Last nite I watched The Rocky Horror Picture Show (again). I keep trying to understand the meaning of the show? I think that if i watch it enough times I may understand? Once again I am still bewildered and baffled. What does Janet really want? Who is she? Why did Eddie have to die? Why does this crazy film have a cult following the size of Texas? Why do I obsess about the true meaning? Perhaps it is like the Seinfeld episode, a series about nothing. Then why I am drawn to watch it again and again? Like the ocean that pulls and tugs at the core of my soul. And then I can understand Janet and her love for Brad but her wants for what one cannot have. I feel a kinship with her emotions, reflections and her guilt. And what of Eddie? Did he die in vain? Did he really die or was his soul drawn to an unknown source. Sam Keen has a great book, Hymns To An Unknown God. The book like the movie starts a fire in my soul that leaves me more confused and the want to search and find the answers. Once my sould has been touched by some entity or person I cannot let go.

Does the sea tug at your soul? Does the wind whisper consoling thought?

Do you wonder about nothing?