Fatboy Slim - Praise You - Christopher Walken
So what is your job? To stand. To stand by the tree of truth. When the world tells you to move, all you have to do is smile. Curl your fists. Prepare your body, while you remain smiling. Then return with a quick "No... you move."
They are little more than hollow ghosts anyway. Simple men. Hollow men. Or women. Don't want to be accused of being sexist by little minds. The only minds that the hollow can possess.
What can they do? Really? Degrade you? That's good. When you are more powerful than you would ever know. How do you find out? Simple... say "No, you move." That... and laugh. The boisterous laugh of one filled with life. Be so filled with what they lack they grow envious. The best revenge is not necessarily living well... it is merely living. Being. Rising above.
Sometimes we hesitate. Others, we think are so important. We couldn't loose them. We might loose ourselves. But through supplication... how much of you remains. And why? Realize that some actually do not deserve you. You are too good. Heartache suffered. Why? If they will make you cry then guess what... they don't deserve your tears. Why would they...
Want...
You...
To cry?
I laugh as you tell me that I am the one who is messed up.
Live damn you.
Unleash yourself! Make even the pallbearers sad when death begrudgingly comes to pick you up. Laugh.
Hard.
And often.
Live.
And remember...
Stand and say "No you move."
No comments:
Post a Comment