Monday, December 12, 2011

Conversation of a prince and an outlaw

Self-portrait, 101


This is a fairy tale.

And like any other tale, it begins with a once upon a time.

Once upon a time, there was a young prince like no other. He grew up to be a fine man though nothing really exceptional. His hair and eyes black as night, his skin as fine as any wood. He stands like a sentinel in battle and speaks like a politician in pew.

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“I never really believed in fairy tales, sire, if you asked me. “


“But I came from a fairy tale, and you won’t believe in me?”


“That is neither here nor there.”

**

One day he heard of a famine brought about by a raging dragon, so destructing that he sets out in a journey not knowing how and why, though one thing is sure - he will fight the devil.

So he left the confines of his castle, rides his horse with his sword on the waist, and trails the treacherous road to the realms of the unknown.

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“You mean you don’t believe me to be a prince?”


“Pardon my uncertainties but you don’t look like one.”


“It seems to me that you have turned yourself into a stereotype.”

**

On his way, he saw a few people. He met his fellow princes. While some are vengeful, others prove to be frauds. Soon he surrounds himself with friends. A noble, a priest, a virgin, a whore, a thief, a clown and a piper, to name a few. And all they set together to find dragons of their own to slay.

And then the prince chokes on the apple.

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“I see no favor in dressing in capes and proclaiming I’m noble.”


“And yet I must look clean and well so the town’s people won’t suspect.”


“Well, you may pass on being a beautiful stereotype but my conscience won’t allow it.”

**

The prince slept for years. While he is aware of himself, he is neither dreaming nor awake.

And then at one fine day, he spits the apple chunk and rises from the crypt. He picks up his sword, joins his joyful friends and sets out again to find the dragon to slay.

**

“If only one could agree for a dragon-bait, it must be well.”


“And I goddamn refuse. I am as capable of rescuing you as you are of rescuing me. I’m an outlaw, not a hero. We’re our own dragons as well as our own heroes, and we have to rescue ourselves from ourselves.”

**

Once upon a time, there was a young prince. But the story does not end with a princess on his side, or even with another prince, or with a kiss or in a happily ever after.

In fact, it doesn’t end at all.



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with lines from Tom Robbins

11 reaction(s):

citybuoy said...

"Once upon a time, there was a young prince. But the story does not end with a princess on his side, or even with another prince, or with a kiss or in a happily ever after.

In fact, it doesn’t end at all."

So are they real, DB? It took me a few runs to get what you were trying to say but that question still lingered after some time.

Real thought provoking stuff. And to think your last post was in November pa. haha nag-iipon? :p

rudeboy said...

Actually, things do end, db. But unlike in fairy tales, there is no magic spell, there is no curse lifted, there is no waking up.

Just The End. And that's our ever-after.

Sometimes I wonder why we bother slaying our dragons if everything dies in the end, anyway, including the world itself. We're all just Don Quixotes, tilting valiantly, yet vainly, at windmills.

Or is the struggle the story itself?

imsonotconio said...

nicely written! im always a fan

Désolé Boy said...

Nyl - Which are you referring to? But everything I've written here were all real.
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Rudeboy - Maybe because through that, we find our worth that could somehow cover-up for the failures we commit. I dunno.
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Conio - Thank you for the kind words.

Nate said...

@deebee: really good stuff you got here lil bro.. galing!! :)

KikomaxXx said...

so ano tapos ka na bang mangarap harapin mo na kaya prob mo.. ahehehhe

My Nomadic Habits said...

galing ng composition mo pwede na to e publish

citybuoy said...

Sorry, I meant to comment on the fairy tale feel of it all. Is he really a prince? Is there anything wrong with being an outlaw? That kind of stuff.

Désolé Boy said...

Kuya Nate - Nakakabitin ang comment mo. But thanks ;D
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Bossing - Oo naman. Salamat sa paalala.
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Nomadic Habits - Yay! Thank you so much for your kind words monsieur.
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Nyl - Sometimes, I, too, doubt that, I must admit. But it's all in my mind and I think that makes it more than real. Also, me thinks we must act out our roles, be it a vagabond, a fat fake prince or an outlaw, there's nothing wrong with that. ;D

Victor Saudad said...

Always chew before you swallow. Especially if it's an apple.

Always take in small bites.








And it's nice you're back from a good slumber. :)

Nate said...

@deebee: ay, sahree naman lil bro.. nabitin ka ba? coz i was in awe at how you were able to compose this one.. i was at a loss for words during the time i posted a comment.. so yun.. haha.. :)

 

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