Disparity & Dispute
Wednesday, June 30, 2010 10:17 PM
I don't really know what to say when people ask me, "Who do you want to be?"
Who do I want to be? Well, I am all I can be, so how can I be more than what I am? Confused you there didn't I. But we are humans, hardly perfect heinous people, and we often like to delude ourselves for enjoyment or otherwise. And since blogging is (sort of) a form of entertainment, I shall begin my digression.
Who I want to be is not too different from what everyone else dreams of being but never realistically consider. I don't want to be at the top; i'd much rather be on top on my game. Everyone wants to be a pioneer in their own way, to be hailed as a genius, appreciated by the masses, be praised and not insulted for divulging from conventions. I want to be the Wes Anderson across several fields; the auteur of awe and art. Why should I specialise? Can't any one person be good at everything? Should it be frowned upon or deemed arrogant ambition to acknowledge your limits, then get into a large freight truck, travel at high speeds you didn't even know existed and tear them down?
And as always the human answer is, in a nutshell, yes. Just like Sheldon was wrong to point out that he was smarter than everyone else, the unwritten rule is that you can't even speak facts about fiction (or even plain facts) without Thor aiming a thunderbolt thorn at your throat and robbing us of our fresh, farcical freedom. In fact, people will just spark off and spin off tales of deceit without prompt, stepping on heads to succeed and the criticism paradox where the mediocre and superior exchange swear words.
We're only human, as they say.
I hope you've realised my extensive use of alliterations. They're absolutely, and appropriately for that matter, amiably affable. I just love Jeff Lindsay's writing style; his alliterations are never overpowering, overwhelming and always used in style.
I say, Goddamn to all who destroy our delicately intricate dreams!
OHMYBEJAYSUS I STILL LOVE RELIENT K
Wednesday, June 30, 2010 10:17 PM
I don't really know what to say when people ask me, "Who do you want to be?"
Who do I want to be? Well, I am all I can be, so how can I be more than what I am? Confused you there didn't I. But we are humans, hardly perfect heinous people, and we often like to delude ourselves for enjoyment or otherwise. And since blogging is (sort of) a form of entertainment, I shall begin my digression.
Who I want to be is not too different from what everyone else dreams of being but never realistically consider. I don't want to be at the top; i'd much rather be on top on my game. Everyone wants to be a pioneer in their own way, to be hailed as a genius, appreciated by the masses, be praised and not insulted for divulging from conventions. I want to be the Wes Anderson across several fields; the auteur of awe and art. Why should I specialise? Can't any one person be good at everything? Should it be frowned upon or deemed arrogant ambition to acknowledge your limits, then get into a large freight truck, travel at high speeds you didn't even know existed and tear them down?
And as always the human answer is, in a nutshell, yes. Just like Sheldon was wrong to point out that he was smarter than everyone else, the unwritten rule is that you can't even speak facts about fiction (or even plain facts) without Thor aiming a thunderbolt thorn at your throat and robbing us of our fresh, farcical freedom. In fact, people will just spark off and spin off tales of deceit without prompt, stepping on heads to succeed and the criticism paradox where the mediocre and superior exchange swear words.
We're only human, as they say.
I hope you've realised my extensive use of alliterations. They're absolutely, and appropriately for that matter, amiably affable. I just love Jeff Lindsay's writing style; his alliterations are never overpowering, overwhelming and always used in style.
I say, Goddamn to all who destroy our delicately intricate dreams!
OHMYBEJAYSUS I STILL LOVE RELIENT K