Love is one of the most cruel mistresses that ones mind can have. It causes you to lash out, and seek things greater than your wildest dreams. It makes you act out, do stupid things, become saddened, or become angry. Yet without it I am nothing.
To me cinema is a gateway, it allows you to go to places you will never be, to see things you will never see. It encompasses you with wondrous emotion, whether it creates a sadness deep in your heart, or brings you the unbearable flame of inspiration it makes you feel. It opens your mind to thoughts and ideas you’d never thought possible, allows you to escape from the horrors of everyday life. Cinema teaches us principles that affect everything we do. It gives us perspective, it gives us meaning, it gives us something to look forward to. A journey back, or a journey forward. There is no telling what wonders the big screen will bring to us. We are but a camera recording video in our everyday lives. However unlike normal cameras are videos, are memories cannot be transferred. They are bound to us in life, and our lost to the world in death. We are but a camera, recording video that a director will never see. We ARE Cinema, and Cinema is US. Not all films will be masterpieces but those that are shape the very essence of our souls.
The curse of thought is something which we take for granted. That subtle force inside our minds that allows us to branch into creativity. Yet despite this it is a curse. We comprehend our existence, therefore we comprehend our end. Knowing we will one day die, that the pathway to conscious thought will be blocked is a force that controls us all. In animals such worries do not consume them, they live their lives with such frantic prance and freedom, never comprehending, yet never fearing because of this. The realization of our own existence has doomed us all.
Ever have that one girl who never leaves your brain. When people say “You have a girl” you say “no” but shes the first one your mind goes to. You wish you could have her but you can’t thats how love works sometimes, love is as love does.
Imagine something epically romantic. Imagine one word or sentence or essay or even a book that says everything you want to hear. Now Imagine me saying it. NOT JUST SAYING IT….meaning it. Then pat yourself on the back and hug your computer, knowing I am always there for you.
I have demolished my connections with the horrid site facebook. It shall be abolished from my memory for at the very least one year. It is time to see who my really friends are and who it is that just does shit on facebook. THE goal has been set the fire’s lit time to see what comes of this shit.