[i sound my barbaric yawp.]

Having downloaded yet another Fruits Basket music vid, I was basking in the joy of loving Kyou, whose over-the-top anger makes my heart all aflutter... and this led me to think about how I love angry, bitter songs (just today, I was drooling over Radiohead and Linkin Park in one breath just 'cause they're so loudly angst-filled) & perpetually angry (male) characters in general.... Which led to me thinking (again) how I alone seem in love with the notion of Draco's anger post-OoTP sometimes... okay, a lot of times.... Which led me to thinking about how I can fall for the biggest jerk, fictional or not, just because they're so full of rage and passion, either directed at the world or just one person (or just me, most amazingly).

People often go on about how there's a lack of reason and clear thinking in the world, and that's true, but.... I can't help but feel that knowledge & reason is nothing without the burning passion to master it. There's a lack of passion that I see around me... a lack of sheer unfiltered intense emotion, fully honest & unstoppable. I realize that to me, that sort of thing is like crack (i.e., it fries my brain-cells but I find it addictive), and that it's not healthy to go around high on life all the time (it would wear most people out, anyway)... Few people seem truly loud even without speaking, and so viscerally full of existence that it's like a look from them is as startling as a scream. That is probably for the best, actually, but....

( Bleargh. )