The Post Without A Title

I don't read much fiction. As evidenced by some of the previous posts, one would find that I am pretty much a bland, non-fiction type. The fiction I do enjoy most, however, is epic fantasy. As I said yesterday, I just finished up Harry Potter, I'm also a big Lord of the Rings fan, as well as the Arthurian works by Bernard Cornwell. The realm of magic and might, honor and grace, and so forth have an implied appeal. After some deeper thought, there are a few things that one can derive from this that might provide an insight into some corners of my soul.

First, there is the appeal of a clearly defined good and evil. Even though there are many characters who find somewhere in between, the overwhelming plotline is that between hero and villain, good and evil, and so forth. Contrast this with some of my writing on the real world, and you find that my personal worldview is very much greyed. And, furthermore, it is impossible to decide and find what exactly is good or evil in the world as it is today. That would certainly be a much more simple and, I think, noble world to live.

Second, there is the appeal of power and nobility. Great men exist in these realms, several of them. Whereas, who is great in the world today? The Enlightenment ideals, while perhaps the greatest thing to happen to man, also served to eliminate the world of Kings and Lords, noble leaders of men and adventurers. While this was never really the case, it certainly holds a true appeal.

Third, and most importantly, there is always a hero. A man who can make a difference and has the power to change the world. In my brightest hours, I think I can be a hero for the modern world. In my darkest, I fear dying without impacting the world. Wonder why immortality is the greatest dream of man? I don't, not for a moment. The desire to be a hero is, I think, the most powerful feeling humanity has. When you look in the deepest parts of your heart, I think you find it.

Warm thoughts from a cold man.

That's all for now.

Peace