Sometimes, I have an amazing life, and I love it. Then other times, I realize I have an amazing life and look at all I've done wrong and curse why I can't just be punished and move on? I never know which way to turn because I can't see where I came from, or whether it was right or wrong. Will I ever know?
Can't someone lead me by the hand, and help me find my way back to myself? I think I've lost my soul, I didn't sell it. No one took it, I think it just wondered off without leaving a note. It's a strange metaphor, but seriously I feel empty inside and I can't find the courage to go find it.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Monday, June 1, 2009
Shows!
Beauty and the Beast opens this week, thus all my feeling about the show are completely mixed. Why, you ask? Because when a show opens it means it's nearing the end of my connection with said show(and by connection I mean the fact that I almost have no life other than said show)
When this connection ends, it means freedom for all time and eternity until I decide to bondage myself again with another - which I have already done by being cast as Simeon in Joseph - Therefore, as my bondage will remain until August I especially really don't know how I feel about Beauty and the Beast opening. As such, I really don't know why I love them so much, I get very little entertainment value out of said shows but my life is not as happy as when I am in a show! Is this strange? Or is it completely logical once you look at it from a completely illogical point of view?
When this connection ends, it means freedom for all time and eternity until I decide to bondage myself again with another - which I have already done by being cast as Simeon in Joseph - Therefore, as my bondage will remain until August I especially really don't know how I feel about Beauty and the Beast opening. As such, I really don't know why I love them so much, I get very little entertainment value out of said shows but my life is not as happy as when I am in a show! Is this strange? Or is it completely logical once you look at it from a completely illogical point of view?
Friday, March 13, 2009
Music and me
Today, we're going to explore the amazing fantasy that is music. Music it's the greatest theme park, story, and dream all rolled into one. Music is a prayer, a curse, a smile, and a sob for all that you've lost. The thing in my life I can't get over is that I can't write music! I want to give you my soul, but I don't know how to, words aren't enough.
Why is it that I can use someone else's words to express my soul? It doesn't exactly make sense. But, it happens - and I love that. Theater has provided an avenue for all my feelings to escape. It's incredible really, I'm far too scared to do that in person, but as Jack? I can explore a new world, climb a bean stalk, meet a giant! Show my frustration with an imaginary world and yet everyone can relate. It's incredible, a blessing and joy in my life!
Why is it that I can use someone else's words to express my soul? It doesn't exactly make sense. But, it happens - and I love that. Theater has provided an avenue for all my feelings to escape. It's incredible really, I'm far too scared to do that in person, but as Jack? I can explore a new world, climb a bean stalk, meet a giant! Show my frustration with an imaginary world and yet everyone can relate. It's incredible, a blessing and joy in my life!
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
A life thought
The think about thoughts is that they always require thinking. Because to think, will eventually mean that you have thought. Therefore, to have a life thought, you must think about life. Thus, there begins my story on thinking about life.
Life, is fantastic, it's amazing, and altogether amazing. Oh, and it's horrifying, especially when you have to do the growing up part. For the most part, I'm pretty sure I'm no good at life. I mean, I have an amazing time in this strange called Justin's Grand Adventure. Now, how is it that someone leads a good life? I would call my life as a fact, good, but I wouldn't say I'm good at this thing called life; is it that no one is good at life, it's just that you can help make someone else's good? I really don't know, but that's why I'm discussing life and maybe someday I'll actually be brave enough to write about this Grand Adventure Called Life.
Life, is fantastic, it's amazing, and altogether amazing. Oh, and it's horrifying, especially when you have to do the growing up part. For the most part, I'm pretty sure I'm no good at life. I mean, I have an amazing time in this strange called Justin's Grand Adventure. Now, how is it that someone leads a good life? I would call my life as a fact, good, but I wouldn't say I'm good at this thing called life; is it that no one is good at life, it's just that you can help make someone else's good? I really don't know, but that's why I'm discussing life and maybe someday I'll actually be brave enough to write about this Grand Adventure Called Life.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
The Creation
In the beginning, there was Justin 2 other Sheelas, a Mongoose, a Platypus, and Josie. (Josie is a mongoose, but Preston is Josie)
There was also awesomeness in supreme amount of abundance. A father, a son, 3 cheese wheels and Timbuktu.
And Justin said, let there be blogaciousness, and there wasn't. Then Justin came to blogger.com, wrote something down clicked the publish button, and then there was blogaciousness.
There was also awesomeness in supreme amount of abundance. A father, a son, 3 cheese wheels and Timbuktu.
And Justin said, let there be blogaciousness, and there wasn't. Then Justin came to blogger.com, wrote something down clicked the publish button, and then there was blogaciousness.
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