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readingredheadNothing large has happened to me lately -- or rather, those large things which have happened have happened without commentary. It's funny -- I find it hard to remember a time when I didn't feel guilty if I forgot to chronicle my latest exploits online. On the one hand I love having a livejorunal because it makes it a lot easier for me to freewrite, and to keep up with friends, but on the other hand there are some parts of the online journal thing that I still don't buy into...completely.
The part of my day which seems the most worthwhile is the odd sensation I got while watching Rent. It was at the end, during "Your Eyes" and "Finale B," and I was sitting in MUN and looking at the projection screen and something about the way they were singing and the words they were saying meant something important to me at that moment. The line "I die without you" kept running through my head as I watched Roger and Mimi embrace, and I thought about the people in my own life without whom I would die, spiritually if not physically. And then I thought of those who I would die for, a different yet related concept, and I cried.
This time through, the relationship aspect of Rent struck me as the predominant issue -- the way that we distance ourselves from others, and the world distances us from others, but all we really want is to connect, to touch. The question appears first in "Rent":
"How can you connect in an age
Where strangers, landlords, lovers
Your own blood cells betray!
What binds the fabric together
When the ringing, shifting winds of change
Keep ripping away!"
The answer, from "Seasons of Love": "Love is a gift from up above."
Again, "What was it about that night?" Roger and Mark ask in "What You Own." The answer: "Connection in an isolating age." Hell, there's a whole song about "Contact," and while it refers to the mere physical, today Rent reminded me about how important it is to hold and be held for emotional reasons -- how important it is to remember that, for someone out there, it's true for me to say, "I die without you."
But the musical's got the right spin on it, because while that one phrase is being chanted, another one is as well: "No day but today!"
The part of my day which seems the most worthwhile is the odd sensation I got while watching Rent. It was at the end, during "Your Eyes" and "Finale B," and I was sitting in MUN and looking at the projection screen and something about the way they were singing and the words they were saying meant something important to me at that moment. The line "I die without you" kept running through my head as I watched Roger and Mimi embrace, and I thought about the people in my own life without whom I would die, spiritually if not physically. And then I thought of those who I would die for, a different yet related concept, and I cried.
This time through, the relationship aspect of Rent struck me as the predominant issue -- the way that we distance ourselves from others, and the world distances us from others, but all we really want is to connect, to touch. The question appears first in "Rent":
"How can you connect in an age
Where strangers, landlords, lovers
Your own blood cells betray!
What binds the fabric together
When the ringing, shifting winds of change
Keep ripping away!"
The answer, from "Seasons of Love": "Love is a gift from up above."
Again, "What was it about that night?" Roger and Mark ask in "What You Own." The answer: "Connection in an isolating age." Hell, there's a whole song about "Contact," and while it refers to the mere physical, today Rent reminded me about how important it is to hold and be held for emotional reasons -- how important it is to remember that, for someone out there, it's true for me to say, "I die without you."
But the musical's got the right spin on it, because while that one phrase is being chanted, another one is as well: "No day but today!"
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Date: 2007-03-27 06:07 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-03-27 12:22 pm (UTC)It's so true though, even though people look like they are conecting more and more in modern society, it is in faker and faker ways. And we're losing something, I can feel it, I just can't say what it is.
And sometimes I don't buy into an online journal either. I mostly only really buy into it when I want to vent about something... or, you know, have huge discussions about Wicked and writing and eyes. One of the two.
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Date: 2007-03-27 09:00 pm (UTC)We're studying Beckett in English class. Yes, THAT Beckett. A critic says that in the post-Holocaust world we have survivors who survived things without surviving them. To think that we're still (today) reacting to that subconsciously is scary, but it explains lots.
How are you?
I don't complain...
I take a different route:
How are you?
Yes.