Thursday, July 28, 2005

You don't really know

"You're just a kid, you don't have the faintest idea what you're talking about. You've never been out of Boston.

So if I ask you about art, you'd probably give me the skinny on every art book ever writtened. Michelangelo? You know alot about him. Life's work, political aspirations, him and the pope. Sexual orientation. The whole works, right?

I bet you can't tell me what it smells like in the SIstine Chapel. You never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling. Seeing that.

If I ask you about woman, you'll probably give me a syllabus of your personal favorites. You may ever been laid a few times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel trully happy. You're a tough kid.

If I ask you about war, you'd probably throw Shakespeare at me, right? "Once more into the breach, dear friends."
But you've never been near one. You've never held your bestfriend head in your lap and watch him gasp his last breath lookin' to you for help.

If I ask you about love, you'd probably quote me a sonnet, but you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes. Feelin' like God put an angel on earth just for you, who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn't know what it's like to be her angel. To have that love for her to be there forever. Through anything.

You don't know about real loss, cause that only occurs when you love somethin more than you love yourself." Said Sean, to Will Hunting.

Pray from mothers

A few days ago, me and the team had a presentation to client. It was a back and forth presentation, but we nailed it that day. And we had a ...