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He is seen in the likeness above in a rare, 19th century woodcut. This
image was rumoured to have been
commissioned after a bout of unpleasantness
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:: Today's soundtrack: Beck "Loser" ::
I had this cathartic revelation the other day. I rarely like to talk about myself as a person, so sorry, but it's kind of interesting in its own way. Kind of. Maybe. Not really. We'll if it is when actually put pen to paper, so to speak.
Okay, so this revelation about myself came to me while reading a comic book of all things. Well, I suppose when your not particularly religious and all you ever do is read comics and watch movies you have to get all your catharsis from one of them. Just a matter of time, really. The comic in question is the Slave Labor Graphics publication, Serenity Rose: Working Through the Negativity. It's a rather "small time" book in that it isn't put out by The Big Two (re: Marvel and DC), so I'll spell out the bits that made me think about myself.
See, Serenity Rose was born a witch much like people can be born mutants in the Marvel universe, except much more rare. There are only about fifty people who are witches in the whole world, and Serenity had no choice in the matter; it was just how she was born. Along with being born a witch come the involuntary fame. Witches aren't born everyday, so they're a big deal. Everyone knows who you are and where you live. Serenity isn't too keen on being famous for a fluke of nature. She'd rather be famous for something worthwhile, like her idol, a rockstar witch named Vicious Whisper. So, rather than be forced or cajoled by her home town's chamber of commerce into being the focal point of tourism or a figurehead of advertising, she decides to just cut herself off from the lot of them. She's just going to live her life and everyone else can just bugger the hell off, thank you very much. When Serenity decides what exactly it is she wants to do with her life, she takes the bull by the horns and seeks out her idol Miss Whisper for advice. As Serenity arrives at the Whisper residence, it looks like Vicious had been expecting her to show up. Well, it turns out, Vicious Whisper likes to make nice with all of the witches of the world, and she's met every single one of them... except Serenity. She wonders why her idol hadn't asked to meet her yet, and Vicious replies that Serenity hadn't exactly made "herself open to visitation" had she? It was quite clear she didn't want anyone or anything bothering her ever, so Vicious steered clear, no matter how curious she was to meet her.
Now your asking "what the merry hell has all this got to do with anything"? Well, I'll tell you. It occurred to me that I was doing the same thing as Serenity. Yes, I don't like many people, or even the world at large, so I sit here, spinning my wheels, festering away and cursing the state the universe is in due to the vast amount of stupids in it and they can just leave me the fuck alone, please. In an attempt to cut myself off from the undesirables and the asshats of the world, I've also managed to suitably edit out those I DO actually want to see and hang out with. I was so eager to leave the shit heads on the curb that I had also left my friends and people who would be my friend out there as well. Oops.
In my haste to cut out the jerks, I myself became a jerk. I would like to apologize to all the actual cool people out there whom I've probably inadvertently snubbed. It's not you. It was me. I was so wrapped up in protecting myself from evil jackasses and being hurt by them that I didn't even give you a chance. Sorry about that. I shall attempt to rectify this. Perhaps I'll start actually answering my telephone when it rings instead of hiding in the corner. Perhaps I'll go out with the group just for fun and not because it's a special occasion like a holiday or wedding.
I've always been so reluctant to let other people in because once they're there, they can affect you. They can change you, or hurt you, or whatever, and I've had my share of being hurt for a while. But good things can happen as well. I could meet a friend of a friend who likes to read comics as much as I do and get a whole new friend. It might be nice to get to know some new cool people. Yeah, a friend of a friend might turn out to be a jackass, but I won't know if I don't give them a chance, will I? I'll probably need baby steps to start off with on this, but at least I'm going to try. Give it some time, and who knows. Maybe I'll actually meet A GIRL! GASP!!
William (out on a limb)
