What is Where's the Beef? all about? I don't know. It was a journey. I have learned much about myself through this project. Enough to know that it is time for me to go home. I leave you with three movies that I see anew.
Firstly, and recurrently, in The Wizard of Oz, Dorothy was looking for her way home. Along the way she meets some friends who are equally as lost as she is. She follows the Yellow Brick Road, which turns out to be a fallacy and The Wizard a fraud.
Despite this, and the torments of the Wicked Witch of the West, she finds her way home. It was those silver slippers she'd worn all along.
That is to say, you have inside already what you seek.
The Beef is with you.
In the movie E.T. The Extra Terrestrial, a rather lovable alien is trying to find his way home and happens upon the help of a young boy. When E.T. gets sick so does Elliot, the boy. This is true, that if we harm each other, or defy nature, it will damage our own selves.
E.T. eventually finds his way home, with Elliot's help - and a few scraps of junk to "...phone home". This happens against the wishes of authorities, who want to use E.T.
One day, at a crossroads moment in his life, Forrest Gump starts running. He runs from coast to coast, and when he meets the coast, he just turns around and runs to another. People hear of this man and follow him, often asking advice. Many people are inspired or become very wealthy on the back of Forrest, but Forrest has no interest in these people's fickle realities.
One day, Forrest just stops running and says "I'm going home". All of his followers are confused and don't know what to do. They had been looking to Forrest for direction, and now they were lost. Forrest did eventually find his way home, and left a beautiful path on the way.
In understanding a story you can better understand your own. None of these stories really has an end. In a similar way, this is not an end to my story - my story has only just begun.
I'm still supping on that four year old red wine... and writing...
"Keith had finally decided to write in pen. He had always written in pencil as he had never felt so sure of anything as to make it permanent. Keith knew that his choice was of no consequence anyhow as he understood the concept of entropy, and that either way, the ink would eventually disperse, and pencil fade."