Changes are coming to The Gonzo Press. Initially, I will not be posting stories for the remainder of the month. In place of regular content, I will be posting updates such as this one. The purpose of these updates is to inform you of the soon to be applied changes to The Gonzo Press. These past few months have served as a monumental learning opportunity for me.
At six months and two weeks sober I discovered the two part secret to high self esteem:
Step One: Discover what you deem to be cool.
Step Two: Become that.
Hi guys. I’m sorry, but this weeks Wednesday post is going to be a bit different than normal. My original plan was to release a piece of memoir today, but I simply didn’t have enough time to write it. Life got in the way. It seems to go that way sometimes. Responsibilities have a knack for interrupting passions. In a sense that’s the whole reason I started this blog. I want my responsibilities and passions to coincide.
Lost nail clippers.
Found wire cutters.
I once thought I was passionate about Journalism.
I took a tums.
The mantra of today’s failure.
That is what Mid 90s did for me. It gave me an experience that can only be described as quintessentially true. I’ve very carefully selected that word, true, because truth is that which pertains to reality. The movie did this by accurately depicting the archetypal story of one’s integration with the shadow self via a surface level plot. That surface level plot was one of the best coming of age stories I have witnessed in a long time. In fact, I believe it is one of my favorite plots of all time. It is a staggeringly beautiful piece of melancholy genius.
Because I admit myself a fool.
The angel on the left says, “Rome wasn’t built in a day.”
The angel on the right counters with, “This is not Rome.”
I am unable to discern which is fallen.