Wednesday, 25 September 2013

KEITH MOON. A SHY, SENSITIVE INDIVIDUAL.

  Just wanted to write a few words on my old idol, Keith Moon. This is just few lines on how I see Keith today. Perhaps the reason why I took to him so much was because there was a part of me that, like him, lost sight of who I was in pursuit of trying to please others because I was afraid of being authentic, real, alive. Now I no longer feel afraid to speak what I feel as I know that I have something of value to offer others. 

 It is sad that people become hosts for others all their lives, & totally forget who they really are underneath. This is what happened to Keith, & its what happened to me as I grew up. After all these years I can say with deep honesty that I like Keith Moon now. I idolized him because I enjoyed his drumming, but more importantly, I like him because I see him for who he really was, a sensitive, shy individual who was too afraid to be himself. Had he found the real confidence to be who he really was inside then who can say what he would of gone onto become. Certainly something much, much more than he was, & that was superb within itself.

 This is how I see Keith today;

 ~ KEITH MOON WAS FROM A WORKING CLASS BACKGROUND WHO MADE IT HAPPEN, THEN DIDN`T KNOW HOW TO CONTROL IT. UNLIKE THE OTHER MEMBERS HE POSSESSED NO OTHER OUTLET FOR CREATIVITY, OTHER THAN FEEDING HIS OWN STEREOTYPE. HIS NEED TO PLEASE OTHERS TORE HIM APART. IT CONTROLLED & RAVAGED HIM SO MUCH THAT HE LOST SIGHT OF HIS OWN SOUL. HE WAS A SENSITIVE & GENTLE MAN WHO HAD A PATHOLOGICAL NEED TO PLEASE OTHERS. SO MUCH SO THAT HE BECAME INFERIOR & ISOLATED FROM NORMAL, HEALTHY RELATIONSHIPS WITH OTHERS. KEITH DIDN`T KNOW WHO HE WAS, ONLY WHAT OTHERS EXPECTED OF HIM. HE FED HIS OWN STEREOTYPE SO WELL THAT IT IN THE END IT KILLED HIM. AT LEAST HE LEFT A LEGACY. MANY WHO HAVE THIS AFFLICTION DO NOT GET THAT OPPORTUNITY. THEY DIE ALONE & UNHEARD, HAVING SQUANDERED THEIR LIFE IN THE PURSUIT OF PLEASING OTHER PEOPLE. KEITH WAS A RECEPTACLE FOR EVERYONE ELSE`S PLEASURE, BUT SADLY, NEVER HIS OWN ~ 

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