we're all like a pile, or a bunch, of books.
just sitting there, hanging out
waiting for someone to pick us up
become interested, intrigued
and begin reading us
learning more about us
understanding us.
and if we're interesting enough,
or somehow touch the persons heart,
they will remember us for a long time after
possibly for the rest of their lives.
and depending on the taste,
we might find ourselves
in entirely different environments.
just as a person may have
the publishing company, century co,
bobbs merril, malden, and the Bible
all on one shelf, likewise, they might have
a jock, a tomboy, a prep, an optimist, a sadist,
a goth, a pessimist, and a ray of sunshine
all in the same circle of friends.
it really just depends.
oh, and one more thing.
we reflect ourselves off of
anything remotely mirror-like.
so we've got to be careful
11 comments:
i read your post 3 times, and still think i cannot comprehend it...i loved it:)
nooooooooooooo, the post was extremely insightful that was why it took me some time to understand the way you were thinking when you wrote. I love reading it:)
agree, we do feel like books,
with certain content of knowledge and may be only appreciated by some, not by all.
Glad to see you at magpie tale.
beautiful first one.
Love the comparison between people and books. Nice Magpie.
lovely, insightful analogy!
I like the way you compare people to books, especially making the books anthropomorphic. I can just imagine them sitting on a shelf thinking, "I hope she picks me up. Am I interesting enough?" It's a really nice analogy.
A fine, perceptive post.
Tiny point. The book you refer to is "Walden", Henry David Thoreau, a monograph about "going native." (1854, I think.)
thanks guys.
you made me smile.
=)
lolamouse, thats a nice mental image =P
and lucy, i think youre right. i must have thought the w was an m when i first saw it.
oh, and jingle. this isnt my first magpie post.
It's official.
I love your blog :)
xo.
=))
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