fluctuation.
My emotions are going rather crazy again today. It started after writing earlier about my dream, thinking about Heath Ledger. I’ll admit I never saw many of his movies. Only that I saw him in First Knight and The Dark Knight. But really, Heath’s Death has just hit me like a ton of a bricks. His performance in Dark Knight really is so inspired and he was taken away at the age of just 28. It’s just got me thinking that Only the Good Die Young. How is it an amazing performer like that, Someone with so much promise can be allowed to die so young.
Well this led me to investigate some of his other films. Brokeback Mountain was the big one. Previously I’d been to paranoid and insecure about my own sexuality to watch it. But just reading the blurb and watching the last scene on Youtube had me in tears. It’s a tribute to both Ledger and Gyllenhaal, really that they can portray that hidden Love for each other, with so much depth and emotion. I think now I can safely say for the first time that, homosexuality does not make me uncomfortable. Hell I haven’t really seen the film except for clips of it on Youtube or when someone has been watching it downstairs. But its really made me appreciate that Love is amazing between anybody, no matter their sex or sexuality.
[Insert Sweeping Statement]
People who fail to appreciate that Love can be the most powerful thing between two people of race, creed, sex, sexuality simply because they find the physical act of watching it or because they have age old or inbred disdain or even hatred for homosexuality or interracial couples etc., probably don’t truly appreciate their own love of someone.
I’m not saying that they don’t love their partner. I’m sure they do, but what I am saying is that; I think to expand your mind enough to appreciate Love in all forms, can ultimately make you open to a bigger kind of love. Where you can allow yourself to become totaly immersed in it. Where you can appreciate your own love by seeing it all around you in places you had never seen it before.
Isn’t it Ironic that a guy who isn’t even sure his first love, was actually love. Is giving a big opinion/rant/lecture, however you viewed it, on the Subject.
I suppose writing it all down here has made me feel a bit better.
