Your Creation, Created Me

One of the more obvious perks that come with the actual Study of Literature is that you're exposed to more writers than what you would ordinarily pick up.. Having always had an almost greedy need for feel-good books, that section of 'the-perfect-world' literature had been perfectly delved into by me... However, the slightly more pessimistic (unfortunately, realistic) worldview had been avoided with a vengence bordering on rude...

Now, of course i dare not declare my ignorance.

The sorrow of the unfulfilled sonneteers has been revised till imprinted on the brain.

The joylessness of human existence and inadequacy when faced with the bully, that is society, been dissected.

The ultimately pointless act of waiting for that elusive 'something' too been explored with a magnifying glass.

Language has been found wanting.

Humanity in human experience and communication been sorely missed.

The insidious means used by authority figures, recognized.

The corruption of the human mind in search of fame, unveiled.

The degradation of a section of the human race, thrown light upon.

The apathy of the other section too brought to the forefront.

Playwrights have sung through their works, their own struggle with prejudice and discrimination.

Writers have invited us all into the murky depths of their colonized minds.

The muck, ladies and gentlemen, is now officially in the open.

The prudes are free to act out mock horror and feign disgust.

I am over the revulsion. Over the denial that preceded it.

There are phases you see, at first one is excited.. gleeful almost.

-'Oh look Mama, i can spot what the author intended to say and not everyone will understand it!'- Presumably, Mama nods

-'But wait, this writer isn't exactly nice is he?'

Uncertainly paving way to 'But he can't possible mean that!'

-Building up to 'I wish i could stop thinking, i wish i didn't see it quite so clearly'

-Edging closer to

'These thoughts, these internalisations are haunting me, they're everywhere and people don't even seem to realize that they're living by a set of rules they have been taught to follow and respect, further propagate even!'

-Hunting for answers (hah)

'Its all a conspiracy, someone out there wants the world to be like this because its convenient, but who?'

-'I'm pinning responsibility on authority, establishment but they're all people like you and me... they have been taught to do this'

-Tracing the blame-game to a hollow centre... and disillusionment?

I recently checked out the The Concise History of Literature from BCL... I think, in time, i may just write... The Not-so-Concise History of Learning Literature...

Who knows, someone even might pick it up someday... just for kicks :)

What good is knowledge, when even with it... the World refuses to change

I would really advice people picking up literature to think twice, and ask themselves once if they really want to change so much that it'll make it harder to accept the illusions? Before you jump up and yell for honestly, know.... its the same illusions that have kept millions happy before you and are affording a happier (easier) sleep to your contemporaries..

Its not a course, its a lifestyle that will echo throughout your lifetime.. and there isn't a (known) way to reverse it

I kid you not... :)

Choose the picture and how detailed you want it to be...

Choose well, i know i did :)