Saturday, October 15, 2005

Sweet Charity

When Lucy came over last week, she bought me a full-price ticket to see the show Sweet Charity. (Oops... I feel heartache... lol)

I met Lucy in Vancouver where after I took on the identify of a Lucy.

She is among the ones that I could call a friend for life.

You could leave them along for thousand years. Those whom you could go without contact for thousand years and would reconnect immediately after you get back together.

(She and her sister, whom now have two kids, have been such wonderful friends to help me through the time when I was going through the magaimact experiences from that big time jack ass from hell and the drama after drama invoked by the thing called love invented from my pre-psychotic piece of mind lol).

It must have been late 1996 or early 1997 when I last saw her.

It must have been 4-5 email correspondence we had before we met again with each other.

She has now grown to be a real business woman though she hasn’t lost her style of being spent-thrift when she knows how to.

I remained to be the cheapskate from hell through all the years due to the life’s lessons.

The show she eventually decided to see was Sweet Charity featuring Christina Applegate whom was the gorgeous blond in Married with Children.

The pinky theme would have not been one of my first choices for the in-line status for box offices.

Funny enough… This production was one of the very few productions I could relate to in too many a perspective… and in too many a song.

To sum it up in power point format:
§ Somebody loves me.
§ There is a better life out there…. I will get out.
§ I am the bravest individual.

Check out this link for clips of the songs http://www.sweetcharityrewards.com/content/themusic.html
(Sorry, dial up connection at home doesn't allow me the leisure of browsing through items that require broadband connection... :-x)

Believe it or not, there is gonna be one of this day when I find someone to love me, when I am finally out there with a job that gives me insurance that even covers the teeth, and when I could look at myself and say, “Gee, you are one of the bravest individual that I have ever seen.”

I don’t want a tragedy like the love promised by dying together found in Aida.

I want a comedy that allows me to reinvent myself from who I am regardless of anything (be it what others could accept or what I really could accept.)

And, yes, quoting what I eavesdropped from the street this evening... I am done playing and it's time to grow up to do.......

P.S. I was gonna buy this shirt for Lucy for it was much like her style.


    


Monday, October 10, 2005

Death

Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality.


We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
And I had put away
My labor, and my leisure too,
For his civility.


We passed the school, where children strove
At recess, in the ring;
We passed the fields of gazing grain,
We passed the setting sun.


Or rather, he passed us;
The dews grew quivering and chill,
For only gossamer my gown,
My tippet only tulle.


We paused before house that seemed
A swelling of the ground;
The roof was scarcely visible,
The cornice but a mound.


Since then 'tis centuries, and yet each
Feels shorter than the day
I first surmised the horses' heads
Were toward eternity.
--- Death by Emily Dickinson


I heard myself reciting the first part of this poem on a daily basis (it might have something to do with the fact that it is the first two sentences that I memorized lol)

Death does frighten me for it sets an arbitrary end to all that I could do in this life.

In other words, I am racing with nothing but the time… the limited amount of time granted to me by both life and death.

I believe in reincarnation (my cultural indoctrination).

However, what I have fears for is the failure to contribute anything to the collective good and do nothing more than wasting the limited resources on this planet. (BTW, such fear might be either the manifestation and/or the origin of depression. lol)

Next life is next life and what about this?

Ever wonder what mental health conditions could teach you? lol

Gotta get back to the task list and try to get done with the to-do list before I forget it... :-x