Ahhh...this thread serves as a place of solace for me. I was thinking that I was going insane if ever I read FotR further...the more I read, the more edgy I get. But if I stop reading, I feel like a part of me is fading away: proof that Middle Earth does exist in my own heart.
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Life without some insanity is so boring
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That knocked into my senses: Our own little insanities are what defines us. Middle Earth is creating its home in me (thus the psychosis).
Child, that quote was amusing. I remember Tirned Tinnu saying that we are all connected, at a certain level, with our own thougths. I guess have all tapped into Tolkien's own.
And at this point, this is how I see myself as well:
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There is a sense of order in the here and now, a life which has reason and meaning, even in the little things, like cooking meals or making friends. And then, too, there is that feeling of 'sanctity', of something beyond myself and my little concerns, something that transcends the earthly, which I keep banging up against in these books.
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right on,
Child!