Life and What's Worth It
I really have no idea what I'm doing on LJ when I have a big test on Wuthering Heights tomorrow and annotations to be finished. But, here I am. And I don't really care.
That's just it, I don't care. High school is so damn tedious, it's becoming unbearable, and yet I don't want college to come. I don't want the rest of my life to start. I don't want to get to 32 and find that it's not normal for people my age to listen to Utada, who might be considered ancient by then. I don't want to have to let go of my love for Kingdom Hearts which is already becoming this weird, popular thing online (that everyone butchers the hell out of, earning criticism).
Let's face it, I'm afraid of letting go of my thoughts about the heart and how some of the concepts really do work. There IS darkness in everyone's heart, and that is what keeps everything in balance. There is light and darkness in everything, because one cannot be dominant over the other. And as long as we keep our friends in our hearts, they will always be alive and you can always be together. In RP's, we've explored the ideas of memories. Are they worth having if they cause so much pain? Or would you rather live your life without the painful ones, living in ignorant bliss? Memories are what make you who you are. They are what you judge your actions by from past experiences. Memories are truly one of the most powerful forces in existence, be they pleasant or poisonous.
See? This is how I think of humans in general, just going off of the basic light-dark theories brought on by KH. But, here is where I believe I can hang on to these parts of me that might not fit into my carry-on of life. Writing. I have so many sporadic ideas that pull in all of these ideas. In a way, they all live on, but hidden.
Going on to how I feel about writing, since this is so damn sporadic as it is. I don't care about organization right no.
Characters and places truly do exist for me. The way I see it, when you create a character, you give them a face and heart of their very own. Yes, maybe someone in the world created almost the exact same person, but there are many real people who are similar, so in character terms it's no different. I have a character named Raze. He's a redhead, the kind of Axel red. Shorter style, and he's tall. A gentleman when he has to be, but quiet and observant. He has piercing green eyes, a warm laugh, but a confused heart. Cutting to the chase, Raze does exist because I have given him an identity. The stories I tell with him in it are just parts of his past, present, or even future, but never could I tell his entire story.
I believe this goes the same for video games. These characters do exist. Thousands of people have walked along their story, have seen their triumphs and failures, have guided their steps to success, or maybe even to death. These characters are alive because they have been leant voices by those who can tell their story. Some stories have been told across the world in many different languages. It only engraves the magic deeper into our hearts.
Let's just use KH for the sake of familiarity. Sora is real, because we have seen his laughter and sorrow. We have fought along side him and seen him find his way home. Thousands have guided him towards Kairi. Riku, who we watched wander through the darkness, we watched him find his light. We, the player, are just observers to a story that has already happened, or maybe has yet to take place. Maybe it's happening right now.
But how are these people and places truly real? It comes again to our hearts. That is where we journey through the worlds and meet people. It's like on the internet. You don't need a voice speaking to you to hear the other person, and you don't need a physical face to see them laughing with you. With books, video games, or your own creativity, things are alive because you breathe life into them. The heartbeat is one shared.
On an ending note, Kino No Tabi is weird, violent, and awesome. It makes you think. If someone knows where to get cheap copies of the graphic novel, please tell.
That's just it, I don't care. High school is so damn tedious, it's becoming unbearable, and yet I don't want college to come. I don't want the rest of my life to start. I don't want to get to 32 and find that it's not normal for people my age to listen to Utada, who might be considered ancient by then. I don't want to have to let go of my love for Kingdom Hearts which is already becoming this weird, popular thing online (that everyone butchers the hell out of, earning criticism).
Let's face it, I'm afraid of letting go of my thoughts about the heart and how some of the concepts really do work. There IS darkness in everyone's heart, and that is what keeps everything in balance. There is light and darkness in everything, because one cannot be dominant over the other. And as long as we keep our friends in our hearts, they will always be alive and you can always be together. In RP's, we've explored the ideas of memories. Are they worth having if they cause so much pain? Or would you rather live your life without the painful ones, living in ignorant bliss? Memories are what make you who you are. They are what you judge your actions by from past experiences. Memories are truly one of the most powerful forces in existence, be they pleasant or poisonous.
See? This is how I think of humans in general, just going off of the basic light-dark theories brought on by KH. But, here is where I believe I can hang on to these parts of me that might not fit into my carry-on of life. Writing. I have so many sporadic ideas that pull in all of these ideas. In a way, they all live on, but hidden.
Going on to how I feel about writing, since this is so damn sporadic as it is. I don't care about organization right no.
Characters and places truly do exist for me. The way I see it, when you create a character, you give them a face and heart of their very own. Yes, maybe someone in the world created almost the exact same person, but there are many real people who are similar, so in character terms it's no different. I have a character named Raze. He's a redhead, the kind of Axel red. Shorter style, and he's tall. A gentleman when he has to be, but quiet and observant. He has piercing green eyes, a warm laugh, but a confused heart. Cutting to the chase, Raze does exist because I have given him an identity. The stories I tell with him in it are just parts of his past, present, or even future, but never could I tell his entire story.
I believe this goes the same for video games. These characters do exist. Thousands of people have walked along their story, have seen their triumphs and failures, have guided their steps to success, or maybe even to death. These characters are alive because they have been leant voices by those who can tell their story. Some stories have been told across the world in many different languages. It only engraves the magic deeper into our hearts.
Let's just use KH for the sake of familiarity. Sora is real, because we have seen his laughter and sorrow. We have fought along side him and seen him find his way home. Thousands have guided him towards Kairi. Riku, who we watched wander through the darkness, we watched him find his light. We, the player, are just observers to a story that has already happened, or maybe has yet to take place. Maybe it's happening right now.
But how are these people and places truly real? It comes again to our hearts. That is where we journey through the worlds and meet people. It's like on the internet. You don't need a voice speaking to you to hear the other person, and you don't need a physical face to see them laughing with you. With books, video games, or your own creativity, things are alive because you breathe life into them. The heartbeat is one shared.
On an ending note, Kino No Tabi is weird, violent, and awesome. It makes you think. If someone knows where to get cheap copies of the graphic novel, please tell.