In the absence of original brilliance, I must rely on the words of the great poet and playwright, Disney, to express the more schmaltzy melodies of my heart's meanderings:
As Simba and Nala become closer and closer, unaware of the blatant and sometimes hysterical signals of their budding romance, the wise and astute Zazoo looks on, knowingly...
Nala: So how are we going to ditch the dodo?
Simba: Oh, I know!
Simba & Nala: whispering inaudibly
Zazoo: Ooh, just look at you two... little seeds of romance, blossoming in the Savannah. Your parents will be thrilled! What with you're being betrothed and all.
Simba: Be-what?
Zazoo: Betrothed. Intended. Affianced.
Nala: Meaning...?
Zazoo: One day you two will get to be married!
Simba: Yuck!
Nala: Eew!
Simba: I can't marry her, she's my friend.
Nala: Yeah, it'd be so weird.
Zazoo: Oh, sorry to bust your bubble, but you two turtle doves have no choice!
With a song and dance here, a warthog there, and ultimately a coup d'état, Simba (Disney's protagonist) goes on to do the right thing, which includes (as Zazoo predicted) marrying Nala.
As Simba and Nala become closer and closer, unaware of the blatant and sometimes hysterical signals of their budding romance, the wise and astute Zazoo looks on, knowingly...
Nala: So how are we going to ditch the dodo?
Simba: Oh, I know!
Simba & Nala: whispering inaudibly
Zazoo: Ooh, just look at you two... little seeds of romance, blossoming in the Savannah. Your parents will be thrilled! What with you're being betrothed and all.
Simba: Be-what?
Zazoo: Betrothed. Intended. Affianced.
Nala: Meaning...?
Zazoo: One day you two will get to be married!
Simba: Yuck!
Nala: Eew!
Simba: I can't marry her, she's my friend.
Nala: Yeah, it'd be so weird.
Zazoo: Oh, sorry to bust your bubble, but you two turtle doves have no choice!
With a song and dance here, a warthog there, and ultimately a coup d'état, Simba (Disney's protagonist) goes on to do the right thing, which includes (as Zazoo predicted) marrying Nala.
Simba = Jared
Nala = Molly
Zazoo = Joshua Ian Smith
Need I say more? Well probably not, but would it really be me if I didn't? This is my tribute to Molly and Jared. They've been dating since Spring Break, and I have only just made it a priority to inform the world of the success and accuracy of my clairvoyance. Are there fates actually sealed? By no means. With the freedom of will that God gave us, they can choose there own path, separate or together. I mean, Simba could have left Pride Rock to ruin and condemned every living creature to a slow and painful death. Likewise, Jared and Molly are not bound to any one path... Seriously though, to my beloved friends:
I wish you the best in your individual and mutual journeys. Whatever life has in store for you, if God be willing and your hearts be steady, you will triumph. However this game may end, I ask only that you remember me, your friend “before it all.” Together or apart, in good times or bad, I stand beside you both. Seldom have I met two people with higher caliber of character and courage of soul. And just between us, though I may never outlive that smug smile or the honor it has been to “introduce” the two of you, truly, the credit is yours. Where you go from here is entirely up to the two of you. You will forever “owe me one,” but then, I've owed both of you for years too, so I guess that is the nature of the best of friendships. God bless and keep you Jared and Molly.
