Evening Party People!
Love is the word of the day, don't worry I'm sure tomorrow it'll be grease so all you Musical Theater peeps can take it easy for a day.
It's1:30 in the morning and my mind is racing which is odd because I didn't think it was in that good a shape to jog much less race.So here I am with my sweetie sound asleep via her "rain" app on her phone and I'm amazed that this is my life as it stands. Granted I'm broke right now so that part isn't so amazing but the rest is pretty awesome.
So where was I? Oh yeah,Love! So what do I love? For that matter what is love? It could either be a battlefield,blind,cruel,unyielding,unrelenting,awesome,deadly, or in some cases war. A lot of harsh words to describe something that's supposed to be so beautiful.I've used those words to describe love on many occasions. To me Love was a kin to a tornado that tore through the trailer park of my soul. I didn't trust love for many reasons, mainly because when I did fall for a gal she usually wasn't interested, that or she was toxic.
Then it hit me a few years ago around the time my wife and I separated that it hit me, I didn't know what love was, at least not in a relationship setting. Sounds lame huh? I didn't believe it myself for awhile. I mean I bet we all saw the saw movies, listened to the same love songs , and saw the same prince sweep the same damsel in distress and live happily ever after. So how could I not know?
I think a lot of it might be found in the paradox of art. Art such as movies and song are meant to tell stories and tales of such things and we take them for truth because we can relate to it, or at least want to. As truthful as it might be, it's only a story, it's only real to the one who made it, not to the audience. For a young kid to base his knowledge of love on a ballad of lament and sorry is only asking for trouble.
"We learn how to lie most effectively so we can bring truth to the stage"- Some stuffy AMDA person.
Did I find love? I'm not sure, but I know it's not like what I thought love was a few years ago and that's promising. When I say that I'm not just talking about my sweetie but life and people in general and what the hell, I'll throw myself in there as well.
I'm not sure I can say exactly what love is but I can say this, I've found to get the most out it the reaction is much stronger through action as opposed to words. To listen without judgment is a great trait to have but it actually means something to the world when we use it as opposed to just saying we have it. Saying we have self esteem is one thing, doing something to bring one of our dreams to fruition is another feat entirely. I could go on and on but I think you get the idea.
How can I put these thoughts into reality as it pertains to me? As for my relationship I do my best to love Jennie moment by moment as opposed to "till the end of time". As for myself? I'm organizing my friends into playing a gig next month at a music festival.
So many irons in the fire perhaps this was the red hot passion I've heard so much about.
Till next time Party People,
Keep on a Chooglin
Love is the word of the day, don't worry I'm sure tomorrow it'll be grease so all you Musical Theater peeps can take it easy for a day.
It's1:30 in the morning and my mind is racing which is odd because I didn't think it was in that good a shape to jog much less race.So here I am with my sweetie sound asleep via her "rain" app on her phone and I'm amazed that this is my life as it stands. Granted I'm broke right now so that part isn't so amazing but the rest is pretty awesome.
So where was I? Oh yeah,Love! So what do I love? For that matter what is love? It could either be a battlefield,blind,cruel,unyielding,unrelenting,awesome,deadly, or in some cases war. A lot of harsh words to describe something that's supposed to be so beautiful.I've used those words to describe love on many occasions. To me Love was a kin to a tornado that tore through the trailer park of my soul. I didn't trust love for many reasons, mainly because when I did fall for a gal she usually wasn't interested, that or she was toxic.
Then it hit me a few years ago around the time my wife and I separated that it hit me, I didn't know what love was, at least not in a relationship setting. Sounds lame huh? I didn't believe it myself for awhile. I mean I bet we all saw the saw movies, listened to the same love songs , and saw the same prince sweep the same damsel in distress and live happily ever after. So how could I not know?
I think a lot of it might be found in the paradox of art. Art such as movies and song are meant to tell stories and tales of such things and we take them for truth because we can relate to it, or at least want to. As truthful as it might be, it's only a story, it's only real to the one who made it, not to the audience. For a young kid to base his knowledge of love on a ballad of lament and sorry is only asking for trouble.
"We learn how to lie most effectively so we can bring truth to the stage"- Some stuffy AMDA person.
Did I find love? I'm not sure, but I know it's not like what I thought love was a few years ago and that's promising. When I say that I'm not just talking about my sweetie but life and people in general and what the hell, I'll throw myself in there as well.
I'm not sure I can say exactly what love is but I can say this, I've found to get the most out it the reaction is much stronger through action as opposed to words. To listen without judgment is a great trait to have but it actually means something to the world when we use it as opposed to just saying we have it. Saying we have self esteem is one thing, doing something to bring one of our dreams to fruition is another feat entirely. I could go on and on but I think you get the idea.
How can I put these thoughts into reality as it pertains to me? As for my relationship I do my best to love Jennie moment by moment as opposed to "till the end of time". As for myself? I'm organizing my friends into playing a gig next month at a music festival.
So many irons in the fire perhaps this was the red hot passion I've heard so much about.
Till next time Party People,
Keep on a Chooglin
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