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What Thou Lovest Well Remains,
With The Possible Exception
Of Fire Maidens Of Outer Space
Deep down, to this day,
I love sitting in a darkened theater
waiting for the movie curtains to swing aside.
A huge screen is revealed and the lights slowly dim.
Then life springs onto the screen—
big, bright images—
but more than images—
this is what comes alive before me—
a world made of light.
I can’t call this solely a love of movies, not exactly.
The whole theater is part of it.
Even today, though there usually aren’t curtains
and the screen is not that big,
every time I go to see a film,
I feel it is saving my life.
Michael Gushue
Posted over on Murder Your Darlings
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