Tuesday 1 January 2008

The Book Of Lost Things

The book is so amazing I could not believe I was reading it. What John Connelly says makes so much sense & it is the plain & simple truth that is rarely uttered in such a profound manner.

The Crooked Man has come, with his mocking smile & his enigmatic words...

"The Crooked Man's face contorted as he forced the word out. His lips cracked and a little blood trickled from the wound, for he only had a little time left to shed.
'Listen to me,' he said. 'Let me tell you the truth about the world to which you so desperately want to return. It is a place of pain & suffering & grief. When you left it, cities were being attacked. Women & children were being blasted to pieces or burned alive by bombs dropped from planes flown by men with wives & children of their own. People were being dragged from their homes & shot in the street. Your world is tearing itself apart, and the most amusing thing of all is that it was little better before the war started. War merely gives people an excuse to indulge themselves further, to murder with impunity. There were wars before it, and there will be wars after it, and in between people will still fight one another & hurt one another & maim one another, because that is what they have always done.
'And even if you do avoid warfare & violent death, little boy, what else do you think life has in store for you? You have already seen what it is capable of doing. It took your mother from you, drained her of health & beauty & then cast her aside like the withered, rotten husk of a fruit. It will take others from you too, mark me. Those whom you care about- lovers, children- will fall by the wayside, and your love will not be enough to save them. Your health will fail you. You will become old & sick. Your limbs will ache, your eyesight will fade, and your skin will grow lined & aged. There will be pains deep within you that no doctor will be able to cure. Diseases will find a warm, moist place inside you & there they will breed, spreading through your system, corrupting it cell by cell until you will pray for the doctors to let you die, to put you out of your misery, but they will not. Instead, you will linger on, with no one to hold your hand or soothe your brow, as Death comes and beckons you into his darkness. The life you left behind is no life at all. Here you can be king, and I shall allow you to age with dignity & without pain, and when the time comes for you to die, I will send you gently to sleep and you will awaken in the paradise of your choosing, for each man dreams his own heaven..."

A-mazing!! Not just creepy but creepily real.

Jpxxx

Another New Year...

Another new year and what will it bring? The chances are a lot of headaches and agro dealt out due to the demanding student life I now lead and the ever omnipresence of over-protective parents, shall be a virtual certainty.

Also very likely for 2008; new opportunities, chances to take, moments to hold on to & swear never to release, moments I wish would pass (like the impending January exams), the annual making & breaking of new year's resolutions (oops), and becoming one step closer to gain the access to change the world. Maybe a little optimistic but really, it is better to be!!

I don't know why but I feel like I'm going to grow up a lot this year. An odd thing to have a feeling about but I feel like I am outgrowing certain aspects of my life (which I have felt since the age of about 12, except that now I am old enough and (possibly) mature enough to handle. I've always had a big streak in me that is determined not to grow up, partly because children laugh on average 43 times a day whereas adults average 7, partly because being an adult is greatly associated with having a serious demeanour and being boring, but mostly because children have such a fantastic optimism. I never want to lose the simplisticly beautiful thinking every child is blessed with. An unrelenting faith that things can be made better and anything is possible if you want it enough. I never want to feel like i can't achieve something because it's going to be hard to do.
"There's no promise of safety with these second hand wings, but I'm willing to find out what impossible means. I'll climb through the heavens on feathers and dreams because the melting point of wax means nothing to me."
That song inspires me no end. It really does make me believe I can fly higher than Iccarus without falling. Hopefully, I will. I do worry that it has been shown that even angels fall but i guess the main blessing of being a human being is that no matter how hard you try, you can't fall off the floor!!

And here goes the philisophical part of my brain kicking in. i can only get so far through writing anything before it feels like it's becoming deeper than it was intended. Suppose I really broke that in that last part up there...

I think part of my problem (other than my general over-use of ellipsis) is I don't want to know everything about certain things, I want to know everything about everything. I just want knowledge. Wisdom I shall gain through experience and age but for now, knowledge can assist me on my way to the river leading to wisdom.

Many people, including the other three members of the household I am currently inhabiting (to my frustration), seem to be quite content floating along, never to revel in the enigmatic occurrences that lead to their being or even ponder about every day things like religion, war, general philosophies that tend to govern every-day life without their realisation. I don't understand it & it gets to me!! I don't understand how these things just never cross people's minds. It's hard for me to get to sleep at night because there are so many thoughts fighting their way to the surface of my brain it feels like I'll never have time to think them all or be able to draw irrefutable conclusions to anything that forces it's way into my line of thought.

My head doesn't only feel like it's in the clouds. It feels like it's floating, semi-conscious between the colour & the grey of two seemingly real & imaginary worlds... all the time. In the past my school teachers always claimed I was never paying attention and that my mind was always somewhere else. Most of them also claimed i would fail their subjects if I didn't "Buck up my attitude" & "Stop graffiting my folders". Unfortunatly for those school teachers I (to blow my own trumpet) excelled naturally in school with the minimal effort you might expect from someone who had no aspirations for their life other than to leave school asap & do as little as possible for the rest of their "life".
Being accused frequently as being an overly angsty teen that could do better in school really didn't batter my resolve the way they hoped it would. I still hold the same ideals as I did back then though my opinions and views are slightly better informed than they were back then.

Money. I hate the stuff. But I still spend it. I still need it & all of the commercial trappings it brings. This year I am resolute to work as hard as I can & save the money I earn for the things I really need (like food and clothes but without excess) and the things that really matter to me.
This resolution will hopefully assist me in my future goal of changing the world. I have been heckled for wanting to make the world a better place. I'm only me. What can I do? The answer, a lot more than they think I can.
Like th song says; "I want to be a millionaire some day & know what it's like to give it away." I don't understand why people think money in those ammounts changes the beings it is bestowed upon. To be fair, most people would change. Dreams of grandure & flamboyance have been the downfall of the personalities of many average joes in the world. When there are millions around the world without the food & water they need, it feels so wrong to indulge in excess. I want to do so much work to help the world in as soon as possible but I couldn't give up my mobile phone or laptop computer or ipod. Every day without fail my ipod is plugged into my ears bringing me the best music ever created (listen to The Smiths... It's good for your soul) from the Beatles to The Who I don't believe I am a strong enough person to say "Ok, I'll give up my ipod." It isn't a "need", it's a "want" (though I would very much debate that!!) but it is a "want" I cannot go anywhere without. Out of the two i think I'd rather lose my phone than my ipod because a phone can be supplanted by email or myspace or bebo, basically computers, but my ipod... *sigh*, strange men tend to talk to me on the bus which is very disconcerting for me, I would say in large part due to the aforementioned history in the post before this.
I may still fall victim to some of the ideals of the modern western society (like feeling I can't breathe without my fix of coffee, newspapers & music) but does that mean I can't help make others as well as I should if I give up buying newspapers (says the publishing with journalism student!!) every day?
I know I'm not the only one who feels change is needed but I need to find more of my fellow big hearted people who just want to make a difference. Another major problem I have is that my heart is bigger than my wallet. I want to do so much to help but this usually requires money (the evil stuff) one way or another. I can't wait till I can afford to spend money and as much time as possible helping others but for now, I'm a student, who is as of yet, unable to escape the small town life... but soon...

I'm going to stop this post here because I'm rather tired and am evidently rambling now & my spelling, atrocious as it usually is, appears to be getting worse!!

Jpxxx