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all i can do is keep breathing
Created on 2005-12-22 21:51:50 (#9087208), last updated 2007-06-09
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| Name: | the__hideout |
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| Birthdate: | 1986 |
| Location: | Sydney River/Wolfville, Nova Scotia, Canada |
“Those who say the present is informed by the past are being kind, being courteous. The present is routinely blown up by the past, again, and again and again, as if by pirates, whereas the past never shatters –it’s steadfast, fixed in memory like the brightly colored pages of a beloved children’s book. The words, the pictures never fail you. Unlike real life. Real life pales in comparison with the past. It’s flatter, gayer, disturbingly dim. We could do without it altogether if we truly believed. If we truly believed.
Nana always said that real imagination requires patience with a world that pushes it aside. For the world does not wait for anyone: it plunges headfirst into the reality most of us call misery. To counter this, she said, we must wade courageously in a different direction, towards what most people call fantasy. What I now prefer to call faith. For if you can look at frosted corn flakes and see fairy dust; if you can find beautiful pictures in a breast cancer scar; if, by glancing at it cockeyed you can transform a hovel into a home, you begin to see how believing is really a kind of seeing. Why would we want to believe, otherwise?” Fox, The Lost Girls, 91
Nana always said that real imagination requires patience with a world that pushes it aside. For the world does not wait for anyone: it plunges headfirst into the reality most of us call misery. To counter this, she said, we must wade courageously in a different direction, towards what most people call fantasy. What I now prefer to call faith. For if you can look at frosted corn flakes and see fairy dust; if you can find beautiful pictures in a breast cancer scar; if, by glancing at it cockeyed you can transform a hovel into a home, you begin to see how believing is really a kind of seeing. Why would we want to believe, otherwise?” Fox, The Lost Girls, 91
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