Storytellers are simply the best.
Whether it's Eminem:
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
Garth Brooks:
That summer wind was all around me
Nothing between us but the night
When I told her that I'd never
She softly whispered that's alright
And then I watched her hands of leather
Turn to velvet in a touch
There's never been another summer
When I have ever learned so much
Staind:
And it's been awhile
Since I could look at myself straight
And it's been awhile
Since I said I'm sorry
And it's been awhile
Since I've seen the way the candles light your face
And it's been awhile
But I can still remember just the way you taste
Storytellers walk the fine line between genius and insanity with bus routes to both. They take those 26 letters of the alphabet and do amazing things with them. They make us laugh and weep and feel so deeply in our souls that we ache.
Whether the storytellers medium is song, book, or television, these words and feelings become part of our make-up.
How many of us cried during M*A*S*H*'s last episode? How many of us laughed at the end of Newhart? How many of us remember seeing those legs walk up the stairs by Cheers after Sam Malone said that they were closed and felt a sense of loss?
THESE are the moments that creative people crave. They've touched you with something they've plucked from their mind and introduced to you. They've pushed a thought outside of themselves and offered it up in this oftentimes harsh world.
Books and songs and television changes lives. It's really that simple.
Why would I want to do anything else?
Grins*
Whether it's Eminem:
I'm friends with the monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
Garth Brooks:
That summer wind was all around me
Nothing between us but the night
When I told her that I'd never
She softly whispered that's alright
And then I watched her hands of leather
Turn to velvet in a touch
There's never been another summer
When I have ever learned so much
Staind:
And it's been awhile
Since I could look at myself straight
And it's been awhile
Since I said I'm sorry
And it's been awhile
Since I've seen the way the candles light your face
And it's been awhile
But I can still remember just the way you taste
Storytellers walk the fine line between genius and insanity with bus routes to both. They take those 26 letters of the alphabet and do amazing things with them. They make us laugh and weep and feel so deeply in our souls that we ache.
Whether the storytellers medium is song, book, or television, these words and feelings become part of our make-up.
How many of us cried during M*A*S*H*'s last episode? How many of us laughed at the end of Newhart? How many of us remember seeing those legs walk up the stairs by Cheers after Sam Malone said that they were closed and felt a sense of loss?
THESE are the moments that creative people crave. They've touched you with something they've plucked from their mind and introduced to you. They've pushed a thought outside of themselves and offered it up in this oftentimes harsh world.
Books and songs and television changes lives. It's really that simple.
Why would I want to do anything else?
Grins*
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