A week without progress, a week (in fact) walking backwards, devoid of excitement, or newness, or inspiration is very bad for the human's creativity. Another falling out with the faith in your partnership with the rest of mankind, one in a sequence of thousands, leaves you feeling like fighting another time. Not today.
Every television show, song on the radio, advertisement in a magazine, story in a newspaper...it's all just someone else succeeding, somehow. Mario Lopez. Heavily made up young women being televised at the Grove discussing Snooki, a crowd around them, taking time out of their day just to hear what they might be saying (including me). Vanna White, night after night, decade after decade, touching letters that light up, always smiling. An American icon.
Fire engines. Sunshine. Women. Traffic. One long smear.
I like it better when something pisses me off than when things just go on and on and on...
Every television show, song on the radio, advertisement in a magazine, story in a newspaper...it's all just someone else succeeding, somehow. Mario Lopez. Heavily made up young women being televised at the Grove discussing Snooki, a crowd around them, taking time out of their day just to hear what they might be saying (including me). Vanna White, night after night, decade after decade, touching letters that light up, always smiling. An American icon.
Fire engines. Sunshine. Women. Traffic. One long smear.
I like it better when something pisses me off than when things just go on and on and on...
Fame, glory, artistic success...so easy for some, so hard for others. Just watched The Social Network, and it got me thinking along similar lines...who will I be? Mark Zuckerberg is a smart guy, destined to be known for his achievements, as well as his billions. But all those other smart guys? I just watched the movie an hour ago and their names are already forgotten, left on the scrap heap of nameless failures. Even if they are rich. I sleep at night knowing that if I make it, it'll be because I did it my way, being me, not some grinning, vapid shell of a human like Vanna White or Mario Lopez. And if I fail, it will be doing it my way as well. Fuck everyone who doesn't get that. I wouldn't trade my potential for a hundred million dollars if it meant my success would be capped at turning letters on Wheel of Fortune.
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