ensue, because you are not at that moment understood for your potential while they go about seemingly meaningless endeavors that wow and amaze society and reflect all that you dislike about it. You must learn to ignore them, and draw strength from God, seeking to views others from beyond societal norms and stigmas - as people and evaluating their actions as such, seeking the good in them and embracing that without casting dispersions or celebrity upon people who are in actuality as scared and lost as you are.
Finally, desires to succumb - to give in and give up, apathy induced by caring so much that it hurts in the pit of your belly, the daunting fears that you don't possess the courage to deal with on your own. The desire to go back into the matrix, the machine, the system, to seek your fortune, to beg society for a good seat, and work for a better one. Ignore it, and draw strength from God. Or at the end of your days you will wonder what I did as I graduated High School and Film School - is that all there is?
The following conversation occurred between a canary in a cage and a lark on a windowsill. The lark asked the canary, "What is your purpose?"
"To eat seed."
"What for?"
"So I can be strong."
"What for?"
"So I can sing." answered the canary.
"What for?" continued the lark.
"Because when I sing I get more seed."
"There is more to you than that," offered the lark. "If you follow me I can help you find it, but you will have to leave your cage."
Are you brave enough to leave your cage? Have you had enough of sweetly begging the captor to fill your needs? Do you want to see if there really is more?
Pack a bag, kiddies, the revolution is on its way.
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| Life LatelySeptember tution at the L.A. Film school:$33,340 (and some change)
Car window replaced after burgulary: $153
Mac replaced after burgulary: $500 (thanks to insurance)
Flat tire patched: $9.50
Rim replaced: $182
Running in the sprinklers of a median at one in the morning to take your mind off all the stress of life: priceless
Life is rough, but God is good, and there is grace admist the storm... hooray God! | | |
| Too much to say... I think the reason I never post here anymore is the feeling that no one is listening, which leads me to think that I only ever posted so that people would hear... interesting. Well, in the words of Warren Beaty (sp?) why WOULD you say something unless it was for someone to hear?
Not a lot is going on with Valerie - I am bored out of my cerebrum here in Temple, but its all good... Going to PNG in less than a fortnight, so that'll be good and fun, then back, and pretty soon it'll be off to L.A. - I am starting to regain some of my courage. Most of it is just the realization that I will do what I have to do, and I can't be afraid of failure.
It goes for you do - you are capable of doing what you have to do, and not only that but more. Love ya... whoever you are. | | |
| Right, so, updates, updates.... Hamlet got an encore, so it'll be performed this thursday and friday... umm, due to this and some other facts my mother's audio/visual requiem (so to speak) has been canceled, as well as my grades being screwed... I got a car, and got hit the first day I got it (happened to be my birthday), and it's still in the shop... lots of a good stuff, lots of crappy stuff, more of the latter. Not much eloquence, I'm afraid, not anymore, I save it all for my myspace...
http://www.myspace.com/hamletlives
yeah, well, i hope whoever reads this that your heart is light, that your feet are warm, that your stomach's unhungry, and that you feel loved. I love you... whoever you are... | | |
| in seven days the curtain will open on Hamlet's closing performance, in seven days and a few hours it will all be over... a foreshadowing to many avenues - it took so long to get there, and comfortable, but soon it will be over. Good stuff... but I know that, like the womb, I wont miss it - a scary process, that will find me shoved from what warmth ive known thus far into a world of new horizons, but I know I wont look back.
Long live Hamlet! | | |
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