Thursday, January 20, 2011

The Rose Petal Remains

Been trying to conjure images in my mind without the help of influences from films, TV shows and music but they always somehow slip in. I even think of them when I'm half-asleep, eventually waking up and losing all of what my mind had randomly thought of.

I used to think my neighbours were girl classmates who were working on a secret project of theirs and it involves voyeurism. Whenever, I looked out the window of my room, I could feel that they were watching my every single move. They would giggle to themselves and take notes down to evaluate if I were a great guy to hang out with. I really do shudder at the thought of the idea. Paranoia always got the better of me and my imagination just screws me up even more.

But I like imagining things, you know? Imagine how things would play out. It's really similar to writing a script and you're the lead actor in your movie.

Before you say I'm really obsessed with the medium, think about it...

Aren't you writing a script everyday? The moment you wake up from your slumber, you're already thinking ahead of what to do. Before you interact with a person, you have already thought of all the possible reactions the person is going to have. You would think before you speak. You would have plan everything. Isn't writing a script akin to planning what to do and say?

The thing about writing a script to your life is that you will have expectations and the bigger the letdowns are when the reality don't meet your expectations.

I guess what I'm saying is: Write your life with caution.

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