It is something about being alone that brings out the ideas and lust to write. Trollet, the mind and the lump haven't really been working or not working the last year and a half. They have just co-existed very functionally, as a unity. A Happy Unity enjoying every moment of life. It felt and feels like the mind had/has nothing to scream about, the lump nothing to be confused about and Trollet didn't have to act as a peacemaker in between. Trollet could for once just enjoy and relax.
Oh, don't believe that all this has now changed. It hasn't. Trollet is just temporarily home alone as F went sailing. Still this feeling of being alone makes the mind think and the fingers write. Write about what? Well certainly not a summery of the last 2 years.
The mind has been thinking about evil in russian writers after a discussion she had with a professor in literature. The mind has also been wondering about love and its different forms. Someone just told Trollet that loving a pear and loving a person is the same thing. Trollet, the functioning unity, simply doesn't agree. How could it be the same? It is more the language that tricks us by using the same word, that's all. Loving a pear has nothing to do with passion, love, friendship, laughter and tears. When one talks about loving a certain kind of food one should instead say: I nam nam pear or I nam nam pasta, or for other activities: I wautsiwow going to the movies or even something in that style.
Loving pasta or peanuts has nothing to do with passion, love or even unanswered love. So why is the difference so big? Well according to some there isn't any difference between the two but according to this unity the difference is what makes it so special to say you love someone.
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Watsiwau Beybi!
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