One always writes comedy at the moment of deepest hysteria. ~V. S. Naipaul
by andrewtbarrett
Lately, I’ve been in a dream like trance of mediocrity. I look back at my life and realize, “wow, I was quite over-joyously happy when I was coming out of my toddler years.” Then I think, wait…Was I?
Of course I was, being oblivious is possibly the greatest reality one can live in. But I have an inquisitive nature that doesn’t stop questioning itself, and I think it’s a problem.
Anyways, something I came to conclude long ago but resurfaced today was how much I enjoy comedy. That’s all I freggin watch nowadays along with horror movies. (Hell yes)
Comedy is more of a blessing than anything else. If I couldn’t laugh at something, mostly myself, then I would be a sheer tragedy.
Life shouldn’t be this serious.
I implore society to be more comedic in their everyday lives… That way, we’ll always have something to laugh at.
Living in oblivion only serves one best when in pain, nothing beats full on conscious thought, caught up in the crescendo of the present moment! Cheers!
This reminds me of one of my favorite movie quotes, “Don’t take life too seriously, or you will never get out alive” – Van Wilder. I completely agree that comedy is a blessing. The only issue with it is that I often find myself using comedy in situations that do not necessarily call for it. But then, if you think about it is there really any situation, aside from the death of a close friend or relative, where humor isn’t at least somewhat of a quick fix?