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2003-05-21//12:26 a.m. Kia Ora- -Jim Morrison, The End, 1967 The lyric above is dedicated to all the Buffy, The Vampire Slayer fans out there. True, I myself have watched the series since the very first episode but I wasn't really all that choked up over the end. Maybe I will be when there are no new episodes to watch, but by the time 2001 had rolled around V had become so obsessed with the show that it was too much. Either way, it was an entertaining show and will be missed. I had a revelation. I have seen the next phase of the whole Evil Badstar thing and it is something called Father Night. I can't explain right now, but I am pretty sure that is what the next incarnation will be. And after coming up with the name it unintentional verbal lineage struck me as Darth Vader (loose Dutch for "dark father") and perhaps "NAcht-FAther". So it just makes sense to me, just ties in. Now lets see if I can actually get writing on the Evil Badstar saga or if it will forever remain just a sorta-geeky-cool internet name. We will see. Time will tell. Tell me something, are there thoughts, theories, or ideas in your mind that you could never be able to verbalize or explain? Words wouldn't do them justice and the means to express them in a written or artistic sense are beyond capability? Have you ever thought that perhaps human explaination and comprehension is some watered down version of that which we cannot express? Perhaps there is no absolute answer that our minds can grasp, just glimpses of Glory? Maybe the first step is seeing beyond, the second step is recognizing the vastness and complexity, the third step is the action of being able to understand and create it. That is the barrier. I know can see things in my mind that I will never be able to explain or draw, it is beyond me. But I recognize the existance of these concepts. Perhaps that is the key to unexplained phenomenon, aliens, angels, ghosts, and demons. Perhaps that is the path to enlightenment. Perhaps that is way of the Lord. Perhaps the ancients knew this (the Egyptians, the Mayans, the Atlantians). And maybe our corporeal forms don't have the ability to reach the third step, but our bodies are a means to reach a final end and the meaning of life is to strive towards the third step. I dunno. Just a thought I had while driving home. Oh, and my homepage is now called American Idle. I think that's appropriate. Enough of this for tonight. Sleepy now. Keep the faith. -Nafa.
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