So yah I read Life of Pi first this week, which is an astounding book, so insightful and profound in a completely non-patronising and elegant way. It’s written beautifully and the narrative storytelling is simply brilliant.
Watched the film with my mum tonight and I must say, it’s one of the few films that does the book some credit. Although they skipped so many brilliant lines and a few scenes, the film was executed beautifully. Stunning backdrops and visual eye candy. It had the perfect blend of mystery, deep narrative and with creative cinema it really bought to life the mystic imaginative beauty of Pi’s journey.
The story was brilliant and really has some beautiful quotable prose in it. Take the fucking A+ Yann Martel and Ang Lee, you little genius bastards you.
how can words be so meaningful yet at the same time be so
so bloody meaningless
And so I confronted the ghosts of my past and wrote away all my sadness into pixels and words that fell easily off the tongue.
Feelings don’t come from the heart. They come from your head. It will let you believe you feel it in your chest, when you clutch it. Your throat as you choke up in tears. Your face when you smile.
That’s why when something really hurts you, in a deep set emotionally concussive way, it does not reside anywhere. In that moment, those feelings they’ll wrack your whole body.
It’ll hurt your whole being.
No matter what advice you give, no matter how intelligent or profound your statements, humans are individuals with individual consciousnesses and will therefore always refer to their own judgement when it comes down to it. Which is your right, you should live life the way you want, there’s no rules or a template to follow, you make your own way.
But you have to remember, no matter how solitary we think we are, there are people that care and that’s what’s beautiful. Because we don’t only live for ourselves, we live for others too, people who need us. Interconnected in a beautiful web of coincidence and fate.
We could die tomorrow or in eighty years, that uncertainty is what makes it all beautiful. The spontaneity is what makes life an adventure and exciting, it’s what makes trying to live every day to the fullest worth it.
Even though I’m not religious, when I do pray once in a while I pray for everyone in the world to find strength when they feel like they have none.
Because finding strength amongst all the hurt can be the hardest thing to do.
Just swing out, Roger.
Swing. Fucking. Out...
And if you don't get baseball references
Who the fuck is Roger?
Then it is time.
Time to invest in a baseball bat
and smash your problems
over and out the park
as they come.
is the only way up again.
After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises …
After a while you learn…
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.