Yes, the Ever-lasting contrast. Since existence has known, the 'fight' between good & evil has continued. Obviously, this fight can never end. Good things turn bad, bad things become good. My fav. contrasting symbol, because it is so true & means so much – the battle between good & bad never ends… Here we ponder on the tragedy of Dylan Klebold.
It’s interesting though how many people in the 11K see Dylan as a follower. The consensus overwhelmingly from student eyewitnesses, friends that knew him personally, and acquaintances, is that they perceived him a follower. Yes, Dylan was the first to mention NBK and that’s logically because he started his journal first (1 year before Eric) and so, of course, he captured the idea first. Sure, Dylan laughed at people while shooting but it’s not as though Eric never did that too during the massacre. Honestly, if you’re going to shoot up your school the idea essentially is to have fun while doing it so it makes total sense that he and Eric would be laughing Conversely, I think Eric also put up with his one and onlyJewishfriend too because it’s not every day you find someone willing to commit mass murder with you – as well as that suicide pact, which was the icing on the cake for Dylan. I think that it’s safe to say the two were equally the push and pull influence of one another. I don’t know why it ever has to be as simplistic as just one boy or the other as the ‘leader’ or ‘follower’. Life is often far more complex and nuanced than that in regards to friendship relationships.
That’s difficult! since I most certainly have more than one thing. 🙂
What comes to mind though..is the way Dylan thinks and expresses his personal self in writing with such an exquisite, quixotic, bygone flavor. I love the uniqueness of his unusual sentence structures often ending in trails of pensive ellipsis and those signature half-neologisms that are the essence of ‘him’. 🙂 In short: I am in love with his writing style. It is most precious. ❤
“You don’t consciously know who I am, & doubtedly unconsciously too. I, who write this, love you beyond infinince. I think about you all the time, how this world would be a better place if you loved me as I do you. I know what you’re thinking: “(some psycho wrote me this harassing letter)” I hoped we could have been together … you seem a bit like me. Pensive, quiet, an observer, not wanting what is offered here (school, life, etc.) you almost seem lonely, like me. You probably have a boyfriend though, & might not have given this note another thought. I have thought you my true love for a long time now, but … well … there was hesitation. You see I can’t tell if you think of anyone as I do you, & if you did who that would be. Fate put me in need of you, yet this earth blocked that with uncertainties..”
“As my love will find me, she feels as I do right now, I can feel it, we will be inseparable. Her & I. Whether it is or not, I think I’ll find it (my love). We will be free, to explore the vast wonders of the stars. To cascade down everlong waterfalls, & thru the warmest seas of pure happiness .. . no limits .. . no limits. Nothing will stop us.”
“The weather is a replication of our thoughts. The happiness is possible, imminent, I love you […]”
I’d say Borderline Personality Disorder, mild Oppositional Defiant Disorder (from the pent-up, unexpressed anger), depression and a smidge of OCD. He had a few signs of Antisocial Personality Disorder but not enough to really completely categorize him as such. This is my personal opinion.
I don’t think much of anything other than some folks are less mature in their expression about a tragic, horrific historical event. They’re in a transitory, superficial phase that has more to do with a ‘cool’, ‘badass’ ‘look’ than the actual gravity of this event. I’m not about to get fussed about it though because after all, this is the interwebs and there are many things – both great and terrible – on it.
We have no way of quantifying that. My feeling is that he was really intrinsically a natural when it came to beats and rhythm. There is a sort of consistent math behind it too. We know that he was especially partial to electronic music which had the ‘Big Beat’ repetitive sound. I would wager.. as we’ve seen in bits and pieces of him in their video snippets.. that he often carried some tune that played around in his head and that he whistled or snapped his fingers and sung, yes occasionally, in a hokey sort of way for amusement. There was just a sense of musical expression within his spirit so to speak. 🙂 I tend to think that he stopped practicing the drums sometime in middle school (about when he started losing interest in top grades) and the drum kit probably sat in the garage or maybe Byron’s bedroom (formerly Dylan’s room).
“The myth of the origin of onyx says that the goddess Venus was resting on the banks of the Indus River. As she slept, Cupid used the point of one of his enchanted arrows to give her a manicure. The parings of her nails then fell into the waters of the sacred river. Since the nails were of heavenly origin, they sank to the river bottom and were metamorphosed into onyx.”
Properties of onyx
Onyx is a protective stone that is believed to assist the wearer against all manner of adversaries. Indians and Persians believed it warded off the evil eye, while Ancient Romans were known to carry onyx amulets carved with Mars, the god of war, when entering battle.
Some have used onyx to tame uncontrollable lust. Because some varieties feature layers of black and white that both unite and contrast, it’s also associated with romance.
In addition to repelling negativity, onyx bestows strength and power. It’s said to increase self confidence, reduce mental and emotional distress, and enhance “connection with the whole”:
“It can take you forward to view the future and with its capacity to impart personal strength, helps you to be the master of your destiny.”
– healingwithcrystals.net.au
BLACK
I am purity. Darkness. Romanticism. Proffessionalism. Existence. Complacence. Power. Pain. Everything is black. I am everything.
We don’t know why Dylan chose his onyx ring (or even if it was real onyx). Most probably, he just liked the black stone because it fit with his aesthetic. But it’s interesting that, yet again, Dylan’s personal preferences have a deeper underlying significance.
Maybe he consciously chose his ring because he was aware of the stone’s backstory and meaning – but I doubt it. Not too many teenage boys, even ones who write about heartache and daydream about a hypnosis place in the clouds, are interested in crystals and gems.
But in some ways, it takes on a more uncanny significance if these similarities are coincidental – or synchronistic.
This is a stone that’s very mythology is about the goddess of love and beauty being tended to by the god of attraction, erotic love and desire. Cupid was said to be the son of Venus (Aphrodite by her Roman name) and Mars, the god of war. These were all preoccupations of Dylan’s that would come to define him after his death, when his secrets were posthumously laid bare.
Dylan needed confidence. He needed protection from his mental illness – his mental and emotional distress – and from the toxic environment around him. He felt shamed by his sexual desires. He sought strength and power. And most of all, he dreamed of love and “connection with the whole”. Perhaps he was drawn subconsciously to the ring for these very reasons, his deeper self detecting things that his waking mind didn’t know.
Interestingly, Eric had a similar talisman, though his was definitely deliberate – his berserk. He carried it always and it was supposed to grant him invincibility. It was found on him after he died.
Though Dylan removed many of his most precious personal effects before taking his own life, his ring remained on. Both boys died wearing a symbolic piece that both referenced their personal struggles and were supposed to guard against them.
Ironically, Onyx helps to alleviate depression but at the same time, because it can hold physical memories of the wearer within its structure, if worn too long, it can generate depression or re-living the pain of old injury or trauma.
Emptiness is loneliness and loneliness is cleanliness And cleanliness is godliness, and God is empty just like me Intoxicated with the madness, I’m in love with my sadness
Meh, maybe. Eric was more of a horror movie buff than Dylan. But they might’ve been annoyed by certain characters and making fun of them such as the two “lesbos” in this season. lol The show is maybe just a bit too in fashion with the mainstream crowd.
Hmm.. I don’t know if I’d describe his handwriting as ‘random’. He’s very deliberate in what he’s trying to convey regarding his strong feelings and thoughts but he tends to shift gears from a couple of sentences to the next depending upon where his thoughts lead to. I find it to be typical teenage journal writing and not too scatter-brain random. Many resonate with his journal and the passionate points he tries to make. However… I’m probably not the best person to ask about Eric’s writing as it doesn’t really click all that much with me. 🙂
Hi and thanks. 🙂 Yep, I’m aware of the Active Shooter: American Underfire Columbine episode airing next Friday, Nov 10 at 9 PM ET/PT on Showtime. I must admit that I’m not overly excited about since I worry that it’s going to be another documentary sullied from Dave Cullen’s pov. It might trigger me to have a fit and shut it off.
holy fucking shit do people not read my bio?? i clearly state ‘DO NOT FOLLOW ME IF YOU CONDONE’ and yet i just had to block 5 followers who condone.
what do you condone? the murder of innocent kids? who had goals, aspirations, hopes, dreams, desires for the future that were all ripped from them by 2 immature selfish boys who felt that their pain and misfortune gave them the right to cause all that death and destruction.
i understand feeling empathy towards eric and dylan, i do, because i feel empathy and sadness for them. i wish their lives could have turned out differently and that they felt happy, safe and accepted at school and were never bullied.
but what they did wasn’t ‘brave’. it wasn’t ‘badass’. it wasn’t the ‘ultimate fucking revenge’ because they didn’t solve anything for themselves or for bullied teens, and outcasts. in fact they made things ten hundred times worse. the bullying resumed at columbine, a few months after the shooting, and all across the united states, outcast kids, kids who didn’t fit the cookie cutter mould of the jocks, kids who looked different, dressed different, didn’t conform to the norms, were persecuted by their classmates and teachers because the entire country was terrified that their school could be the next columbine.
so those 2 assholes you worship, didn’t do themselves, or you, any favours by shooting up their school. they caused an epidemic of school shootings inspired by them, two of which became the biggest university shooting, and the biggest elementary school shooting, the latter of which resulted in the death of 20 6 to 7 year old innocent kids. babies.
Word 👊🏻
Wow. I just answered all of my asks. That sure doesn’t happen very often. lol
Very good point. The Scream art was a pretty popular at the time on a lot of merch at bookstores and whatnot. And, yesss, that blow-up figure! I’d forgotten about that. It would’ve been a very easy artsy gift selection for Dylan to make for his momma.
Aww, you’ve just made my morning – thank you ever so much! ❤
The Everlasting Contrast 