| Sol ( @ 2006-03-16 14:20:00 |
posted indirection @ ya
Quoted from a xanga comment i made:
I must put those dvds (LotR) in again sometime soon, as i feel similarly. It speaks to some deeper part of your self that it seems few things can touch in such a way. I must refuse to believe that such stories are just stories, for they speak a language that seems much more real than that language that humans use with each other on a daily basis: "oh how is the weather?" "fine" "how are the kids?" "Billy won the Science Olympiad award, how is your roof repair going?" "oh, pretty well i guess".
I think perhaps so much of the evil in this "world" we live in is internal and hidden, shady. In LOTR it is external for the most part. You know who the enemy is, you know they are bad, they want to kill you, you fight back. Here it's just...meh. The evil is everywhere but we can't fight it like that, not with sword and shield, axe and bow. If you try to then half the world hates you, if not more. Why can we not fight back like we feel so urged to do? Where is the evil? hiding in the shadows? manipulating politics? In a faraway country we cannot touch? It grows frustrating, then numbing, and eventually you grow apathetic, blame the world, blame god, blame your neighbors. Until something hits you, until you sit down and watch LotR or something similar. Then it's all back in a flash, but it hurts, because you know when the dvd credits end, it's back to reality, which is crap. Then it's back to being numb. It's sad, it's depressing, it's wrong, and I do not know how to overcome it at present. The shackles of the world are tight, and you are imprinted from youth to stay within the lines.
I got a fortune cookie last week whilst out to lunch. It read:
"Reality is for people who lack imagination."
I keep it in my wallet now.
Perhaps we are supposed to live in reality, I am not sure. What I do know is that doing so is almost unbearable. Reality is a numbing, killing force.
Quoted from a xanga comment i made:
I must put those dvds (LotR) in again sometime soon, as i feel similarly. It speaks to some deeper part of your self that it seems few things can touch in such a way. I must refuse to believe that such stories are just stories, for they speak a language that seems much more real than that language that humans use with each other on a daily basis: "oh how is the weather?" "fine" "how are the kids?" "Billy won the Science Olympiad award, how is your roof repair going?" "oh, pretty well i guess".
I think perhaps so much of the evil in this "world" we live in is internal and hidden, shady. In LOTR it is external for the most part. You know who the enemy is, you know they are bad, they want to kill you, you fight back. Here it's just...meh. The evil is everywhere but we can't fight it like that, not with sword and shield, axe and bow. If you try to then half the world hates you, if not more. Why can we not fight back like we feel so urged to do? Where is the evil? hiding in the shadows? manipulating politics? In a faraway country we cannot touch? It grows frustrating, then numbing, and eventually you grow apathetic, blame the world, blame god, blame your neighbors. Until something hits you, until you sit down and watch LotR or something similar. Then it's all back in a flash, but it hurts, because you know when the dvd credits end, it's back to reality, which is crap. Then it's back to being numb. It's sad, it's depressing, it's wrong, and I do not know how to overcome it at present. The shackles of the world are tight, and you are imprinted from youth to stay within the lines.
I got a fortune cookie last week whilst out to lunch. It read:
"Reality is for people who lack imagination."
I keep it in my wallet now.
Perhaps we are supposed to live in reality, I am not sure. What I do know is that doing so is almost unbearable. Reality is a numbing, killing force.