If I do not already seem like a walking red flag, one of my all time favorite movies, is Leaving Las Vegas. I have always been somewhat of a romantic, and for addicts/alcoholics this movie has it all. The plot is not anything too crazy, a man played by Nicholas Cage down on his luck, moves into various hotel rooms, his only luggage being a treasure trove of booze. It literally spills out of his suitcases.
Wow beauty and pain all in one reflection. I sincerely appreciate you writing and sharing. The scene that you painted at the end was so powerful, haunting, and invitational. Perhaps we have to become like the fragments of stain glass to radiate something otherworldly. Thank you again.
Wow beauty and pain all in one reflection. I sincerely appreciate you writing and sharing. The scene that you painted at the end was so powerful, haunting, and invitational. Perhaps we have to become like the fragments of stain glass to radiate something otherworldly. Thank you again.
Thank you! The suffering is what colors the picture, and allows us to transcend our existential angst and ontic selves.
Thank you.