Benediction - Abolition.
Oct. 30th, 2011 11:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kingtycoonMy friends, my dear friends there is a story and it is the story you tell about yourself and your people. You imagine yourself the protagonist, the star of the cinematic milieu. The thing is - Imagine that. That is fine. That is fine and you- you are a. star. I believe in you. I am with and among you, I am a spirit from out of the clouds. True story - I have had blasphemous relations with your better angels.
The thing is - you go out, you go among the people. You are adventurous, amazing even - you have written the script and in your script there is room for me - and you say: "Here is NOT the protagonist - here is the character actor, here is the prop, here is the amazing fusion of all the ideas of friendship and superiority and outright confounding amazement that you can think of - and that is fair, my friends, my dear friends- and do you know, it is because I Am Barely A Person.
There are facts and superstitions and they relate to me equally and correctly and once I bit a werewolf and it spoke in the voice of Soren Kierkergaard. True Facts. I am with you - and I love you, and will speak for you but am not, and have never been of you. Angels fall and devils rise and somewhere the best of your hopes coalesce into the nightmare dreamscape that falls like cardboard for Bold Kingtycoon.
It's not that you aren't beautiful - you are. It's not that you aren't wonderful - my angel, my angle - you are - Icosolese and Divine -it is that - I have a story -Stronger than Words - and I live that story and can't tell it and can't think it and Can't and won't relate - the TRUTH - which mystery I alone am privy to.
But if you want your story - decked in charm and finery -then I remain your huckleberry - I am in fact your ally - and your bit player, your character actor -but you must remember this:
whatever sweetness and comedy you suppose me to produce - there is the whole of the lake of fire and the sea of darkness that I neglect - to amuse you.
It's just. Just - that my story's deeper, and of a different mode. I'll struggle and joke and carry you aloft and speak in the hundred silly voices I know - I'll do that. For your story - your believing aide - your ally and pal - True as Blue is Blue. But don't abuse the privilege - and don't - please - don't forget -
That I am Kingtycoon and life and death and time and space are all the same small thing- and are just words and I have known you since you were small, and can take you in my arms and might. Just remember - that I love you like a father does - but better and help you like god does- but kinder. Just that - and don't forget because I want your story to go your way -and I'm there for you, and I'll carry you through the goddammed sand - but don't, please don't imagine that that's my story and the only one.
I say this to you in remembrance of me- I say this to, hand to heart, too big to hold, to firm to deny.
I love you so. Like no-one else.
The thing is - you go out, you go among the people. You are adventurous, amazing even - you have written the script and in your script there is room for me - and you say: "Here is NOT the protagonist - here is the character actor, here is the prop, here is the amazing fusion of all the ideas of friendship and superiority and outright confounding amazement that you can think of - and that is fair, my friends, my dear friends- and do you know, it is because I Am Barely A Person.
There are facts and superstitions and they relate to me equally and correctly and once I bit a werewolf and it spoke in the voice of Soren Kierkergaard. True Facts. I am with you - and I love you, and will speak for you but am not, and have never been of you. Angels fall and devils rise and somewhere the best of your hopes coalesce into the nightmare dreamscape that falls like cardboard for Bold Kingtycoon.
It's not that you aren't beautiful - you are. It's not that you aren't wonderful - my angel, my angle - you are - Icosolese and Divine -it is that - I have a story -Stronger than Words - and I live that story and can't tell it and can't think it and Can't and won't relate - the TRUTH - which mystery I alone am privy to.
But if you want your story - decked in charm and finery -then I remain your huckleberry - I am in fact your ally - and your bit player, your character actor -but you must remember this:
whatever sweetness and comedy you suppose me to produce - there is the whole of the lake of fire and the sea of darkness that I neglect - to amuse you.
It's just. Just - that my story's deeper, and of a different mode. I'll struggle and joke and carry you aloft and speak in the hundred silly voices I know - I'll do that. For your story - your believing aide - your ally and pal - True as Blue is Blue. But don't abuse the privilege - and don't - please - don't forget -
That I am Kingtycoon and life and death and time and space are all the same small thing- and are just words and I have known you since you were small, and can take you in my arms and might. Just remember - that I love you like a father does - but better and help you like god does- but kinder. Just that - and don't forget because I want your story to go your way -and I'm there for you, and I'll carry you through the goddammed sand - but don't, please don't imagine that that's my story and the only one.
I say this to you in remembrance of me- I say this to, hand to heart, too big to hold, to firm to deny.
I love you so. Like no-one else.
