Monday, April 3

I don't want to fall in love (She Wants Revenge)

Yes I am back. No, all is not ok yet but hell, I got some energy to last through this week.

This is a post I'd been meaning to write for quite some time. It has ocurred to me that my generation has a big problem with love. More precisely, it is either afraid of it or completely ignores it when it happens. The daily work and the associated imagined pleasures (like going out with friends, hitting a club to "pick up a chick" or simply hang in front of the computer with CS screens rolling on the eyeballs) take priority before doing something really nice for ourselves, our families or our beloved ones. We are stuck in a maze of not being able to express our emotions without rationalizing about them or without surrounding them with that aura of triviality that makes every feeling dull and gray. We don't recognize the signs of love when they appear, much less listen to the invisible songs our heart can still sing. We talk endlessly about love and never give ourselves way to feel it without being so scared that we'd rather hide behind our glasses and our three mobile phones (have you noticed how many waiting people simply pull out a mobile phone and either play, make a call or stare at it?). We are a generation that is mad about being in control, and admitting real feelings is a pain for many of us. This needs to change.
I promise to get back to the topic at a more decent hour :). Meanwhile, I'd like to hear your opinion on this.

Melody of the day: I don't want to fall in love - She Wants Revenge (album reviewed by Tina on the Musicblog)

Right face wrong time, she's sweet
(But I don't wanna fall in love)
Too late, so deep, better run cause
(I don't wanna fall in love)
Right face wrong time, she's sweet
(But I don't wanna fall in love)
Can't sleep, can't eat, can't think straight
(I don't wanna fall in love)

You get the point.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hi Dana,

Well, it is pretty clear that we do not belong to the same generation. But I cannot stop myself noticing that what you see as your generation problems have been experienced before as well :-). Eventhough picking up a chick had some (maybe different) meanings to the ancients (or just rusties).

Pfui and boy oh boy ... signs of love ... how can one make a difference between "seeing" those signs, and feeling them?

Or the sort of rejection you seemed to be put on to, signals more a kind of feeling rather than a visual representation of something hard to be defined ?

By any chance have you seen somewhere Remus, he has been out for a while with a lovely wolf lady, lost maybe somewhere in a mall of some kind (virtual or real, on your choose) :-) ?

Or who knows, maybe you'll see them somewhere in a smogy future, maybe in a rainy and cloudy London, where the sky may look pretier because you'll feel more relaxed or who knows, accomplished ?

Keep posting, I'll keep answer, still counts :-) ?

the Sundancer said...

Dear Romulus,

generations do not differ as much as one would think and well, I stopped feeling part of a "unique" generation some while ago.

Regarding the signs of love.. come on... the issue is acknowledgement and not descriptive outline. You can't look "love" up in a dictionary or search for it on Google.

*trimmed part, personal answer*

I will still romanticize about the London skies, although at times they seem impossible to reach and thus more desirable (as most idealists, I still imagine the toys I can't get are the ones I should be playing with).

Yeah we're wtill on, write answer write answer (although I can't guarantee any *right* answer :) )

Dana aka enya

Anonymous said...

To me, there are no right answers, just those answers one may feel appropriate to throw in a given context.

Yeah well, regarding signs vs. feeling ... I was actually thinking to something else ... maybe later, when you'll come back to this topic.

In between, maybe you'll got some time to check this out:
http://keirsey.com/drummers.html

It is about drummes and drummers ... feeling and seeing :-).

the Sundancer said...

It's more than just that ;-) but it's written for somebody who tries to break free.