What’s the frequency, really…….? (Part 2)

Posted: August 30, 2012 in music, philosophy
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Louisville Orchestra with Dashboard Confessional

Louisville Orchestra with Dashboard Confessional (Photo credit: Jason Weinberger)

Hunter F.58 / Hunter T.68

Hunter F.58 / Hunter T.68 (Photo credit: Ranger BP)

Now that Hunter has stopped evading and realizes how inconsequential politics are for him and understands the damage his obsession has done in his life, what then?

What’s a guy to do when he realizes that something in his life he thought was crucial was instead a moral black hole; a joy sucking vapor – something akin to a lover hiding infidelity and benefitting from their deceit and their partner’s cluelessness?

Hunter dreams of days when, with absolute certainty, he tells his obsession “Don’t you see, don’t you see that the charade is over? And all the best deceptions and the clever cover story award – goes to you”.

Dashboard Confessional got it right.

Joy sucking obsessions – be they relationships or behaviors, attitudes or beliefs – must go. Got to recognize the power you’ve granted them and then toss them off if you wish to live a life. What then, though?

Hunter soldiers on. He remembers he’s had guides along the way to check the terrain, has drill sergeants who keep him disciplined, and he has one hell of a C.O. to provide the instructions he will need.

Reveille has been played. Dawn arrived in his scary, intriguing new life.

Hunter’s first step was to stand….to stand firm and face hard truths. He will stand strong against a frenemy calling him at the impeccably worst time to insist he ignore the stained, damp boxers that aren’t his lying on the floor.

The 2012 election cycle is in high gear. It’s perhaps the most important campaign since the election of Franklin Roosevelt. Hunter will almost certainly be paying attention. However, like an awkward accidental meet up at the bar with a newly ex-ed ex, things are not and can never be the same.

Things can never be as they were, not if Hunter expects to soldier on. Today, Dashboard’s Chris Carrabba‘s lyrics encourage and sustain:

“So kiss me hard ‘cus this will be the last time that I let you. You’ll be back some day. And this awkward kiss that tells of other people’s lips will be of service to giving you away”.

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