Watched 3:10 to Yuma at ran's place last night and that show i say is pretty solid. Kinda like this kind of movies with a certain amount of 'epic'-ness in them. perhaps its that want for me to prove myself to the world or to others which attracts me to these shows.
Its all because I'm dancing with Life. who had been one hell of a mesmerizing partner all the way till now and with the looks of it, promising to be more so as days go by. And when you're dancing with such a partner, there's an underlying need to perhaps, outdance and outshine her, or may I say a want. It may have as well been that Life was duelling with me. Dealing me blow after blow and using all sorts of coercion, threat and enticement to try tempt or plummel me to submit to it. But i prefer to see it as a dance where we are partners, but fighting for a single prize. And thus try to outdance and outshine each other. But after all, we are partners and when i'm at my worst, there's always dear old Life to talk to, and yeah. she'll understand.
People always personify Death in media, books or their minds. But as from my blog, I've recently came to the conclusion that Life, too, should be personified. For she's not destiny, who people may confuse her with. Nor any of the endless personified in the picture above. She's more of a secret partner, the 'invisible friend' of the child, the telephone lover of the love forsaken, the imaginary foe of those training in combat. She's the friend, the mentor and the foe. And she's a she. At least to me. She's like the beatles song 'She's the kinda girl you want so much it made you sorry' kinda girl. Someone who could trip you, trap you and destroy you again and again but yet you will never blame her. Ok, maybe for a moment you will, but it's never for long. For you know, as she breaks and deconstructs, so does she nurture and lend the hand you need. And sometimes you want to run away from her, when you're life's a mess, but Life will never allow that, she's like the moon that never has a new moon, the dog that never wants to leave your side. And you want to impress her, by trying to get on top of her. but you never will. for when you almost do, or when you feel that you almost do, Life will spring another suprise on you and suddenly you find yourself below again. Some never learn, and keep trying to get 'on top of their Life'. But as i said, Life won't allow it. Life is supposed to be treated as a partner, hands held, walking through the gardens of destiny and the graveyards of dream. And to take whatever she brings you, whatever suprises she may spring, whatever quarrels you may have together and to walk through them. And i guess, at the end of our journey through the garden of destiny, and when you see Death standing ahead of you, there's when you bid goodbye to Life, a lifelong friend and foe, forever, with great memories of the journeys done, regretless. And for the first time, you unlock hands, and Death leads us away into well. the dark.
Well.
Till next time.
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