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It's Not Romantic

Started by LHX, April 29, 2007, 05:01:34 AM

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LHX

It's not romantic.

This thing you're looking for - that thing you are striving for...

That achievement.

"The answer".

That shining moment with others watching...

Perhaps the silencing of the critics?

The scene where they come up to you and say "Oh damn... you were right about everything afterall!"


You are not going to hear those words.

It's not romantic like Hollywood.

You don't get to see the explosion from afar.

You don't get to observe it from safety.

You won't escape to the mountains just before the shit hits the fan.


The shit will hit the fan even in the mountains.

No.

Your place is here in the thick of it - and it has nothing to do with your preferences.

Until you resolve to accept that, this situation will linger.

On and on and on.


Escapism is yesterday's tactic. A dinosaur. Old technology that doesn't work.

And the Hollywood ending is an illusion.


The only option is to find the hidden charm in the reality of the situation.

The silver lining that will give a person enough backbone to endure seeing things that they do not want to see.

The foundation that will allow a person to stand up to the shit storm that comes along with not following the masses.

The accusations.
The finger-pointing.
The misunderstanding.

And then to be faced with the responsibility of forgiving these same people as they get their asses whipped by the universe.


By all known conventions, this path is thankless.

By unknown conventions, this path is the only path.
neat hell

Jasper

I'd paraphrase this, but you're too right to even bother.

cyberus

Quote from: Felix on April 29, 2007, 05:18:23 AM
I'd paraphrase this, but you're too right to even bother.

The only thing I have to add to that is :mittens:
The bun-sellers or cake-makers were in nothing inclinable to their request; but,which was worse,did injure them most outrageously,called them prattling gabblers,lickorous gluttons,freckled bittors,mangy rascals,shite-a-bed scoundrels,drunken roysters,sly knaves,drowsy loiterers,slapsauce fellows,slabberdegullion druggels,lubberly louts,cozening foxes,ruffian rogues,paltry customers,sycophant-varlets,drawlatch hoydens,flouting milksops,jeering companions,staring clowns,forlorn snakes,ninny lobcocks,scurvy sneaksbies,fondling fops,base loons,saucy coxcombs,idle lusks,scoffing braggarts,noddy meacocks,blockish grutnols,doddipol-joltheads,jobbernol goosecaps,foolish loggerheads,flutch calf-lollies,grouthead gnat-snappers,lob-dotterels,gaping changelings,codshead loobies,woodcock slangams,ninny-hammer flycatchers,noddypeak simpletons,turdy gut,shitten shepherds,and other suchlike defamatory epithets; saying further,that it was not for them to eat of these dainty cakes...

Triple Zero

:mittens:

real pisser that, escapism dont work :(
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e-prime disclaimer: let it seem fairly unclear I understand the apparent subjectivity of the above statements. maybe.

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Jenne

It's never the happy-ending you wanted it to be.  It's never the good-boy feeling.  More like the aw, shit.

I like this, LHX.  Well said.

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Cramulus

Escapism works just fine, but only for so long.

P3nT4gR4m

If shit is getting flung at me I can take it

If it's getting flung at other people I can laugh

I been proved wrong on the latter, countless times but you'll only prove me wrong on the former once. And what's more I bet I don't give a shit.

I'm up to my arse in Brexit Numpties, but I want more.  Target-rich environments are the new sexy.
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