I read a Tolkien book today, anybody who knows about Tolkien will know which book I'm talking about from the title of this post...It was a short book, just about 90 pages, and took me the length of the bus ride back home followed immediately by a two hour stint at the neighbouring tea shop outside to finish it.
I havent read something as nice in ages..It made me think a lot about perception and how great minds like Tolkien, The Beatles, Van Gogh, must have looked at the world..They really saw it differently, they saw something that I cannot see except through their eyes, their words and their hands. Every perception I have about the world, and everything in it, comes from a song or a picture or a book, or even a movie..And it makes me feel so good to know, that world can be as random as something out of somebody else's mind, as long as i choose to see it that way.
The world is only as you see it, nothing more, and nothing less.
Anyone can make the world anything they want it to be..Call it young idealism if you will, maybe I'll laugh at this stuff a few years from now, when 'real life' as they call it hits me in the face, but for now, i lie content in the belief that I have the infinite power to see the world as I choose to.
The idea of infinite freedom of choice and thought is really very very seductive if you think about it, because it just might be a way to keep yourself happy..If only temporarily.
Everything that is sad in my life has something to do with some other person or persons. The moment you remove what they think or say or do, your life becomes much simpler...Its just you and your mind...
I suppose it could get quite lonely...No person is an island, and all that...Maybe like the little wandering dog, you could play with MoonBeams, or Giant Whales, and see things that don't exist anywhere but in dreams, and be happy with yourself and your great adventures...But maybe you, just like the dog, being to dream only of the long and winding road home...There in lies the problem...The only company that Freedom keeps is Loneliness.
And the price of one, is unfortunately the other.
Sighs..oh welll..enough of my rambling for one dark night..I'll just stop here.