Bat Out Of Seven Seas Of Rhye

Do Forgive the lack of updates. This week has been hectic as all hell. However, talent night went off last night without too too many problems. My horrible jokes were good and groan-worthy, and i managed to pull off some Meatloaf and Freddie half-decently, or so I'd like to think. Now that Talent night and Mandragola and B+S are over though, it's time to WORK. I will probably be posting even less in the next month since i'll be living in a library, but i'll aim for at least 2 a week if not more... But before I continue ranting, here's a quote from Kierkegaard that's incredibly beautiful: "I would say that the experience of choosing imparts to a man's nature a solemnity, a quiet dignity, which never is entirely lost. When all has become still around one, as solemn as a starlit night, when the soul is alone in the whole world, then there appears before one, not a distinguished man, but the eternal Power itself. The heavens part, as it were, and the I chooses itself - or rather, recieves itself. Then has the soul beheld the loftiest sight that mortal eye can see and which never can be forgotten, then the personality recieves the accolaade of knighthood which ennobles it for an eternity. He does not become another man than he was before, but he becomes himself, consciousness is unified and he is himself.... for the great thing is not to be this or that but to be oneself, and this everyone can be if he wills it." - S.K., Either/Or, Or, Equilibrium, 180. So yeah, between Kierky, Hegel and Ariosto i've got a pretty full plate, but somehow i'll manage. Or i'll die trying... Y'know, i have to say it's an odd disjunct we have romantically... we're trained through a variety of factors to end up liking a certain kind/type of person, even though we might really hate that type, it becomes engrained in us like a sort of siren-like enchantment. Then, when we finally meet someone with whom we're on the same page and they don't fit that type, we're not sure exactly what to do or where to go from there... I mean, is there anything specifically that can be pointed to to define the difference between a friend with whom there's some kind of attraction and more than that from the get go, or does that something more end up being an arbitrary choice/ leap of faith into either option? I'd be inclined to believe the second one, but then there's the fear that underlies the whole thing that that leap would be made and that you wouldn't have the resolve to keep going on with something that you know and feel to be right, and of course, you don't want to drag someone into an aspect of your life which is nothing more than a huge mess. Especially when it's someone you hold in high esteem, to "have a drowning grip on [their] adoring face" seems to be something you'd rather not do, for their own sake. This is both and isn't at all the common bullshit of feeling inferior when faced with something incredible, but nonetheless it is unsettling. I'm a mess. Don't work too hard on papers people but do work. It might not set you free, but at least it'll enoble your souls. *** *Unless you're in business, marketing, basically anything given at JMSB, then there's no hope for you. At all.