“Be careful, you are not in Wonderland.
I’ve heard the strange madness long growing in your soul.
But you are fortunate in your ignorance, in your isolation.
You who have suffered, find where love hides.
Give, share, lose—lest we die, unbloomed.”
It takes something, someone, rather, unusual and different, to change the course of somebody who at one stage is so sure of themselves and so sure of their goals.
To achieve is to experience. If one is to write something great, something unspoken about before, something superbly astounding, then one must leave their familiarity and jump off the cliff of the known, throwing themselves abruptly into the unknown, onto the road less traveled, per se, and travel that road. Only then will one achieve something strange, something others rave about because that something, while known to the writer, is unknown to the rest of the world because they choose to thrive in the known. At least, they chose to thrive in the known until they picked up the piece of achievement left by the exploring achiever.
Controversy takes one to speeds of rapidity, speeds where things around one blur to the extent of becoming themselves unknown, though they are familiar things and beings. Controversy picks one up and twirls them around like a mere play-thing, touching their every curve, throwing them about after it is finished with them, and one is left seated in a dark box, hearing nothing but their busy mind, bustling its words about, flourishing in the pain one feels as the words smack onto the corners of the inner laying of one's skull. It is controversy, though, that aids one in achieving. Controversial things attract other beings like bees to nectar dripping with sweet dew.
Once one achieves from their experiences, they are carried from the dark, bleak room where controversy had left one, and gently places them in a realm of utopia, in utter bliss, and surrounds them with euphoric sensations of joy - a realm in which any mere thing which had made one enjoy themselves exists and treats one in the way that one prefers; unrequited lovers become mutual lovers, long-gone friends become the best sort of friends, and passed parents come back to life to nurture one in the way that they once did when one was a toddler.
Most do not make it to this stage, to the euphoric utopia. That is because they may have come across an experience that they have turned down, an experience which instilled fear into them and made them cower, crawl away on a rough floor which left damage on the palms of their hands and their knees and every time they stare at either their palms or their knees they are reminded of their lack of experience by the scars that remain.
If the movie Kill Your Darlings had a main message, it would be that despite the consequences, one must free themselves from any inhibitions and take on the experiences that they otherwise would never consider.
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