I scan through my collection
No, no, no, no...I want something to help restore my faith in humanity.
Why do I want this? God only knows.
Then my eyes rest on Baz Lurhmann's Romeo + Juliet Yes!
What? But they kill themselves.
But they kill themselves for love.
Hopeless. I am hopeless. I do not make sense.
Then the words begin: "Two households" etc
The feud began, but no one knows where it started. And it just rages on.
Like in "Love Me Dead."
Roxy and James are of two households:
Art and Science.
Intuition and Logic.
Why didn't I realize this before?!
Epiphany. And Radiohead. Bada dum dum.
Matt Jones is the owner of these beautiful photographs of my beloved play.
I wonder what it's like to love something so much that you would do anything for it, even die. That's how we're supposed to love God because that's how he loves us, but I don't think I've ever been there. I think most of the time I'm just existing and thinking (about myself) and hoping for the next best thing even though the next best thing may never come.