There is a strange emptiness to life without myths.
I am African American — by which I mean, a descendant of slaves, rather than a descendant of immigrants who came here willingly and with lives more or less intact. My ancestors were the unwilling, unintact ones: children torn from parents, parents torn from elders, people torn from roots, stories torn from language. Past a certain point, my family’s history just… stops. As if there was nothing there.
I could do what others have done, and attempt to reconstruct this lost past. I could research genealogy and genetics, search for the traces of myself in moldering old sale documents and scanned images on microfiche. I could also do what members of other cultures lacking myths have done: steal. A little BS about Atlantis here, some appropriation of other cultures’ intellectual property there, and bam! Instant historically-justified superiority. Worked great for the Nazis, new and old. Even today, white people in my neck of the woods call themselves “Caucasian”, most of them little realizing that the term and its history are as constructed as anything sold in the fantasy section of a bookstore.
These are proven strategies, but I have no interest in them. They’ll tell me where I came from, but not what I really want to know: where I’m going. To figure that out, I make shit up.
J. R. R. Tolkien smoking a pipe, blowing smoke rings, chilling by an open fire, having an ale and generally being a top lad.
I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR A SPIRIT GIFSET MY ENTIRE LIFE
I DONT THINK YOU UNDERSTAND
This is one of the most underrated animated films of all time. After it came out and the hype died down, people just seem to have forgotten about it. I watched it again recently and was shocked at how good it really was.
I really need to pull out the old VHS and watch this again…
*walks into starbucks with acoustic guitar* ohhhh there once was a hero named Ragnar the Red
Stories never really end…even if the books like to pretend they do. Stories always go on. They don’t end on the last page, any more than they begin on the first page.
Cornelia Funke, Inkspell
What's your opinion/view on homosexuality?
I do not believe in any form of intimacy outside of the Sacrament of Marriage. If a person suffers from some form of sexual temptation, I cannot and will not ever guide or encourage that individual to pursue that temptation, no matter what their beliefs are. I am called to love them, and by love I mean the unconditional care for their soul. To encourage them to pursue the temptation by words, action, or even my silence, I am committing an absolute act of hate for that individual.
With all that said, I love all people, regardless of the war they are in over their soul. We are not our temptations, our sins do not define who we are and what we were born to do. All people are called to bring glory to God, and we are all beautiful and wonderful.