Images of a picture painted by my mind as days go by.
I just got done whatching The Millennium Actress, a wonderful Anime romance. It was such a deep story line, it went through eras of the main charaters movies as well as her life, skipping back and forth through a millenia. If you haven't seen it yet i strongly recomend you do, although it is a subtitled movie without an English version as to my knowladge, yet still, a wonderfull movie.
As I finished up listening to the comentary for it I was reminded of how i wished to be an Anime character and how I imagnied I would look.
I wish to be an intense contrast to the sky, standing stalwart against it.
I wish to be shown 'front of jagged landscapes showing a distance and intencity.
The true escence of what how i think and my mentality in which i do so.
I wish to be shown with goggles on, obscuring my who I am so none see yet wonder.
"Who is that boy off in the distance, scarft blowing in the wind, standing as if fighting the sky in retribution as a reckless spirit?"
Contrasted with life to the point where I am noticed, yet not by my own will for i would be the man sneaking around corners suspiciously completing unknown tasks, thought to be criminal yet all for the good of Him.
I imagine myself on a motorcycle, rolling over endless road going to a place i never seem to come to.
With hair blowing in the wind, eyes obscured, clothes flowing as if moving forward yet standing still against the tide all the same. Not wanting to break hearts yet quietly doing so in nievity. That man in the distance that you glimse as he leaves your town forever, yet he seems to do this everywhere and none know where he truely resides. For he resides in the hearts of youth, he is the rebelious spirit that we all know at one point. Weather he be stuborn, knowladgeable, stalwart, or mysterious. He drifts away to other lands in the hearts of a new generation as the old drifts into a new state and settles down. Yet some never settle down, the continue to travel untill they are either no longer compelled to or simply fall where they stand. Sometimes that is the fate of some men, may it be my fate i will welcome it, yet may it not and it will be none the different.
Imagine closely depicted to the boy in FLCL the Anime, as he stands, guitar in hand against the sky, stairing upon the present soon to be left behind...
As I finished up listening to the comentary for it I was reminded of how i wished to be an Anime character and how I imagnied I would look.
I wish to be an intense contrast to the sky, standing stalwart against it.
I wish to be shown 'front of jagged landscapes showing a distance and intencity.
The true escence of what how i think and my mentality in which i do so.
I wish to be shown with goggles on, obscuring my who I am so none see yet wonder.
"Who is that boy off in the distance, scarft blowing in the wind, standing as if fighting the sky in retribution as a reckless spirit?"
Contrasted with life to the point where I am noticed, yet not by my own will for i would be the man sneaking around corners suspiciously completing unknown tasks, thought to be criminal yet all for the good of Him.
I imagine myself on a motorcycle, rolling over endless road going to a place i never seem to come to.
With hair blowing in the wind, eyes obscured, clothes flowing as if moving forward yet standing still against the tide all the same. Not wanting to break hearts yet quietly doing so in nievity. That man in the distance that you glimse as he leaves your town forever, yet he seems to do this everywhere and none know where he truely resides. For he resides in the hearts of youth, he is the rebelious spirit that we all know at one point. Weather he be stuborn, knowladgeable, stalwart, or mysterious. He drifts away to other lands in the hearts of a new generation as the old drifts into a new state and settles down. Yet some never settle down, the continue to travel untill they are either no longer compelled to or simply fall where they stand. Sometimes that is the fate of some men, may it be my fate i will welcome it, yet may it not and it will be none the different.
Imagine closely depicted to the boy in FLCL the Anime, as he stands, guitar in hand against the sky, stairing upon the present soon to be left behind...