"peeple of zee wurl, relax."
Tennessee Williams wrote, "We all live in a house on fire, no fire department to call, no way out, just the upstairs window to look out of while the fire burns the house down with us trapped, locked in it."
In a certain sense, the guy was correct. Yes... But oh! What a view from that upstairs window!
What this Tennessee failed to mention was that if we look out of that window with an itchy curiosity and a passionate eye, with a generous spirit and a capacity for delight, and, yes, the language with which to support and enrich the things we see, then it DOESN'T MATTER that the house is burning down around us. It doesn't matter. Let the motherfucker blaze!
"peeple of zee wurl, relax."
In a certain sense, the guy was correct. Yes... But oh! What a view from that upstairs window!
What this Tennessee failed to mention was that if we look out of that window with an itchy curiosity and a passionate eye, with a generous spirit and a capacity for delight, and, yes, the language with which to support and enrich the things we see, then it DOESN'T MATTER that the house is burning down around us. It doesn't matter. Let the motherfucker blaze!
"peeple of zee wurl, relax."