The Silent Emperor

My placeholder remained and here I return to continue another day.  My head feels much more intact. And all I really wanted to do today is rush through everything so I could continue my editing.  And here I am. Ready to go.

Excited to go and move ever closer to the finish line.  In the meantime, I am waking my muse with some of John Williams' wondrous compositions from Empire of the Sun.  If you have not seen it, I highly recommend it.  By the way, it is based on the semi-autobiographical novel of J.G. Ballard.  Why is it all the best movies seem to be based on a novel?

Hmmmmm, I wonder.

The soundtrack is pretty amazing too.  Then again, John Williams isn't known for bad soundtracks.  If you aren't sure who he is, I implore you to look him up.  He is known for some of the most iconic soundtracks in the history of cinema and it is a travesty to me for those who know music to be ignorant of his work.  I hold him up with some of the greatest composers in history.

He is the author of his music.  That pen he wields to compose his work is not unlike the pen of the author, breathing life into a world and molding it as a sculptor would his masterpiece.  The creators are the masters, the sculptors of their world: drawing the lines, creating the laws, weaving the tapestry of their form into something magnificent. 

We are the captain of the ship, the silent emperor directing their lands in the way they feel they should go.  Does it always turn out as the emperor so chooses? Sometimes yes, and sometimes no.  But that is some of the beauty behind it all.  Even the world we create and command will find the way to tell its story.  One way or another.  The question is, are we brave enough, humble enough, to listen and to direct as we should?