Live Life Like An Encore. [March 10th, 2011]
Let the others be content to live like the landscape. To be looked over and looked past. To blend-in and be inanimate. Like Still-Life. With their regrettably still-lives. To be forgotten when they aren’t there. And left holding on to the present, because they’re too afraid to grasp at the greater future slipping past…You? You were born to be the horizon. To be ever ahead, and always beyond their reach. To be picturesque; and worth more than the thousand words they will one day write about you. You live each day like a post-card. And cherish each moment like an encore. Because you’ve always known what everyone else pretends not to.
It’s a short act. For you, and for them all, the lights will eventually fade. The backs of the audience will shrink toward the exits. And somewhere backstage you will face a mirror. Alone, and confronted with your harshest critic. It’s what you do between the first note and the closing curtain that counts. So make it your business to wrestle an ovation from their balled-up fists. Make it your calling to leave them perpetually calling out for more. For you, and for them all, the lights will eventually fade…But if you think this is over, you are wrong.
Editor’s Note: Arguably, and admittedly a bit too much color going on here. There’s a fine line between pushing the envelope, and knowing when you need to dial it down. Nevertheless, I say go hard or go home. I’d rather swing for the fences and miss, than bunt for the easy out.