There must have been a time…
“There must have been a time, in the beginning, where we could have said - no. But somehow we missed it.”
This quote comes from a scene in Rosencrantz & Guildenstern Are Dead. I am often reminded of it when life hits me, hard.
Every child born with ten fingers and ten toes has the entire world open to them. That child can grow up to become the President of the United States, a NASA astronaut, a Hollywood star, a Fortune 500 CEO, happily married, happily employed, a proud parent; they can have it all.
But most of them don’t…why?
There really wasn’t a point at which I could have said - no, or perhaps more accurately: yes, yes me!
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I beg to differ my friend, and differ I will. There is always a time. The time is always now. Say yes now! or no. No doors have been shut no windows are closed. Thats too easy.
NOW LOOK HERE MISTER, if that’s your real name? It seems to me (and I do speak for the WORLD) that what you had better try some good ol fashioned OBEYING. Thats right, obey! I remember the last time the GOP convention was in Philly, the Anarchists in W. Philly put signs all over saying RESIST!!! Now that’s fine and dandy if you’re a rebel, but YOU my brother must OBEY. In fact, for your own good I must demand that you carry around a CERTIFICATE OF COMPLIANCE.
See, it feels better already.
You are SO CLOSE to normal!
Thank you for begging to differ, izrae.
When I read your comment, it makes me think of a lyric from an Evanescence song I like:
All that I’m living for
all that I’m dying for
all that I can’t ignore alone at night
all that I’m wanted for
although I wanted more
- lock the last open door
my ghosts are gaining on me
I’m trying to find ways to say yes - and no - in my own way.
Love ya.
Oh, no…it’s that pesky BrotherInLawRebuttal (BILR) again.
First of all, BILR, mIsTeR is indeed my real name, although as you can now see, you capitalized it incorrectly.
Second, you do not speak for the world; you may only speak for West Philadelphia, Anarchists, and the GOP.
Third, I hear and obey, my Imperious Leader. By your command, I hear and obey. O Captain! My Captain! Aye, aye, mi capitán.
All I can say, BILR, is that I am glad one of us is so close to normal.