Thursday, December 31, 2009

The Cliff Is My Tomorrow


Bold, stoic, weathered, aged, stone.
The cliff.
Stand on the edge, contemplate the end or absorb the world from a vantage point unlike any other. Watch life around you, or live your own instant. Beautiful display of the immense strength of nature.

From the top, you can end everything.
From the top, you can be everything.

Live or die.

I stood on the cliff, I made my choice.
It's a new year, time to make yours.

Monday, December 28, 2009

symbolize your face

Last night, I dreamed I was fighting ninja cats on a rainbow of sparkling cheeseburgers, then playing mandolin for Weezer.

You want some symbolism?
Symbolize your face

holmes

A leaf fell from a tree. It spun in lazy circles, drifting from side to side until it fell to rest on the road. Soon after landing, it was run over by a car and thrust in to the air again, falling for another car to hit it and fling it back up.

"That leaf is so much like my life. I fell from my high, happy place in such a swirling, confusing fashion. I zig-zagged on my way down, different directions I took. And when I thought I was at my lowest I was thrown back in to the air to take the fall again."

No, that leaf is not like your life.

Stop looking for angsty symbolism in meaningless things. Call me ignorant, say it's not my place, but if you're going to draw nothing but sadness from nature, close your eyes further than they already are. Nature, our environment, our surroundings, I don't think we're meant to take symbolism so heavy from it. Why can't we just appreciate the beauty of the leaf falling? It's autumn colours, it's gentle path, the natural artistry of the breezes that carry it. Or the brilliance of the human ingenuity that designed cars, came up with the idea of combining so many of nature's elements to provide us such a useful service.

Beauty ought to bring us happiness, not cast us in to sadness. A falling leaf is an obscure example, but daily people draw miserable meanings from beautiful things. The grey sky, a rainy day, a cold breeze - they're not sad! (Unless of course the weather has a chemical effect on your brain.) We have to appreciate the beauty, not use it as an excuse to wallow in misery.

Don't tell me that happiness is the same as wallowing sadness. Don't argue to me the natural emotional state of humans. I don't give a fuck. Happiness is better and you know it. Even if you don't believe in the scientific facts about chemicals in the brain, you've no doubt felt happiness in contrast with sadness. You're so in love with your sadness that you're trying to justify being sad over happy.

Happiness is harder in the beginning but OH MY GOD IT'S WORTH IT IN THE END SO JUST STOP BEING MISERABLE. kthx

oh holmes.
Like Mike Holmes or Sherlock Holmes.
Build it right, do it right.
Quit looking for symbolism.