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Pump up the Friendship
I just got done watching Pump Up The Volume after getting a bunch of bard business resolved happily. The movie's not great, but I enjoy it. And it reinforces some of my own thoughts and fears and passion.
I know in the grand scheme of things, I'm no Christian Slater. Hell, I'm not even a David Garza. But when you share your thoughts, people have a habit of creating their persona. They think they know you, but a journal is only a fraction of me. I can try my best to share who I am, but I will fail miserably, and people will hate me for it.
If I'm terrified of sharing then, I may as well sit in my cubicle and rot away. And I'm not. But I guess it still sucks that there's always gonna be so much misunderstanding.
One of the biggest probs with my music is communication with my partner. We come from two different worlds. Neither is better. They're just different. And it's a bitch to communicate between us. But it has to be done. And there WILL be problems without a doubt. We won't always get along. But thank God, we enjoy the music enough to stick with it and get past our bitching differences.
Gripes. We all have them. And I will never be perfect except in the mind of someone who wants to glamorize my life. But a part of me doesn't want to be glamorized. Yet, people will do it. I guess I see why people like Enya keep so much to themselves, but it's not for me.
I guess you could say I'm destined to be criticized, belittled, and insulted. As long as I promote myself in a strong consistent manner, people will have problems with my actions. But then, you could also say that's the case of anyone who believes in something. So I'll take a moment to stop whining and "talk hard".
Slainte!
Posted by Marc Gunn on Tuesday, January 06, 2004 |
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