I am a paranoid conscience, that is for sure. That does not just occur to me out of no reason.
Since I do not have so many friends lately, I rarely receive a call except those that are highly urgent or falsely aimed at me. No, I do not mean any objection for that one.
The most annoying yet disturbing type of call to receive is the one in the middle or later at night. That triggers some nerves in my body because the last midnight phone call I received was my father calling from hospital, telling me and my brother that our mother passed away.
Queen Elizabeth I, who’s holding a pretty flower was originally holding a snake, why does that not surprise me…
No, it’s not that serious, really.
Somehow when you listen to something so strange your mind can’t handle, it becomes an echo in your mind you can’t help to repeat endlessly. That’s what happened to me while I satisfy my hunger (or thirst, or both) to 90’s musics with an album called OK Computer by Radiohead.
That was the first major eargasmic experience that ever occurred to me. The lyrics are a bit random and barely make any sense but the musics are beyond compare. See, I can’t compare Radiohead to my other preferred musicians though, but I must admit that OK Computer is very delightful for me to enjoy.
I always love everything that relates to me. Everything.
That’s why I find myself enjoying every piece of movies I can find. I don’t really catch happy ending. They’re not real. I want to make sure that I’m not alone. I don’t give a damn about how shitty my life is, but I will sigh in a relief to know that people’s lives are fucked up too.
God is fair, I guess. Everybody fucked up, once, twice, thrice. You need a point when you finally realise that you have to stop screwing up your life. You need to assure that there’s no more lessons coming up after a trial.
I feel like one, already. I recently get myself used to Oscar worthy movies. Sometimes you need to ignore what people say and watch what you like, but once under a blue moon, you really need to listen what the film experts say.
I feel terribly sad why directors like David Fincher, Christopher Nolan or Quentin Tarantino never make it to number one spot on Annual Academy Awards. Is it because people can’t see the world from the eyes of such sick psycho? Or is it because people don’t care about films, they only care about actors and explosives?
If I can watch anything but drama, I will. But sometimes, a friend of mine said that a message will be much easier to deliver by presenting it in such a simple genre, drama. Drama doesn’t need a lot of actors. It emphasises on two or three main characters, they will be all.