Most of the time, I'm rather disenchanted with the world. I think a lot of this has to do with how I let myself pay attention to other people, a thing I should be more selective about doing. Quite often, I find myself dealing with ignorance, pettiness, disinformation, and just downright bullshit. I try to let it slide. I try to find irony in it. I try to remember that one should pay no attention to those who are just trolling for attention.
It gets disheartening though. The hateful bullshit gets to me, as much as I don't want it to. I try to forgive and remember everyone's just on their own path . . . but I really wish those paths were farther away from me. Yeah, even farther than that. I fall into the ennui. I fall into the despair of it all.
But then . . .
There are moments in my life when I see things other people have done and it just fills me with giddy pleasure at the creativity of humans. These moments are, I truly believe, the reason why I don't go around finding ways to poison others. Oh, I keep forgetting the authorities read my blog. Hey, feds. S'up? *wink*
Certain songs do this to me and I don't even mean the deep ones. My best friend and I were listening to The Buzzcocks the other day and I was shithappy as hell about how amazingly creative people can be. I love wit. I love a good turn of phrase. I love a jolting, perfect guitar riff.
Tonight, one of those moment happened again. I was watching RuPaul's Drag Race and there is a goth queen on there. Her drag name is Sharon Needles. HOLY FUCK! That's just glorious! It's the best goth drag queen name ever. I love it to pieces and I want her to win and I'm so happy she shared her wit with the world.
Thanks, Sharon Needles. That was really damned sharp of you!
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