Saturday, June 25, 2011

Our Fictional Lives.

God, I missed blogging!

So for my first blog entry in my year-long hiatus, I'm going to muse upon life, drama and all the experiences in between your entry into the world and your exit out of it.



You ever wonder how experimental you're willing to allow yourself to be? I mean, here's the thing. It's an age-old saying that you only live once and you have to do everything you can in your allotted time slot on this planet. But how many experiences can your really play with without having your own inhibitions or external restrictions stop you? I mean, not a lot of people get to have near-death experiences but if you seek to have it, you're either going to die prematurely or survive without feeling anything grand or life-changing. I mean, face it, movies and tv shows have dramatized everything so much that we when we actually get to have our tv drama 'moments', you notice the lack of appropriate background music, missing lead characters and a serious lack of editing.



But then, that's where life gets more interesting than drama. You get to really experience the difference between the two and understand that there is no neat wrapped up ending to chapters but just interlinked continuity of more chapters to follow. You're still going to think about your grandfather who died even though he died months ago and your grieving finally stopped. You're still going to flashback to your better or worse moments with the ex that ruined you even though you've completely and wholly moved on. A victory in your workplace is momentous and climax-worthy but you realize that there's a lot of cuddling and post-coitus cleaning up to do in order to turn that victory into an overall turning point in your life. And just because someone's forgiven you for something doesn't mean they've gone ahead and forgotten about it. A tv show is anything from 20 minutes to 60 minutes long. A movie is roughly 90 minutes to 200 minutes long. Seasons, sequels and reboots eventually end. Life, however, and every episode of it that you run through is as long as you have it. And you're the constant viewer to the events of your own life. This means if your life were a grand big movie franchise or a classic tv series, you'd be the lead character, director, editor, viewer and reviewer of it all. And your series would never get cancelled until or unless your ability to think gets halted by a minor bout of amnesia, death, brain-vegetation, death, a coma you can't wake up from or even death.



Expand your limitations. Try everything. And I don't mean the ridiculous stuff like weed and pissing out of a moving car, which ANY lazy bastard would put on his bucket list. Cheat on your girlfriend. Pick a fight with an opponent who's eight times larger than you. Experiment with failure and combating it. Jump into a relationship with someone who you're in love with but is loaded with complications that would make the relationship doomed. Know what it's like to really put yourself out there. Talk to a random stranger on the road and ask him what he had for breakfast today. Try to learn six new languages roughly enough in a short time frame. Kick an unhealthy habit cold turkey, just to see how long you can do it. Get lost and explore areas you'd never otherwise venture into. Know what it's like to be absolutely self-less even when it's inconvenient to do so. Go bald. Get a tattoo. Get a bald chick with a tattoo.





People can set their paths and follow it, and that path can define them for life. And that's fine for the most part because we need that sense of stability and direction in our lives in order to survive. So broaden your horizons as much as possible. With that I leave you with a hi-ho and an Elementary Watson!



That's all folks.