I still will never understand why women can’t take a compliment. Like I wish I was rich enough to take her to the stars and show her how beautiful the universe is, and then show her how she encapsulates it. But then again, she’ll be throwing up due to the zero-gravity. Maybe I should think that through…
You know it’s a sad day when I don’t even remember that today is my birthday and it took my grandpa calling to wish me one that I had to run to check the calendar and realize it was indeed my 21st birthday.
“I’m not the one who acted like a ho! Why must I be the one who has to know? I’m not the one who messed up big time, so spare me the details if you don’t mind.”—The Offspring’s song “Spare Me the Details”
That link is the best scene from all of the Lord of the Rings movies.
To sum it up: it is simply Aragorn crowned as King and he sees Frodo and his Hobbit friends and they bow to him. Aragorn is surprised and tells them “My Friends, you bow to no one.” and kneels before them along with everyone at Aragorn’s crowning. (Hehe joke there).
Why is this scene the best? Based on just history alone, this entire act of a king or any noble bowing to someone of middle to lower class would be unspeakable let alone unimaginable! An act like this would lead them to losing their power and being seen as weak. However, Aragorn after fighting bravely and helping unite the race of man and elves and others, he has shown he is a jack of all trades and a natural leader. Then, after all the shit they go through defending Frodo, losing Frodo, buying Frodo time, etc etc, he finds him and bows to him to show these now just everyday Hobbits who just happened to help destroy the Ring to rule them all that they are equals to Aragorn with his crown! This scene is amazing from the music, to the way Jackson cut the camera angles to bring that emotion from the lens to the audience to sympathize with the characters and cheer or get touched. Either way was my favorite part even though I also enjoy Gandalf’s “YOU SHALL NOT PASS” as it was a pretty epic line and part.
So while driving around since I find that driving around the city usually helps me think clearly about things. However, I heard on the radio that the amount of people getting married has dropped a lot in the past few years. While it is easy to point out the obvious independent women is killing the idea of needing life long commitment and how most Americans view the act of marriage as a way to receive benefits and that’s about it, it just seems that this up and coming generation of hook ups and living a life without being held back could be the cause. Now I’m not against this at all, hell I’m not even in favor of marriage most of the time. Is it a great thing? Sure. Should everyone get married? No.
Now, I’m a total romantic at heart. I hold onto hope that some gorgeous woman is going to make me speechless, heart race, etc and fall in love and never come back. Yet in reality, I know that is an illusion and a belief that I may never reach. Hell I get teased for having such a view that there is a Miss Right for me. Yet I find I am just a different person since my friend Ben is doing a paper on the Fear of Death and analyzing it in a philosophical way. It made me think as I drove past a mortuary where there was a funeral in progress, everyone I know is afraid of dying or mourns someone who died.
Yet, I’ve never cried over someone dying or at a funeral of anyone in my family. I see death as something we all will reach as immortality is, while something most of mankind strives toward, is impossible and not worth achieving. And as for my friends and family members who have passed on, yes I miss them, but I don’t shed my tears for the loss to the world and how I won’t be able to hug them and talk to them, but I smile knowing I got to experience them when they were alive and taking what they told me and taught me, even indirectly, and living my life through that so they never truly are dead.
Now how does this relate to love? Love is dying, it is clear to see this. Love is becoming more and more of a thing of the past when it was easier to believe you loved someone forever when you lived to the ripe old age of 35 and religion meant a hell of a lot more because science was still in its entry stages of “the earth is flat” and “in the center of the universe.” But, I think love is still very attainable, just as it is for us to give away our fear of death. Love might not be exactly what we expected it to be and the tales of old from our parents and grandparents was used to help instill in us the idea to help us keep the spirit of “love” alive.
Can I even sum this up? No. All I know is that we shouldn’t be afraid of death and we should love it, and we see love is dying, but let us keep the thought and ideas of love alive even if the golden age of “love” is long dead.
“I finally understand politics. It’s the kids who never got drunk and had lots of money who knew how to convince the drunks to do stupid shit except now they are making sober stupid people vote for them to be in positions of power rather than making them streak in the streets.”—Sudden Realization