Saturday, November 6, 2010
Bam! I've got a new blogskin!
I love romance! I love the idea of romance, not that I am being romanced, or in a state of love. Films play out our greatest desires and I like to observe those desires because our reactions reflect our inner thoughts and wants.I think this blogskin is so romantic because I remember the movie that it came from. We humans have a strange ability to associate things with other things. This skin invokes pleasure in me as I run through the film again in my mind (as do other primates). I remember the novel. In so many ways, this bildungsroman still tells the story of the present day. If this is a book about growing up, it's readers are still growing (in numbers and as people). One is never "grown". (!) I feel the need to put that exclamation mark there, because a sudden thought just flashed in my head, and I remember certain snobs who think that they've transcended and they have the right to scoff at younger people. If I describe them in the context of the title, pride. And prejudice, for having preconceived notions.
Suddenly, my conscience descends upon me. I remember my brother, and my attitude towards him. Not just him, but towards everyone around me too. Then, I am part of that group of snobs. Yes, the ones with the preconceived notions. So? What is the point of reading the novel if we are not rid of ourselves? The idea is, to read a novel about growing up, and to not grow up and out of those preconceived notions and self conceit. Oh my gosh! I have just proven why the human race is unredeemable!
1) We don't ever become better people because
2) If we "become" better people
3) We will again, have another set of preconceived ideas
4) We will never be rid of our vile selves
5) And since none of us are perfect or can resist the temptation of imposing prejudice
6) We shall be born and perish as selfish people
7) The most selfish people the world has ever known
8) Before the world realises that they too are the same selfish people by judging
9) Praise God for salvation!
Now this takes away a little of that pleasure I had in the beginning. This brings me face to face with reality. I really should be nicer to my brother. I really should grow like Elizabeth in the novel, into a better person. Oh but I've just disproved "growing"!
What a horrible state I am in! Proving and disproving myself. How does this relate to the blogskin I just put up? Well, read the previous lines. I have just took a train from html station to stop at the end of the rail of my thoughts. I can go no further. I must stop. There is no more track to be traveled ahead. Oh I wish I will meet someone like Darcy!
Mr Darcy: You have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love, I love, I love you.
2:20 AM.
2:20 AM.