A few weeks ago in my English class we were reading the great american masterpiece, "Death of a Salesman" by Arthur Mitchell. My teacher began saying how in moments of high emotion the characters would reach a poetic level and how it shows the fictional nature. This has been bugging me for quite sometime and tonight I realized he was wrong.
Things people have said to me stick with me more than things that I have read. Sure "etu Brute" or whatever but overall it has been what people say to me in person. Tonight my music teacher and I were discussing the discovery of music and how it would have to have been the perfect accident. He said something that I will not soon forget, "music is so pathetically human". Now this seems very mundane but the way he said it and the conviction he had made me stop and think. I think people are afraid, everyone has the potential to be a poet but in our society it is shunned upon.
Now I don't just through this out there I have a few facts to back it up. We don't all get the chance to express ourselves fully. If the world could hear some of our thoughts then the world would be much more musical and romantic. Who knows what someone would say next when the blush and say "or whatever" or "nevermind." We don't all get the chance to have an Al Pacino moment, like in "Scent of a Women." But if you did, you had that moment, all eyes on you, and you could let your heart out. The words could flow out like a beautiful paintings. Like it had already been scripted before. The world and the ears of people could be your canvas. Poems and feelings are what makes us human. I challenge you to try, before you blush let it out, go for it.
I have tried to be poetic, because this is, was, and will be, My Life in Words.
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