letra de sacrifice - akira the don
this is the peter pan story. peter pan is this magical boy, pan is the god of everything
roughly speaking. it’s not an accident that he has the name pan, and he’s the boy that
won’t grow up and he’s magical. well that’s because children are magical, they can be
anything; they’re nothing but potential. peter pan doesn’t want to give that up, why?
well he’s got some adults around him but the main adult is captain hook, who the h-ll
wants to grow up to be captain hook? first of all you’ve got a hook, second you’re a
tyrant and third you’re chased by the dragon of chaos with a clock in it’s stomach, the
crocodile, it’s already got a piece of you. well that’s what happens when you get older
time has already got a piece of you and eventually it’s got a taste for you, and
eventually it’s going to eat you. hook is so traumatised by that that he can’t help but be
a tyrant. and then peter pan looks at traumatised hook and says well no i’m not
sacrificing my childhood for that and he ends up king of lost boys
sacrifice. you get to pick your d-mn sacrifice, that’s all
sacrifice. you don’t get to not make one
you’re sacrificial whether you want to be or not
and who the h-ll wants to be king of the lost boys? and he also sacrifices the possibility
that he’ll have a real relationship with a woman, that’s wendy. she wants to grow up and
have a life, she accepts her mortality, she accepts her maturity. peter pan has to content
himself with tinker-bell. she doesn’t even exist, she’s like, she’s like the fairy of p-rn
she doesn’t exist. she’s the subst-tute for the real thing. there’s a sacrificial element to
maturation. you have to sacrifice the pluripotentiality of childhood for the actuality of a
frame. well why would you do that? one reason is it happens to you whether you do it
or not. you can either chose your d-mn limitation or you can let it take you unaware
when you’re 30, or even worse when you’re 40. that is not a happy day
sacrifice. you get to pick your d-mn sacrifice, that’s all
sacrifice. you don’t get to not make one
you’re sacrificial whether you want to be or not
when you’re 25 you can be an idiot, it’s no problem. ok well now you’re the same
person at 30, it’s like people aren’t so thrilled about you at that point, it’s like what the
h-ll have you been doing for the last 10 years? well i’m just as clueless as i was when i
was 22. yeah but you’re not 22. you’re an old infant and that’s an ugly thing. you chose
your d-mn sacrifice because the sacrifice is inevitable but at least you get to choose it
the problem with being a child is that all you are is potential and it’s really low
resolution; you could be anything but you’re not anything. so then you go and you
adopt an apprenticeship. at least you become something. and when you’re something
that makes the world open up to you again. if you’re a really good plumber then you
end up being far more than a plumber, you end up being a good employer, you run a
business, you train some other people, you enlarge their lives you, you’re kind of a
pillar of the community, you have your family. once you p-ss through that narrow
training period which narrows you, and constricts you, and develops you at the same
time, then you can come out the other end with a bunch of new possibility at hand. and
jung talked about that, he thought that part of the proper path of development in the last
half of life was to rediscover the child that you left behind as you were apprenticing
and so then you get to be something and regain that potential at the same time
sacrifice. you get to pick your d-mn sacrifice, that’s all
sacrifice. you don’t get to not make one
you’re sacrificial whether you want to be or not. (x2)
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