'Writers are liars by nature, but just because of that, don't discount us. For it is through our lies that we tell the truth. Our stories become the mask.'

Thursday 3 January 2013

A Jolly Good Revolution Mr. Jones...a jolly good old one, harharharhar






I have been struck with a vision...
 
   Maybe it was part of what I was born to do...and I don't even know where exactly I fit into the picture in regards to the whole subject I'm about to talk to you about.
 
And I know you guys - my beloved readers - don't like too many deep and heady subjects...
 
      I don't even like it too much, though I do seemed to be plagued by notions of gloom and end-time scenarios and so on. Meaning, even though a lot of this haunts me so much...I find that mainly one of the only ways to cope is to write and choose to look at it all with a mindset that is familiar to me.
 
What I mean...is that I want to really start something...
 
      Do you ever feel like (putting aside the fact that so much of the media is yabbing about this subject all the time pretty much, as well as various websites and books.) everything is beginning to clash together, that something in the way the world and everything is is reaching a tipping point? That things can't keep going on like this...that the noose is tightening a bit more heyy?
 
I'm not trying to be religious or stuff anything down your throat...but what I am trying to do is just say this stuff...so I don't go mad and so that there feels to be more of a possibility of being prepared if something happens.
 
Things have been happening.
    America...falling slowly over the cliff towards what will most probably be another recession, a police state almost becoming what we are in the West, with how insane and small all the laws are that can damn us in the most humiliating and excessive way. We are a herd of cows to them , providing our money and them trying to ensure that we can be as miserable as we like...just as long as we don't die and continue doing what they want us to do.
We are living in a prison...and I can't bare where I feel this all to be going.
 
So....
 
    If you're somehow still reading after that dark and depressing rant, I wanted to say that there is also a way to still have freedom. What if I called...to all the mad men and women, confused lovers, artists of all kinds, dancers, wearers of long and shameless hair, those who are considered less and those who are considered more, those of the light-filled mines and those haunted by shadows...all those that are the different and lonesome.
If I called to you, and you answered and we all vowed here and now...that one day, if it ever gets really bad that we feel something truly must be done. We will hold freedom in our hearts because we will answer the call. That if things became like that we would still remain unchanged and people who own their own minds and that will find a way.
 
What is lost is merely hidden by a few turns in the road and shadows...a mere trick of the light...
it is only continuing to search...that will enable us to find.
 
Make your own small differences and rebellions.
     I'm not talking about going out to a store and refusing to pay the GST because its' a useless and evil tax. It's nice to glide through though. I'm talking about the sort of bad where free speach and right has been taken or squashed down to almost nothing. It's the enemy of art, and we must continue...despite that.
   If the officials of then in our future wish to beat me over the head because I wrote something that was considered politically-incorrect I think I'll bare the punches with a grin.
 
:D
 
   So....ahm, aside from all of that, my 2013 so far has been one of inspiration and ideas...and an increased feeling of time speeding up. But, amongst those ideas is one that I have begun to believe will be the magnum opus of my written works one day: aka, when I'm published. I can't tell you what it's about, as it's, ahm...top secret, hush hush but what I will say is that: think of one of those magnificent trees...that has roots that go down to every point of life and the globe...an everything tree.
If you can envision that, you can envision something of my book.
 
 
     I'll leave you with the comment that I had a magnificent day today...with a dear friend who here I shall call Rose :] , and who with I saw the movie les miserables today, an equally magnificent movie that reconciled me in so many ways of heart and mind. :]
 
 
    Much Love,
 
   Miss CLScarlett xx

 

 

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  1. PS. Unfortunately my photo folder has stopped working so I was forced to use pics I've used in the past...I'm sorry for any perplexity this may cause.

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