Donuts and Marvel

Currently: Drinking Mango Kreme Chiller and Munching on Krispy Kreme donuts
Watching: Marvel movies
Weather: Extremely rainy
Just quickly typing some thoughts in...

Wow, it's been a while since I last wrote a narrative here, since I last ate donuts, and since I've chilled life out in this manner!! I am super thrilled.

Since last night I've been going on an MCU marathon, starting with Doctor Strange, followed by Thor: Ragnarok, then The Avengers (2012), and about to watch Captain America: Civil War. This has been triggered by my recent viewing of Ant-man and The Wasp, and I just felt like I missed all these superheroes that I wanted to see them all over again. And here I am growing in how I view and love them as I watch the movies they're in again. I found myself crying on the last part of The Avengers even if I've seen the movie many times before. What was going on in my heart is really deeply sentimental, something that tackles our/my need for superheroes and all that stuff.

While watching, I realized that I'm craving for donuts so I quickly changed clothes and grabbed donuts and chiller from Krispy Kreme (which is just in the next street). Oh, the feeling of walking in the rain with a paper bag of donuts and a plastic glass of chiller on the hands? It's been too long since life has been this incredibly kind.

I am very much free in thinking the past two days, and I realized that I have been so hard on myself for the past months that I missed out on chilling and spending time alone with myself. Hearing myself squealing, cheering on, commenting on the movies all on my own makes me realize that maybe there's this huge space in my heart to be secluded and be freed from everything every once in a while. It's just some kind of a rest for the heart and mind. It's not just the activity, but the choice to live out the past hours in this way that makes the whole thing relaxing.

I feel something which I haven't gone through in the recent past. Freedom and independence? Experience and meditation on art? Identification with and entering the worlds of fictional characters? Probably none of these, some of these or all of it, but what I wanna say is that this meaningful time with the self is essential and necessary.

Back to my movies and food now!

Alright, books (from my perspective)

At the moment, I am currently reading a fantasy-themed book which has been known among readers as a tale about books, magic, and characters drawn right out from pages. While reading, I felt homesickness grow within me, I have started thinking of Middle-earth.

The tale I'm currently on is actually a nice one. Creative-wise, it is very much interesting and unique yet familiar in its form, but then, I felt something lacking. There's a spice missing. I continued on reading (and easily did I, because the words are easy and action is on point) and things started getting sorted out, that's where I started comparing. Thoughts like, "Had Tolkien written this, at this point the vulnerability of man has already been emphasized" or "In Middle-earth, this kind of angst would have created not just a world of trees and magic, but also a world of love and hatred." started popping up in my head. 

I am very much sorry if this sounds so much like I am being unfair to our beloved authors. I have this certain conviction of not comparing anyone against anyone, as I genuinely believe that each is to his/her own. The point here is the discovery of another important ingredient needed for a craft to mark the heart.

Most times, we have this tendency to constrain art within the want to create, which is totally fine. The onset of a creation begins with a thought to have it created, whatever the motive for its existence may have been. I've heard of people who create because there's an extensive need for them to materialize these bits and pieces trapped in their heads, to give a tangible picture for the abstract that's been occupying their thoughts. 

On the other hand, there are those who craft something out of their need to speak, to communicate, to allow a message to come to life; and surely, there's this gap in this kind of pieces as compared to the formerly stated when it comes to their power's measure. 

Being a good writer involves a special form of intelligence--to put into words nature and architecture, to give birth to humans with established personalities, to make things happen. But being a remarkable writer involves a special form of understanding and vulnerability. Humans exist within complexities of emotions and not just being entangled to life's events. We all are summaries of our victories and failures, of our convictions and perceptions. When a written being starts getting portrayed with a lack of acknowledgment on the inside struggle to believe when things get so dark, to love through distance, to reconcile and forgive, and all these very human attributes, the absence of the familiarity that we want to experience in the book on hand is felt. 

I speak from the perspective of someone who has been reading since I can remember, and could only testify about what I personally prefer, and could say I don't know much except how I usually feel and go through with the books that I ride hop into. Truly, there had been books that changed my life. And there were those that enlightened and inspired me to be more of who I am. Some pages fill in distinct voids in my life, and this is why I hope that crafts would be more about the struggle within.