Getting better at this

Well, I did write a whole thing about seeing Mary Poppins, but I lost it. So that kinda sucks. But it's been a while since i last posted something, and so much has happened since, I just have to start somewhere and go for it. Life goes in cycles, we all know this, I think. Even the things you don't think go in cycles, it's most likely that they do in fact go in a cycle. Like going to see shows in New York City. This week I saw three shows. That's practically unheard of for me. There was a dry spell before this that lasted almost 2 months, and then all of a sudden, BAM, 3 shows. It kinda caught me off guard. On Sunday I saw Mary Poppins with my dear friends Amanda, and Nathan, whom are now engaged after Nathan's romantic proposal of marriage in Central Park. It is something extremely special to see a couple right after the proposal. It's like a magical mystery; completely unsolvable. The energy was crazy, i loved it!
So we went to see Mary Poppins and I was completely blown away. Everything about the show was brilliant. I mean, I knew I would like it, but they exceeded my expectations exponentially. The tap dancing, the chimney sweep roof top scene, the supercalifragilisticexpialidocious scene, the way the sets moved, the magnificent dancing, and singing and acting. I wasn't even thinking about how good it was, I was just immersed in the world of Mary Poppins. There was this one moment when she arrives at the house, and starts settling into the room upstairs with the Banks children. She pulls all of her stuff out of this bag. And we're talking big things, so it looks really cool, but then she took out a bed sheet, and as she flung the bed sheet open across the empty stage, a bed appeared underneath and the sheet covered the bed. It was completely magic, I swear. I was shocked, utterly shocked. I didn't even know what to do in my chair. So if ever there is a chance to see MP, do it! You won't regret it. It's Disney's Magic and it's finest.

Then I went to see a show called "The Normal Heart" on Wednesday, which I have been meaning to see for a long time. Finally it was time to check it out. I knew a bit about it going into it, but also knew that it was going to change my life because of the what the subject matter is. It's all about Larry Kramer and beginning of the AID's epidemic in New York City, 1981. AIDS is something that I knew very little about, in terms of it's history. I knew that it wasn't good, and that there is no real cure. It was supposedly only suppose to be a GAY disease, but Africa proved that to be completely false, and now it is something that all sexual orientations have to deal with. "The Normal Heart" was a knock the wind out of you kind of experience. It was a wave of information hitting you like the ocean tide, knocking you out and then sweeping you underneath the surface, spinning you around until you catch yourself on the ground and push yourself up and out of the water, gasping for air. Every scene was so full of energy and the actors playing on stage were beyond what I could explain in words. For 2 and a half hours I was in a different world. The emotions were all over the map. It was funny, until it wasn't. Society treated this AIDS thing like it was a joke, it was completely, and still is, swept under the rug. Over 35 million people have died of AIDS and they still aren't accepting it as an epidemic. When the swine flu broke out, the medical world went nuts, thinking this was going to be a pandemic (or something crazy big) and it was nothing compared to the way AIDS has taken millions of lives. During the 80's this disease hit the Broadway crowd extremely hard. People where dying left, right and centre. It was insane, like flies. Some didn't know how the Broadway world would recover from loosing so many actors. I mean, to try and comprehend this is mind blowing. And to think that it was only apart of the Gay community when it first arrived in America. WHY?? is my question. It's absolutely crazy that even when people were dying, sexual orientation was the deciding factor between life and death. How can that be true, but it is. Because of being Gay, no one would want me to help me, or more specifically, no one would want to be seen helping me. We all care way to much about what everyone else thinks of us. What happened to that fact that we are all human beings, with a heartbeat, just trying to make it on this earth. That is hard enough, why do we add all of this extra stress and pressure to our lives. We are who we are, it's as simple and as complicated as that. PEOPLE, you must try to understand this, people literally died because others didn't want to be associated with the Gay community. There was one line that still sticks with me; it hit me like an arrow in the heart: (I'm paraphrasing) "why do we even look back at our history, we don't learn anything from it." I realize this is a general statement, but in many ways it rings true. 6,000,000 Jews were killed in the Holocaust. We now know see this as one of the biggest tragedies in history, and it is. But you think we would have learned from it. 35,000,000 have died of AIDS. It just blows my mind. If people would just let go of there freakin ego and pride and just help each other, AHHHHH!
Well you can see how this play has affected me. So, if you ever get the chance to see "The Normal Heart" do it!!

Switching up the mood dramatically, on to the final musical...it was a movie with Leonardo DiCaprio. He ran around chasing women, and money, and told any story he could to get what he wanted, whether it was true or a complete lie. I'll CATCH you after the break.
Time for some breakfast!

TOBECONTINUED...

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