3 Howls For Existentialism
If you could be any kind of monster, what would it be? I imagine most of you would say “vampire” without even really thinking about it. And that’s fine…if you want to be an emo for all eternity. I mean think about it, you could be ANYTHING. A ghost, a gargoyle, bigfoot, loch ness, a demon, godzilla etc. For me, the choice is simple. I’d be a werewolf.
I’m more of a feral child and I’m scrappy like that. Now don’t get me wrong, my choice in being a werewolf has nothing to do with retaining any sense of humanity or having the best of both worlds, i.e. living as a human all the time except on a full moon. And it certainly has nothing to do with the Twilight series. I mean, those werewolves are weak sauce. I’m talking moreso, Underworld werewolves; the ones that rip you to pieces first and then sort out the body parts later.
My reason is much simpler. I’d be a werewolf because I think it would be really fun. I mean c’mon, think about it…
Clothing? – optional
Having a bad day? – rip a head off
Someone gives you a dirty look? – tear off a limb to help them realize the error of their ways
Need transportation? – You run faster than cars
Feeling crazy? – Howl at the moon
Need friends? – Bite somebody
Attacked by another monster? – ha-HA, we run in packs you fool! Come get some!
In fact, if I had to choose between living as a human or a werewolf, I’d still pick a werewolf. No desk job, no boss, no bills, just running wild through the woods and eating college students making out in a car. I’d be an f’d up werewolf too. I’d knock on the door before I ripped it off its hinges just because I think it would be funny. ”Babe, what was that? Wait…is that a werewolf knocking on the door? AHH! – nom nom nom.” Yes, a sociopathic werewolf with an odd sense of humor, free of social burden, and equipped with the tools necessary for me to sustain myself. And should I ever tire of this lifestyle, I can always fall on some silver knives. Wow, wouldn’t that be nice – if only.
So what’s the point of this post? Why am I talking about werewolves? What does this song have to do with anything? In a word, existentialism. “Memento mori” is a warning. It’s latin for, ‘remember you must die.’ There is no werewolf happy ending for us. So, then…what are you waiting for? Stop dreaming about the things you want to do and just start doing them. Haven’t you wasted enough time already?
“knock knock” (low growling)
“Memento mori” – Everybody Loves Irene
What can you do if life turns into blue?
There’s nothing you can do
Oh yes, it’s true
You just sit along with alcohol
Bugs in the head flew like waterfall
Sleep along under the night birds’ song
Dream and dream but everything just comes and goes
I don’t care the sunshine anymore
I just try to close the door
I don’t need the sun to shine anymore
Push myself to ignore
What can you do if your life gets blue?
There’s nothing you can do
Oh no, what can you do?
Scream aloud in the crowd
You know what I thought
Oh God take me out
Getting high in the bed
Smoking last cigarettes
Put the gun to the head
