Monday, June 15, 2009

there's a self-destructive meaning in the bleeding of a guy

"There is a certain beauty in anger, an elegance in rage, in mindless destruction. A terrible strength. A formidable freedom. Look at the sea! There's nothing as wildly furious as the sea. Violent, frenzied, maddening. The epitome of beautiful rage. Surging anger. It creates but one thing, waves, and then crashes them against the rocks - smashing them into a million particles of ocean spray. Destruction. And yet, who can look at the raging waters and not admit to their beauty? Who can watch the crashing waves and not see their strength as a form of art? As nature's way of reminding us that not all beauty comes in the form of made up faces and painted on smiles?"


i love the ocean. i could sit and watch it for hours and hours and not get bored. and i do think that there can be something beautiful in anger, in any intense emotion. Whenever the emotion takes on a life of its own and you're just along for the ride, it really can be like a form of art.
*Overweight - Blue October

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