Californication
By
Mina
A/N: This is an edited version of one of my previous fics. It's been toned down to a PG13 since it was for a school essay. Oh well, enjoy!
Disclaimer:
I don't own 'Californication', it is a song by Red Hot Chili Peppers. The Harry
Potter characters belong to J.K Rowling and her publishers. The author would
like to note that she herself has never been to California.
Psychic
spies from China
Try
to steal your mind's elation
I look around this world, this country and think of
the all that it encompasses. The earth, so small, yet so important to us. The
petty things in life are the most important, so it seems.
I walk through the busy street, people shuffling all
about me, and I just want to raise my hands in the air and scream. Because this
is just too much.
Little
girls from Sweden
Dream
of silver screen quotations
Everyone wants something, and no one gets everything.
As I wander through the market, I think. What would this world look like to
someone foreign to this strange place? All these muddled shades of dark red,
muddy blue, and black-green… Messy, but in a strange, belonging sort of way.
Other people jabber away excitedly in different
languages, but I don't care. I just like to listen to the sounds of those
voices, the voices of those that lived here their whole life. Sometimes I feel
as though I, too, have been here forever. The memories of a world outside this
place seem lost and muddled.
And
if you want these kind of dreams
It's
Californication
I want to get away from this world, this
anti-Renaissance. Yes, that's what I'll call it, anti-Renaissance. Did you
know that Renaissance means rebirth? Well, this world, this culture is re-death,
if I may so boldly call it.
I'm just so tired.
It's
the edge of the world
And
all of western civilization
So this is the most advanced country in the world?
The biggest thing there is? This world just feels so… old… So crowded.
The
sun may rise in the East
At
least it settles in the final location
They say that there are still billions of years for
this planet to live. When I think of that, I'm scared. Just… scared. Think
of it. After you, there will be more people yet. But you will be gone. You, your
memories, everything. And there will be others, but they will go, too. You will
be remembered in a history book, or maybe not at all. And you are but an
insignificant speck in this universe.
It's
understood that Hollywood
Sells Californication
Right. I believe all this. Maybe I'm just becoming
more like the rest of them. More like the rest of those dull-colored crowds,
shouting away, walking through their overall meaningless existence. All in all,
we won't make a mark in this universe. Just another speck of dust in an
endless field.
Pay
your surgeon very well
To
break the spell of aging
Hah. Movie stars. They're all fakes, all fake
diamonds, shined up to look like the real thing. Was I like that once? I'm
becoming quite the philosopher now. Hermione says I should stop drinking and get
a life. Life? In this dump?
Celebrity
skin is this your chin
Or
is that war your waging
I don't get it. What happened? Why are we all
suddenly so old, so gray, so… used? What happened to our youth, our hopes, our
dreams of making it big? Well, Hermione's happy where she is now. Maybe I'll
finally leave her.
First
born unicorn
Hard
core, soft porn
Dream
of Californication
What happened to that bright young girl I once knew?
I guess she's just lost in the crowd now, just another one of them. I always
thought that she would be the one to hold out, not me.
Dream of Californication
Now I see her walk out of the ramshackle apartment,
heavy makeup on her eyes, and a tight, revealing shirt on. Where does she get
these things? She pecks me on the cheek, her bright red lipstick leaving a mark
on my pale, gray face.
Strange that I'm the pale, skinny one. She's
always the plump, vibrant one in this house, enjoying what she does. What
am I? Another loner trying to get out of the crowd?
Marry
me girl be my fairy to the world
Be my very own constellation
I loved her so much once. I wanted to just hug her,
and kiss her, and be with her forever. I can hardly stand her now, all fake,
personality and body. After all, she has to look good for her customers.
Customers. Those fat, rich business men that like to cheat on their wives. Oh,
you know the kind I'm talking about.
Why did we have to change so much?
A
teenage bride with a baby inside
Getting
high on information
She's back. Is it 9 AM already? No, early. Must be
a slow night, the customers usually like to keep the girls with them for a
little bit longer. Hermione's not so helpless, though.
Oh. She's pregnant. Again. Dammit, she's supposed
to be more careful with these men! Who knows what sort of STD's they have
anyway? I suppose I'll have to work extra to pay for another abortion. Her
third abortion, and she's only 23.
Forget it, she can go find out which man got her
pregnant this time. I don't care, I just want to be left alone. Why won't it
all stop?
And
buy me a star on the boulevard
It's
Californication
Why did we ever come to this place? We have sunk so
low. Oh, there she goes, yelling at me, calling me a 'damn druggie'. Well,
she's a prostitute. Now she's hysterical, yelling all about how she's
doing this for me, for us. Stop lying, Hermione. Well all know you enjoy it.
Space
might be the final frontier
But
it's made in a Hollywood basement
I hate this. Harry Potter, the great Harry Potter,
living in some stupid dump in LA. This country has gone so low that I just
don't think we can sink any lower. This is just bull. Crap that I'm writing
down on paper, hoping that it'll help me get over my hangover. After all,
I've got work tomorrow. I work as a cashier in the local supermarket, did you
know that?
And all that Hogwarts education for nothing. I
suppose everyone else has gotten somewhere in life, even that idiot Draco. Now
that I think of it, he was an okay guy. Especially compared to my dealer.
Cobain
can you hear the spheres
Singing
songs off station to station
I was better off at the Dursleys'. I wonder
where Dudley is now...
And
Alderon's not far away
It's
Californication
This whole city pisses me off so damn much. Maybe
I'm just getting weird. Maybe the drugs have finally gotten to my brain. I
have to quit. Maybe I can get out of this dump, get a nice job, find a nice
girl, and settle down in some suburb in New Jersey or something. And write to
Ron and Dumbledore.
Never gonna happen.
Destruction
leads to a very rough road
But it also breeds creation
And
earthquakes are to a girl's guitar
They're
just another good vibration
And this whole world is just going lower and lower,
sinking deeper and deeper. Just like drugs, this city is addictive. Once you
start sinking in, you'll never climb out. Think I haven't tried? No, just as
I started sinking, I struggled. It was hard back then. It's impossible now. Is
the whole world like this?
I hope not. I hope not, for the sake of the others,
for the good of those to come. But you know, this all reminds me of that song I
once heard, many, many years ago. I don't remember the name, I just remember
the last two lines. Want to hear them? Sure you do.