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random monologue
Topic Started: Feb 16 2009, 09:18 PM (175 Views)
Hunni
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j00r disobedient werrm
I wrote this random monologue. Gonna perform it for the Dead Poets Society at my school this week or next, whenever the next meeting is. =3 It'll prolly scare them. Before you get bothered, i don't use, uh, capitalization or punctuation correctly when I'm just typing, uh, "creatively" for myself. So yea. Go forth, my children.

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scoff, if you wish, at my grandiose ambitions; tell me, if you want, i will die alone and unloved, a product of consumerist culture and plasticine society; say, if you like, that i will drive myself crazy, that no mind can stand the pressures of society, that ill burn myself out on pills and booze and bodies and parties, with anorexia and myspace and movie stars and anger management; however, i know something that you do not, and that is this:
i. will come out on top.
i. have chosen the better lot in life.
i. will enjoy myself so thoroughly that you wont have anything to compare with me.
my plan: become someone.
id take a new name but no one'd need to know it anyways
names arent important anyways
whirlwind, theyd call me
thats what theyd say anyways
thats what theyd call my stint:
'came and went, didnt catch its name'
thats how i wanna be
what i wanna do
awe you
dazzle you
shock you into silence where ill leave you staring at your hands wondering what the hell just happened anyways.
and while you and your friends and all your ambitions and everyone you ever thought would do something great are quietly fading into oblivion, crumbling into nothing, decaying into a ripe old age, or middle age, or maybe just adulthood, you'll hear a sound, an explosion in the sky. youll look up with a start, look around, curious, and find that- of all things- it was me. one last desperate, theatrical, magnificent, grand and amazing stunt.
'o, its just that whirlwind,' youll say to your comrades, 'doing something wild and crazy again.' youll all shake your heads. someone will say, 'i knew it wouldnt live to see its thirties.'
and i will be the talk of the town for months on end, i will be put into anthologies of pop culture for decades to come, i will be written into high school text books for future generations to absorb and analyze my motive, message and meanings. and you will be left unheard of, unsung and unimportant. no one will love you. and in the end, you will recognise the futility of your existence, having never done anything of any import to yourself or others, never had ay impact.
and i will laugh while you lie on your back staring at a flaking plaster ceiling getting tube fed and having your catheter changed by an empathetic yet sterile nurse and beg him to remember your name as you wither.

暗やみで寄り添うひび
僕らにはベッドもない
ない
けど
君は今確かにそば


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