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i was at an event recently, and as the occasion warranted, there were quite a few (older) rock musicians in attendance..

I was talking to one, an englishman in his sixties, who had spent decades on the road drumming for various metal bands.

He was quite tipsy. I am not a smoker, but we were having a smoke together and chatting about music. Everyone at the event had gotten quite drunk (well, not me, I don't drink), and at a certain buzz level everyone had to go smoke. I wanted to hang with all the drunk European smokers and young kids.

As we were talking his daughter came over. She was overweight, and wearing a short clingy dress that left nothing to the imagination.

She wanted to know where they were sitting for the event. Well, Dad couldn't find the card. He was shoveling through all the pockets in his well-worn coat, and she offered to help. I offered to hold his beer.

So there I was, standing witness to this rather personal, intimate father/daughter moment.

As she was going through his pockets I noticed she had cut marks all the way up her arms.

I found myself quite moved. Because as they went through his pockets, I saw that he had kept the invitation to the event, the leaflet, some of the other items associated with it, and carefully put them in all his pockets. The event obviously meant a lot to him. It was dear to him.

And his daughter was not impatient or judgmental of her father's rather inebriated state. "Can we try here? Did you look in the back pocket, Dad?"

For all of their uniqueness, they were father and daughter, they were not estranged from each other, they were not impatient with each other, they were not judgmental of each other.

Finally, "Oh here it is, it was with me monies!"

It was the right table, the cool table, and she ran off thrilled.

We went back to chatting about his recent metal tour through Europe, the festivals, the fans...

I don't know exactly why the experience resonates with me so. It was something to do with their acceptance of each other, their love for each other, and their uniqueness, I suppose, but also part of the charm, part of the endearing quality, was to do with their place within the rock pantheon. In other words, in a funny way, they were peasants. And I do not mean this in a derogatory way. People with challenging life situations often are possessed of a greater depth of knowledge about themselves and the nature of man.

It was as if I was in Medieval Europe witnessing an exchange between a peasant farmer and his daughter, both excited to have been invited to the ball.

the cutter by willheim

/ ©2012-2015 willheim
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CanadianDesperado Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2012  Hobbyist Photographer
Willheim, I absolutely love the depth of your journals. Keep writing them, please. Keep sharing. And isn't it ironic how those who live what others see as the most messed up lives often have greater capacity for love and understanding? We could all learn to be better from such examples.
Tearahk Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
That is... Very thought provoking... It is true that those with financial burdens tend to know themselves better than those who do not have these problems. And it is because of the harshness of ones life that they are able to look into their souls and find who they truly are. And most often than not, the people they find themselves to be are some of the most caring, selfless, and compassionate people that you will ever meet. This both raises my heart with glee and plunges it down into sadness. It breaks my heart to know that most people who are kind and compassionate are the ones with the horrible lot in life.
Starbat Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Wow. That's deep.

I think it's true. Adversity requires one to be much more proactive in life, and thus is much better at teaching you about yourself.
bird-in-a-tux Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
It's those little moments that make life what it is...
krazy3 Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2012  Student Artist
Your prose is almost as good as your music. Every single one of these journals is an absolute joy to read and they leave me wanting more.
K4nK4n Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2012
Thank you for sharing this. We peasants are always under-valued, under-appreciated and usually ignored in the eyes of the majority.
PumpkinHipHop Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2012  Student Digital Artist
Beautifully interesting way to look at the situation. Modern Day Peasants. Ahaha, that's my new band name.
CanadianDesperado Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2012  Hobbyist Photographer
Has a ring to it.
NurioMarayana Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
She had cut marks all the way up to her arms? Ah... It's always so very sad when people decide to mutilate themselves for whatever reason.
I never quite understood why one would ever do that... After all, the human body is a wonderful thing, so one has to be very desperate or confused to do such a thing like that. The feelings I get when I meet with such a person is a mix of pity, grief and anger: "How could you do such a thing?"

That said... It is endearing to see that a father-daughter bond can transcend everything, really. A daughter can grow up very differently from a father, but they'll always be father and daughter.
It reminds me of such television shows where child and parent were separated since the child's birth. As the child grows older, the longing to finding their roots grows stronger and stronger. Eventually, after many years, when the child is able to, they go into pursuit for their parent(s). When they by chance find each other, the raw emotion at their reunion is quite moving. It's happiness, sadness, guilt and forgiveness all swirled into a torrent of tears and bawls.
And that while they have never really met. It seems such a bond is unbreakable by simple difference between locations, cultures, upbringings and personalities.

But I digress... My comment strays further and further from the intent of your journal, but these were the thoughts it made me have.
Astral-Spectrum Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
You know, its no wonder your on the MLP team Will. Your journals have kept the Art Dept. of this fandom up to date on our Life Lesson letters to Celestia between S2 and S3. Each one a message, and within each one a lesson waiting to be learned.
Thanqol Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2012  Student Digital Artist
A perfect end to a peaceful day.
anzul Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2012  Student General Artist
interesting story...
trough fire and flames and they still stand together, poetic lol

abd yeah, people with challenging lifes go trough a more broad espectrun of experiences
pentaclegram Featured By Owner Sep 11, 2012
Almost every journal you post make me think or shows me a facet of something I had never before considered, which is a decidedly good thing. Keep em coming!
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