End of Chapter...

Το παρακάτω ανέβηκε πρίν κάνα μισάωρο στο DevArt μου, απλά το παραθέτω και εδώ, καθώς ισώς και ανήκει περισσότερο στο blog..

The curtain is closed..

I find it rather amusing that I now see some of my deviations with such a different eye..

Anyway, I can blame MPD, my meds, menstruation... actually I'd wish, that'd give me a good excuse to go haywire once/month, but nooo, only the ladies get to have excuses for freaking out.

I had a point somewhere I think... got it again. Yeah, no matter who or what I blame, the fact that some of my work now sucks more than Uwe Ball's directing ability (well, almost...) remains. And oh, Ball *does* suck hard.

But I'm digressing again.

Anyway, I came to realize that inspiration need not come from hate, sorrow, tears and blood, and so on and so forth with the endless stream of Cliche Angst Puppyness. I also remembered that I was 17-18 when I wrote most of the stuff. (Shit, had to actually *checK* that. Felt longer, it did.)

Two years may not be long, but these two years have changed a lot. Specially me.

And since a week ago I wrote and posted something so similar to these older bundles of words that would be me two years ago, but not now, I realized something.

I must change again. Just like I did back then. Unknowing and apprehensive about the end result, but ever optimistic. Just like some of my texts, which ridden with cliches as they may sometimes be, speak the truth.. my truth.

Hey, if they were made into cliches, they must have been quite popular for something as personal as "your very own truth" in the first place, right? ;)

And based on that truth, I'll now go and change and prepare for the next act, the next chapter.. I may be nearly one month late, but this is my show, and just like a beloved song says, it must go on.

And it will go on, because the songs we like always speak the truth that we want and need to hear.

The crowd is waiting. Let the curtain finaly rise again.