The Purple Tux
With just enough education to perform.Sunday, March 21, 2004
I should be working on my last seven page paper due tomorrow, or at least studying for finals, but as the president of the procrastination nation, it's about time I put my mouth where my money is... Or the other way around... Whatever dude, that phrase is outmoded anyway.
Here's an ugly little piece of crap I wrote a couple of minutes ago while trying to find something to do besides study or do some schoolwork.
"The Mask"
I felt so tired of lying
Just a lamb dressed like a lion
The shine in my eyes brims with dullness
Everyone around saw only fullness
Dirty mold chewing at my soul
I stare ahead and my heart is cold.
Now I tell you, this is me:
What I am isn't what you see
Remove the mask and here I am
Ugly, small, flawed, and just a man
With my mask I simply hide
Leave it on and I should die.
Toil, blood, and sweat sent down
An ocean of mercy and I won't drown
Nothing makes sense. Nothing makes sense
I'm no lucky man, though I have been blessed
Only the weak survive
When I take off the mask I am alive.
Monday, March 01, 2004
Everything I ever needed to know, I learned from reading the Bible and comic books.
"History has shown from age to age the human condition. Humans need a hero. A champion. A savior. But when salvation has come, they turn on that embodied hope.
"Because to be saved is to be weak. And to be weak, one must acknowledge that one exists in a constant state of need. That, in his natural state, man is found to be lacking. Mankind resents its heroes because it needs them. And because, more than the heroes themselves, man hates his own neediness."
-From Earth X
I started to reread Earth X yesterday. It's kind of the Marvel version of Kingdom Come, except it's much longer, more epic in its scope, and it rewards the more comic book nerd knowledge you have. Anyway, the above passage just reminded me of Jesus. Just substitute the word "Jesus" for "its heroes," and have the last two sentences read "Mankind resents Jesus because it needs Him. And because, more than Jesus Himself, man hates his own neediness."
It just makes so much sense to me.
Why can't it make sense to everyone else?
But for all my bravado, that is still me.
Existing in a constant state of need.
Lacking.
Needy.
Just a man.
