What I See

What I see is...things that don't quite work. A whole bunch of gears whose teeth don't match up quite right, the gears grind and the whole thing slips. It seems to me that the Film Industry is full of these slipping gears. And when the gears slip a ton of money falls through and the good stories get stuck while the shitatious stories get made. Or the whole thing groans to a halt and it shakes with mounting strain as the drivers hit the throttle trying to get the thing to go, but it's about to die.

So, why am I here? To asses the problem, to see where the cracks are, to get a feel for the competition and the way the whole engine runs. If God sees fit to let me slip through the gears while I'm here, GREAT!! If not, well, I think I'd rather make my own way. I'm more comfortable with my own paths than the ones that others travel. I've always had a tendency to walk my own way, and I fervently hope that way is the path that God has prepared for me.

It's the whole "Thinking outside of the box" thing. Are those the people who don't see the box, the ones stuck on the inside and can't escape, or are they the ones who travel from inside to the outside freely because they are not aware that there are walls to not cross.

I hate boxes. You know, unless I need to move, and then I hate them even more. :P