Sunday, May 2, 2010

Move

I've spent almost my entire life trying to make life work as if it were a book, where the characters have their good and bad moments and there's always a decisive ending: happy or sad, and where everything is either black or white with no grey in-between to be confused by and to get lost in. I've tried to imagine that sometimes things do happen like they do in fairytales, or musicals - like when the two main leads have one of those touching (and cliched) moment together basically reveling in each other's loving arms and one starts singing first the other one always knows what to say. In real life we know what to say so little of the time. And even when we do know oftentimes in order to gain things for ourselves we don't say what we should.
And time flies but somehow there's always enough time in books and movies for the starcrossed lovers to make up or die a tragic death and be together after it; there's always time in stories for the heroes to save the world while fighting off bad guys against all odds; there's always time to accomplish the impossible. And I wonder why if humans are so smart why don't they write themselves a realistic situation, write it so well they could disappear into it and never have to face the challenges of old age and everyday struggles again. In books people only get sick with terminal diseases because no author would write an illness in for no reason. And if we are looking for some form of escapism why do we write ourselves so many spare fantasies to imagine ourselves into, instead of writing realities to imagine ourselves out of?
Things don't happen like they do in books and movies we must carry on even when it seems that the ideal ending has passed us without stopping to give itself to us. We must try until they bear some vague semblance to the kind of happy ending we would like, or at least imagine that we have what we cannot, for another day or another life.
Things don't happen like they do in books and movies. There's no use pretending or spending too much time pondering over what it would be like if they did. So we must learn to make things happen for ourselves. So even when they really don't turn out well, it wouldn't be because we didn't try.

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