I miss what the movies used to be. Now I'm talking the classics. With Princesses, and Dreams, and Love. None of this, puppies on the moon shit. anyway, I miss those movies.
I used to be able to watch them and feel, happy. Sleeping Beauty was always my favorite. She was so beautiful. Blissfully unaware of how painful her life would soon be, not knowing how wonderful it would all turn out. I got excited watching Aurora.
My favorite part was in the woods. She sang about her Dreams. And, as Fate would have it, Fate being the kind thing it is...ha, the man of her dreams joined in.
"They say if you Dream a thing more than once, it's sure to come true."
Wouldn't it be nice if that were true? I could watch that movie over and over again, and believe it every time. I could watch Prince Philip fight his way through the pain of an impossible forest and put and end to Maleficent and her Evil forever...all for his True Love...and know it was possible.
Now there are some movies I can't even watch anymore.
I've become cynical. I want to be able to believe that dreams really do come true...but I'm jealous of Maleficent's Curse. the forest has become too painful, and I don't know how much longer I can fight my way through. I'd rather have pricked my finger and fallen asleep. Then I could Dream again, peacefully, waiting for them to come true. And hey, if they never did, at least i would sleep be asleep...Dreaming.
I miss Disney.
...and now you know.
- J
