"No time to wallow through the mire"
I just finished watching a tivoed Classic Albums show of the Doors. UGH, I always feel *so* inspired after hearing the tale of a great band's rise to success and watching the interviews with my heroes. Old rockers really are so wise, but they still have that youthful energy to them. I need an old rocker mentor to talk to. Honestly, I could listen to their stories all day long. And in the show, of course, the whole issue of Jim's life of excess came up. I was really glad to hear them all express the fact that creatives don't need to go hand in hand with self-destruction. That and the fact that the Doors weren't flower power, but rather being realistic about things, portraying both light and dark sides. And always, hearing that Jim was strictly a poet and not a musician really, it makes me think. ...Man, people valued their poets a lot more back then.
I really want to go write some poetry now. You know, I'm not really a fan of Jim's poetry, actually. They function well as lyrics, yes, but I don't think they're quite the poems in and of themselves.
*inspired sigh*
Anyways, for the actual things that happened...lol, I feel obliged to for my future self's reference. :P
-We went to see my brother in the school play of "The Odyssey". He played one of the suiters and one of Odysseus' men. It was pretty well done, for a high school play, anyways.
-Right now, my brother and friends are all seeing "Iron Man", which if you ask me, looks horrible. My mom's left on a retreat this weekend anyways, so I'll have plenty of time by myself tomorrow.
-AP tests fast approaching, and in AP English, we're wrapping up talking about "Rosencrantz and Gildenstern Are Dead". Existentialism is so much fun to think through. I don't believe in it, personally, but it's great for a little head trip. And head trips, as far as I'm concerned, = win. Existentialist literature or absurd theater better be on the AP test this year, because I'll do amazingly.
You know, I don't think that modern humanity should be able to call itself "human". We hardly use our bodies to their full potential. I'll start talking about track and physical pain, but the person will receive it only with a blank stare.
"You know, when your body tenses up because you've reached your physical maximum potential and you're frustrated because you can't humanly pass that barrier?"
"Um...no. Sorry to say, I haven't."
It's ridiculous! What's worse is that people can't even say that on a mental level. You'd think with all our modern society and extra time to sit around, we'd be the ultimate in thinking, ingenuity, and philosophy. But noooo! All we have reeling through our tiny little minds are quaint catchphrases from youtube videos, lyrics, and when we're going to see our friends next. Not a thought about history, original ideas, or even the existentialist's favorite question of "Who am I?"! >.< No wonder people are turning to PETA, saying that we ought to protect animals from being killed. We're practically animals ourselves, and if we start killing cows, then killing humans would logically follow!
Where are all the Renaissance Men and Women?
Katrina
Ps- Before you slip into unconsciousness... I'm going to have the Doors stuck in my head all tomorrow, huh.
I really want to go write some poetry now. You know, I'm not really a fan of Jim's poetry, actually. They function well as lyrics, yes, but I don't think they're quite the poems in and of themselves.
*inspired sigh*
Anyways, for the actual things that happened...lol, I feel obliged to for my future self's reference. :P
-We went to see my brother in the school play of "The Odyssey". He played one of the suiters and one of Odysseus' men. It was pretty well done, for a high school play, anyways.
-Right now, my brother and friends are all seeing "Iron Man", which if you ask me, looks horrible. My mom's left on a retreat this weekend anyways, so I'll have plenty of time by myself tomorrow.
-AP tests fast approaching, and in AP English, we're wrapping up talking about "Rosencrantz and Gildenstern Are Dead". Existentialism is so much fun to think through. I don't believe in it, personally, but it's great for a little head trip. And head trips, as far as I'm concerned, = win. Existentialist literature or absurd theater better be on the AP test this year, because I'll do amazingly.
You know, I don't think that modern humanity should be able to call itself "human". We hardly use our bodies to their full potential. I'll start talking about track and physical pain, but the person will receive it only with a blank stare.
"You know, when your body tenses up because you've reached your physical maximum potential and you're frustrated because you can't humanly pass that barrier?"
"Um...no. Sorry to say, I haven't."
It's ridiculous! What's worse is that people can't even say that on a mental level. You'd think with all our modern society and extra time to sit around, we'd be the ultimate in thinking, ingenuity, and philosophy. But noooo! All we have reeling through our tiny little minds are quaint catchphrases from youtube videos, lyrics, and when we're going to see our friends next. Not a thought about history, original ideas, or even the existentialist's favorite question of "Who am I?"! >.< No wonder people are turning to PETA, saying that we ought to protect animals from being killed. We're practically animals ourselves, and if we start killing cows, then killing humans would logically follow!
Where are all the Renaissance Men and Women?
Katrina
Ps- Before you slip into unconsciousness... I'm going to have the Doors stuck in my head all tomorrow, huh.