as these things are wont to do
Well,
it's aboot 2:15 am
and I've had an epiphany about life in general
that was largely inspired by our summer reading.
(before I continue, isn't it funny how when one is sleep deprived, the brain works in the most profound manner? everything seems to slow down and clear up, and at the same time you find it mysteriously easy to put everything into line and deceipher the meanings in your life, though by morning it's gone?)
Here we go:
Life is a story.
the bukowski poem,
your favorite song,
the stephen king book,
the teen angst drama,
the Lord of the Rings,
TTTC, LoP, the Bible, Shakespeare, etc...
Your life has all the same elements, symbolism, themes, characters, plot points, and twists as we all heard about in HTRLLAP
But at the same time, there can be disappointment in that everything and anything you do will be overshadowed, or at the very least considered to 'borrow' certain elements from the movie you watched last week, or that opera whatshisface wrote 500 years ago, or that book about that god fellow you heard about when you were a youngin at church.
So then, what does life have to offer but more of the same?
If I've read the books, seen the movies, know the plots by heart...
what's left?
This is what I've deduced:
unlike most books, movies, etc. your life is the story the combines ALL the plots... I know I've read book after book about this guy and his job, or that girl and her family, and thought to myself-
What about the other things... "how does his love life affect the promotion he's been passed over for" or "how does her social life change how she views the problems in her family"
The result is that, yes your life is relatively unoriginal and in all brutal honesty has been written, shot, and sung about 8,093,983,022,012 times... but never in all of literature, film, music, or anything else has such a complex story been written... and that in itself is enough for me to just want to see tomorrow.
Life can only be lived... not seen, heard or read about, or anything else.
The only way to know is to do it yourself.
Point: reality is much more of a fairytale than we generally give it credit.
I have long missed the magic that life brought as a young child... belief in Santa, the tooth fairy... not being cynical about everything, and most of all the faith in miraculous deeds and magical occurances...
So here's the grand finale...
just believe...
If Thomas Foster can look at your life and pick out what was borrowed from Shakespeare, or can be found in the Harry Potter books,
Who's to say that magic doesn't exist?
That we can't all fly off into the sunset and live happily ever after?
[Fin]
So I'd like to thank Mrs Rich for assigning something that for once has made me think not only about how to get through this assignment,
but actually taking what I'm reading and doing for school and using it to analyze my own life...
(And I'm deeply sorry to any of you who read that, and dislike me even more after having done so)
it's aboot 2:15 am
and I've had an epiphany about life in general
that was largely inspired by our summer reading.
(before I continue, isn't it funny how when one is sleep deprived, the brain works in the most profound manner? everything seems to slow down and clear up, and at the same time you find it mysteriously easy to put everything into line and deceipher the meanings in your life, though by morning it's gone?)
Here we go:
Life is a story.
the bukowski poem,
your favorite song,
the stephen king book,
the teen angst drama,
the Lord of the Rings,
TTTC, LoP, the Bible, Shakespeare, etc...
Your life has all the same elements, symbolism, themes, characters, plot points, and twists as we all heard about in HTRLLAP
But at the same time, there can be disappointment in that everything and anything you do will be overshadowed, or at the very least considered to 'borrow' certain elements from the movie you watched last week, or that opera whatshisface wrote 500 years ago, or that book about that god fellow you heard about when you were a youngin at church.
So then, what does life have to offer but more of the same?
If I've read the books, seen the movies, know the plots by heart...
what's left?
This is what I've deduced:
unlike most books, movies, etc. your life is the story the combines ALL the plots... I know I've read book after book about this guy and his job, or that girl and her family, and thought to myself-
What about the other things... "how does his love life affect the promotion he's been passed over for" or "how does her social life change how she views the problems in her family"
The result is that, yes your life is relatively unoriginal and in all brutal honesty has been written, shot, and sung about 8,093,983,022,012 times... but never in all of literature, film, music, or anything else has such a complex story been written... and that in itself is enough for me to just want to see tomorrow.
Life can only be lived... not seen, heard or read about, or anything else.
The only way to know is to do it yourself.
Point: reality is much more of a fairytale than we generally give it credit.
I have long missed the magic that life brought as a young child... belief in Santa, the tooth fairy... not being cynical about everything, and most of all the faith in miraculous deeds and magical occurances...
So here's the grand finale...
just believe...
If Thomas Foster can look at your life and pick out what was borrowed from Shakespeare, or can be found in the Harry Potter books,
Who's to say that magic doesn't exist?
That we can't all fly off into the sunset and live happily ever after?
[Fin]
So I'd like to thank Mrs Rich for assigning something that for once has made me think not only about how to get through this assignment,
but actually taking what I'm reading and doing for school and using it to analyze my own life...
(And I'm deeply sorry to any of you who read that, and dislike me even more after having done so)