"Soloist": When the world becomes a scene

Kyle 2022-11-13 03:04:04

In this world, some people can act on the scene and say impassioned words, but they can do all kinds of male thieves and female prostitutes behind their backs; they can have a heavy and deep condolences when any socially rated fierce man is over. We are really laymen and we are crying bitterly. You are a fierce man, and the world will become bleak and dull from now on, and then continue to be a vulgar and vulgar vulgar; you can talk to that on the phone His girlfriend said my dear, I love you, you are the whole of my life, I really love you as I love life, and then turn around to have sex with another woman. A person who says he likes something today can easily throw it away as soon as he wakes up tomorrow. "Don't expect who I am, and don't expect me to stay the same." They did it easily. The world does not judge a person's sin by this, only success or failure.

He is different from them. He always feels that he is different from others because he knows that once he says he likes something, he takes it as the whole life, at least it is a big part of his life. Part of it is still too shallow, except for the whole of life, no words can describe it. Life cannot be separated from one's own body. Even if he says that what he likes is a certain piece of grass, he just regards it as the whole of his own life, and he will not refuse to defend it at the greatest price he can pay, even life. This is his shortcoming, but it is also his advantage; when someone appreciates it, it is an advantage; but unfortunately, it seems a pity that no one has ever appreciated it as an advantage. He is already too immersed in himself, and the world has quietly and intensely separated from him. So what people gave him was ridicule. The endless voice of his heart. He has formed such a quirky character in the eyes of others. He is such a person, either completely self, or abandoned by the world with nothing. Strange and fierce, like a tremolo that cuts all the strings with a single stroke.

This is an era of hypocrisy — hypocritical hypocrisy — cherishing each other and acting on occasion. What people need is not sincere obsession, what they need is words that everyone is happy, like a sweet love between two people. But he couldn't. He is still stubborn and sincerely believes in following a thing, all that is necessary to give his life is also obsessed with it. This is his misfortune. He is a soloist living on the street, and he must play solo against the entire city. The same person who interprets music, but his self-exile is different from Sid in "Sid and Nancy". Many years ago I wrote a text about the movie "Sid and Nancy" "Sid and Nancy". Nancy: When talents can’t solve the confusion of life” says: “Sid may be someone who has a little bit of his own talent for music, but he squanders it, because if music can’t solve the confusion of life, what can music do? How to use it?" Sid cruelly squandered his talent in music because he couldn't solve the confusion of life, exiled himself from life and ultimately destroyed him. The difference between him and Sid is that he doesn't care about life. His world is only music. (July 24, 2009)



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  • Nathaniel Ayers: You can't hold down angels.

  • [last lines]

    Steve Lopez: "Points West" by Steve Lopez. A year ago, I met a man who was down on his luck and thought I might be able to help him. I don't know that I have. Yes, my friend Mr. Ayers now sleeps inside. He has a key. He has a bed. But his mental state and his well-being, are as precarious now as they were the day we met. There are people who tell me I've helped him. Mental health experts who say that the simple act of being someone's friend can change his brain chemistry, improve his functioning in the world. I can't speak for Mr. Ayers in that regard. Maybe our friendship has helped him. But maybe not. I can, however, speak for myself. I can tell you that by witnessing Mr. Ayers's courage, his humility, his faith in the power of his art, I've learned the dignity of being loyal to something you believe in, of holding onto it. Above all else, of believing, without question, that it will carry you home.