Sometimes it takes a movie....Sometimes it takes a mountain...
... to make you realize just how stupid you are/have been.Needless, this was an amazing movie to watch and get drawn into, both in story and in pure visual respect.
It made me wanna drink and smoke! (see the movie, you'll understand)
This definately isn't one of those pictures that you can walk out of the theatre and just accept, but instead it gnaws a bit at you, slowly, and leaves it's mark over a short period of time.
One little note....It definately makes me look at some of the things I have done in my past and try to re-evaluate them, and definately regret them.
I regret not acting differently in some situations...
I regret not sticking certain things out till their conclusion...
I regret not looking before leaping into that pit...
I regret giving up as often as I have...
I regret alot, but I have to learn acceptance and eventually move on, before things eat me up inside...
Sometimes it takes a mountain.
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go curl up infront of the fire, think and recover....I drank a little too much last night.
Trippers and askers surround me,
ReplyDeletePeople I meet, the effect upon me of my early life or the ward
and city I live in, or the nation,
The latest dates, discoveries, inventions, societies, authors old and
new,
My dinner, dress, associates, looks, compliments, dues,
The real or fancied indifference of some man or woman I love,
The sickness of one of my folks or of myself, or ill-doing or loss or
lack of money, or depressions or exaltations,
Battles, the horrors of fratricidal war, the fever of doubtful news,
the fitful events;
These come to me days and nights and go from me again,
But they are not the Me myself.
Apart from the pulling and hauling stands what I am,
Stands amused, complacent, compassionating, idle, unitary,
Looks down, is erect, or bends an arm on an impalpable certain
rest,
Looking with side-curved head curious what will come next,
Both in and out of the game and watching and wondering at it.
Backward I see in my own days where I sweated through fog with
linguists and contenders,
I have no mockings or arguments, I witness and wait.
[Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass]
I was reminded of this by your post. Best wishes for a Happy Holiday.