Sunday, October 12, 2008

What Is A Dream If It Doesn't Come True

I let you get back under my skin
I let you break me down again
I let you get close way too close
But I see through it

You gave me that smile and I gave in
And you knew that I would
Time and time again you pulled me in
Just to give me up, gime me up again

Give Me Up Again - Jonny Lang

The dude's pretty good, though I'm not too sure about his other songs. But this one is real nice. Mmm. Yes. So much for an introductory paragraph. So fuck that, and let's just get on with this.

Words are interesting, if you really look at them. They have the power to change things, to shape minds, to make or break, so to speak. Yet they're just words, as many would put it. Hell, there's even a kids' nursery rhyme that goes something like, "sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me". Well whoever came up with that obviously did not go through life as normal people would. Or he/she must've been a deaf person.

Anyway, sometimes, some people are sort of blessed, for want of a better word, with the ability to play around with words. Sometimes these people have nothing else to offer to the world, too. Or, well, that's what these people might think. Anyhow, Extreme had a song that has one part that is still a little painful, now that I think about it. Again. Had to do with words, if you didn't know.

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Setup for some of the shots, yesterday, by the way.

And yeah. So words. A joy to play around with. But. Say the wrong thing, or hear the wrong thing, and your whole world is fucked.

Up . Side . Down .

So some people are learning to go beyond words, and I do think that for those people for whom words are one of the better attributes to the person, it can be quite challenging. For I believe that a person who is quite okay with words is also probably someone who thinks a lot (which in this case means thinks too much about things, or goes deeper into things than he/she should). And with thinking comes great reluctance to do things.

Reluctance, more in the sense that it's because of lack of confidence, I suppose. It's like, "Oh, what if so and so does not like what I do", or "What if other people see me as x (where x is usually a negative adjective)". Sch things do happen, mind you.

So, having said all that, I've somewhat a question in mind, that does seem to bother me at times. It's like that annoying stone stuck in your shoe that you can't seem to get out, nor do you have the time/chance to take out since you're walking very fast to keep pace with a friend who's weaving through people like a snake.

Why?

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