A gentleman I was chatting with, grinned and shook his head, "you're a breath of fresh air, you are. As rare as a unicorn, don't ever lose it, its wonderful and so refreshing."
I'm not used to such complimentary words but I took them gracefully.
"Thank you," I replied with obvious surprise in my voice, "somehow, after all these years of irreverence I can't see me changing." I laughed, but inside I was thinking how silent I had fallen, how the Monica Tension had sluffed off into her own world leaving the shell behind.
However, it got me thinking, if I'm considered a unicorn what are others?
If I remember rightly the unicorn was responsible for the magic in the world of make-believe and when the unicorn died so did the magic.
If that's the case, I wonder what magic dies with me?
My irreverent humour, the quips, the perspective on life which is, I must agree, not what one would call "usual". I'm being generous here, more would use the terms odd, weird, crazy, sick and just down right *@#!*.
I view the world differently from those around, yes, but that just makes my voice more unique.....doesn't it?
Ok, I thought, you want my view on the world to come out? Not allow the magic to die? Ok, let the magic begin and let Monica and I come together.
Anarchist? No, I leave that to Ems. Revolutionary? No, that's for the young who have the energy to change the world. Reactionary? No, I certainly don't bother reacting to petty ignorance, no, I view the world through the eyes of someone who really has lived it all before, more a visionary who's waiting for some pillock to press down the little whooshie finger (as in Kung Fu Panda) and make the whole world go dooosh.
I'm not used to such complimentary words but I took them gracefully.
"Thank you," I replied with obvious surprise in my voice, "somehow, after all these years of irreverence I can't see me changing." I laughed, but inside I was thinking how silent I had fallen, how the Monica Tension had sluffed off into her own world leaving the shell behind.
However, it got me thinking, if I'm considered a unicorn what are others?
If I remember rightly the unicorn was responsible for the magic in the world of make-believe and when the unicorn died so did the magic.
If that's the case, I wonder what magic dies with me?
My irreverent humour, the quips, the perspective on life which is, I must agree, not what one would call "usual". I'm being generous here, more would use the terms odd, weird, crazy, sick and just down right *@#!*.
I view the world differently from those around, yes, but that just makes my voice more unique.....doesn't it?
Ok, I thought, you want my view on the world to come out? Not allow the magic to die? Ok, let the magic begin and let Monica and I come together.
Anarchist? No, I leave that to Ems. Revolutionary? No, that's for the young who have the energy to change the world. Reactionary? No, I certainly don't bother reacting to petty ignorance, no, I view the world through the eyes of someone who really has lived it all before, more a visionary who's waiting for some pillock to press down the little whooshie finger (as in Kung Fu Panda) and make the whole world go dooosh.
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