Sunday, September 8, 2013

Glowing in the Darkest Night.... (Beetlejuice Death Post)




Death is the most real part of life.  Everyone will die and it’s simply inevitable.  Not even music or love can beat that when it comes to real.  That fact is so real that people, especially Americans, focus on what’s fake in this world.  It’s so hard to grasp that they distract themselves with drama, mind-numbing entertainment, fake virtual worlds, social media, and so on.             
I got caught in the rain today and took shelter under a little building in a graveyard.  I love the rain so I turned on some Louis Prima and started dancing in it while getting silly looks from my friends.  I was next to hundreds of graves.  My mood changed when I stopped dancing and gazed at a random grave and had a split second of clarity that someday my friends, and I will eventually die.  For that split second, it was the scariest and most empty feeling I’ve ever experienced.  It's a fact I think about sometimes, but not exactly feel like I did today, that makes me want to go out and skydive or learn how to play an amazing piano solo.  That thought is very rare to me, and Americans in general.  
I think about the scene in The Dark Knight Rises when Bruce is in the pit and claims he isn’t afraid of death and the doctor believes that’s non-sense.  Why fight when you’re not afraid of death?  Why wouldn’t you be fighting for the single most powerful thing you hold on to which is your life?…I think I’m getting off track but I most definitely fear death.  If I were to fight someone for my life I would do it so I could keep experiencing the beauty around me, the music, and friendship.  However, if someone held a gun to my head randomly while I was walking home I would be scared of death because I do not know what’s going to happen.     
This great nation denies the hell out of death because no one knows what’s on the other side and no one wants to think about it.  They ignore it and keep doing what they believe is so important.  Beetlejuice portrays death in different ways.  When Lydia is writing the suicide note there is a whole juxtaposition of emotion.  Suicide is no joke- she wanted out because of her sense of feeling lost and alone, but Tim Burton probably felt the same thing as a teenager, as almost everyone did, and was making fun of himself and how dramatic we can be.  I like to think about the marriage scene also.  The great Otho and his powers with the spirits, but running away from one- Why was he running?  I guess if I were in a house full of ghosts I would run to.  But what are you running from?  Would most people run?  What if Beetlejuice wasn’t going to kill him.. or if he was, what’s on the other side?  Why not explore both sides?  I’m pretty two sided on everything I’ve written.          


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