This is something of a continuation of what I wrote earlier in intersections
I have realized, over time, that I love juxtapositions, as a general concept.
Like The Dreamer, by Amigo the Devil. A song sung from the perspective of a necrophiliac
Yet a song of such stunning beauty that my breath catches whenever I hear it.
Like the whimsical tales of The Decemberists – whimsical in sound, yet sometimes so dark in content.
Like the show Altered Carbon, and the movie Children of Men.
Dark worlds populated by people so very broken.
People who have made mistakes, who are so frequently selfish, and mean
and yet, are capable of such breathtaking moments of courage
they are human.
That is what being human is, to me.
So much complexity
So much texture, so much depth
It’s not always nice to look at
but it is
Those strange juxtapositions within all of us
The hero, and the antihero
The coward, and the knight
Graciousness and cruelty
Darkness and light
Sometimes moment to moment
The way I feel, when I try to hold all that in my mind, all at once
This, I have not Found the Words to convey
And I shall not try.