So that's my second post, and I won't talk about art.
You must be thinkin'... "Why she refuses to write somethin' about art if this is a journal inside an art's website?!"
Well, I just like to talk about the things goin' on inside my head... And that's exactly the subject of this new entry. What the hell happens inside our heads, what is travelling beyond our minds...
And my inspiration for that comes from an excellent movie called "Girl, Interupted", with Angelina Jolie (she wons the oscar doin' this film) and Winona Ryder.
It's about a girl, named Susana, who posseses a condition, a psychiatric disease, know as Borderline Personality Disorder. The whole history is about the time she spend in a mental institution, the Claymore, and the friends she made there, and what she learned about the other's disease, the other's thoughts, and mainly about herself. Jolie plays a character named Lisa, a sociopath, who definitely stole the scenes with her incredible acting.
It's a tough movie to watch. Makes you think about your own "crazy" moments, makes you ask yourself where is the difference between insanity and healthy, and if do exist such borderline, or if it's so thin that it's almost impossible to detect.
One of the important questions that bothers Susana's mind is the death, or precisily talkin', the suicide. And she faces it at a friend's house, when she found other girl (that has been released from the hospital a few days ago) hung on the shower. This unique scene makes her open her eyes, and realize that she was runnin' away from her disease, and just makin' it worse, drivin' herself crazy, at 100hm/h on the highway to oblivion.
And so she says somethin' that has been echoing inside my head since I heard it for the first time... She said somethin' like... "When you don't wanna feel, death can seems like a dream... But seeing death, really seeing it, makes dreamin' about it fuckin' ridiculous".
At the end of the movie she says another thing that also made me stop and wonder... she talks about what is to be crazy... and she says that it isn't what most people think... but it is you, or me, amplified... (and I just loved the sound of this word)...
I think it all makes sense at the end, everything the movie shows, each scene, each dialogue... It makes you really think and re-think about your own life, and your own demons (because everyone got 'em)...
If you didn't watch it yet, go now and do it!
If you already watched, just do it again!
I've been watching this movie for years, and I'll never stop doin' it. It always helps me with some kind of problem, with some sort of thought. And it always makes me desire more and more to live my life with all the streght that I still got inside me...


(Yeah, I know, this post was kind of philosophic... But that's a journal, right?? It supposed to be here for us to write what we're thinkin', isn't it?)


I'll write below a poem called "Resumé", from the amazing Dorothy Parker. This poem is cited in the movie, and it's just perfect! Taste it:

Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp;
Guns aren't lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.