a myspace blog....now an LJ blog too....lookit the little writer go!
Started this a couple weeks ago...tweaked it a minute ago.....
looks great on paper, crap on grass:
So I was appalled to hear that new Billy Corgan song on the radio again. Lameass borrows the melody lines from a failed disney cartoon and gets his song on the radio. I have such contempt for copycats. Esp. copycats who bank on their unoriginality.
One could always argue that, with the limitations of a set number of scales and notes and all, that one is bound to find the same melody line repeated. If this is the case then one should recognise that said melody has already been used and move on to a variation or try something new. This goes for anything produced... art... media...casseroles...literature...anything...(seriously)
If we all spend our times trying to model our lives to resemble someone else's, then we are all wasting our time being discontent with what we can't have and who we aren't. I'm me and I can't be anything but. Variety is swell. Wasting my time and life trying to fit into a category or define myself based on a music scene or someone I idolize would be an excersize in futility. Constant failure (due to unrealistic, PSYCHO goals) would surely turn me into a grumpy, defeated, frustrated hag. Plus, I love being Jessi....even the ugly crappy things about me are my very own and help to form the individual I am.
Sameness = lameness.... I don't want to take someone else's projected idea of happiness & success and subjectively adopt it as my own. That sounds about as exciting as waiting in line or taking a stadardized scantron test.
Sometimes the vastness of everything occurs to me, and when it does it usually catches me off guard, I either feel defeated and small, or I feel like there's nothing in the world stopping me from absorbing and discovering it all. I feel vastness inside of me. There are so many choices to make concerning every aspect of life. Too many to get caught up trying to imitate someone else. Possibilities and opportunities and ideas are being conceived and attempted everyday. I want to be a part of it all. I want to contribute. I want to have a voice and I want my voice to sound like revolution, I want to be seen and I want to look like originality and openmindedness, something different from every angle. I want to be remarkable. I want to know everybody's side to every story, hear what everyone has to say, see things from everyone's perspective. I want to learn every idea, read everything written, hear all the music my ears can stand, meet as many different people as I can and have them share with me everything my little, astonished brain can absorb.
(Eventually) I want to share my perspectives and my lessons learned and my life to move others, to touch them, to inspire them, heal them, make them happy. When I try to discover what life is for and why I am here I never get very far and I haven't figured much out yet....but I like to think (and i have for many years) that I was put on this earth to make other people happy (TURBO-happy)...and to have as much fun as possible before I fucking die....i'll shit on anyone who tries to stop me.....
I know there are so many different ways for me to implement and accomplish my dreams and goals.....I want to make use of every single one......scratch that.....I will make use of every single one, even the ones that haven't even occured to me yet.....
w00!
looks great on paper, crap on grass:
So I was appalled to hear that new Billy Corgan song on the radio again. Lameass borrows the melody lines from a failed disney cartoon and gets his song on the radio. I have such contempt for copycats. Esp. copycats who bank on their unoriginality.
One could always argue that, with the limitations of a set number of scales and notes and all, that one is bound to find the same melody line repeated. If this is the case then one should recognise that said melody has already been used and move on to a variation or try something new. This goes for anything produced... art... media...casseroles...literature...anything...(seriously)
If we all spend our times trying to model our lives to resemble someone else's, then we are all wasting our time being discontent with what we can't have and who we aren't. I'm me and I can't be anything but. Variety is swell. Wasting my time and life trying to fit into a category or define myself based on a music scene or someone I idolize would be an excersize in futility. Constant failure (due to unrealistic, PSYCHO goals) would surely turn me into a grumpy, defeated, frustrated hag. Plus, I love being Jessi....even the ugly crappy things about me are my very own and help to form the individual I am.
Sameness = lameness.... I don't want to take someone else's projected idea of happiness & success and subjectively adopt it as my own. That sounds about as exciting as waiting in line or taking a stadardized scantron test.
Sometimes the vastness of everything occurs to me, and when it does it usually catches me off guard, I either feel defeated and small, or I feel like there's nothing in the world stopping me from absorbing and discovering it all. I feel vastness inside of me. There are so many choices to make concerning every aspect of life. Too many to get caught up trying to imitate someone else. Possibilities and opportunities and ideas are being conceived and attempted everyday. I want to be a part of it all. I want to contribute. I want to have a voice and I want my voice to sound like revolution, I want to be seen and I want to look like originality and openmindedness, something different from every angle. I want to be remarkable. I want to know everybody's side to every story, hear what everyone has to say, see things from everyone's perspective. I want to learn every idea, read everything written, hear all the music my ears can stand, meet as many different people as I can and have them share with me everything my little, astonished brain can absorb.
(Eventually) I want to share my perspectives and my lessons learned and my life to move others, to touch them, to inspire them, heal them, make them happy. When I try to discover what life is for and why I am here I never get very far and I haven't figured much out yet....but I like to think (and i have for many years) that I was put on this earth to make other people happy (TURBO-happy)...and to have as much fun as possible before I fucking die....i'll shit on anyone who tries to stop me.....
I know there are so many different ways for me to implement and accomplish my dreams and goals.....I want to make use of every single one......scratch that.....I will make use of every single one, even the ones that haven't even occured to me yet.....
w00!