Monday, April 22, 2013

Pureed Thoughts


I've always admired the to-me-heartbreaking line from The Elephant Man, where Joseph Merrick says, “I sometimes think my head is so large because it is so full of dreams.”

Though I was blessedly spared Merrick's physical deformities as a writer I fully identify with his statement, and frequently think of his words when I am searching for a subject for my next blog. It isn't that I can't think of subjects, it's that I can think of far too many. It's rather like picking one raindrop from a thunderstorm, or one snowflake from a blizzard.

Metaphors! Now, there's a good subject for a blog! But where to start? One leads to another, which leads to another, and they all drop into the blender of my mind and are whipped into a puree.

Having done so many blogs over the years, it's inevitable that certain broad themes, and often specific topics, keep showing up. I should have some way of organizing them to avoid too-frequent duplication...which of course leads me to the subject of/fact that organization is not something for which I am noted. And my shortcomings—real or self-perceived—have themselves provided me with an endless number of blog topics: lack of patience; what I can no longer or never could do physically; comparisons to others; the process of growing older, etc.

Memories and nostalgia consume far too much of my life and are proportionately (or disproportionately) represented in my blogs. My inability to let go of the past, my insistence on berating myself mentally and emotionally for mistakes made and pain unintentionally inflicted on myself and others throughout my life.

Rants and rages against internet spam, commercials, a certain unnamed political party, bigotry, hatred, intolerance, organized religion, and an endless string of social wrongs, I sometimes fear, outnumber those subjects which bring me boundless joy; music and kindness and beauty and words and writing and Broadway musicals and the wonders of just being alive. Lakes and rivers and forests and pebbles on a beach under a dazzlingly blue sky through which whipped-cream clouds float majestically, and wind-driven snow whipping horizontally past a window, the cannon/tympani rolls of thunder and cymba´l-clash bursts of lightning, all are fodder for my mental blender. Travel—being places I have either never been or revisit after very many years; seeing places I'd never imagined I would be able to see in person. London, Paris, Rome, Pompeii, Cannes. On and on and on.

Life and death...existence and non-existence...utterly consume and fascinate me. The conflicts and contradictions of living in the mind while simultaneously living in and dealing with the day-to-day challenges of the real world can, if I allow them to, boggle my mind. My fingers keep typing words like a small jet of water shooting from a tiny crack in a huge dam. (Metaphors, anyone?)

I am driven to write my thoughts and opinions and philosophies on the human condition, which are no more nor less valid than yours except that you are reading mine at the moment and I express them in the hopes that you might in some way relate to them.

There's an old folk tale—Jewish, I believe—of there being seven men on earth chosen to suffer all the mishaps of human existence, to spare the rest of humanity from experiencing them. It would be nice if I had been chosen to think about all the things I do so that you won't have to, and can get on with your lives.

Which brings us back to a subject for my next blog. Tell you what—why don't you choose one from those mentioned above and let me know? I'll be happy to oblige.

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8 comments:

Kage Alan said...

I'm a bit of a completest when it comes to movies, music and blog posts. I rescued some 200 older posts from MySpace back when I thought the site would go down in flames and when I started my actual blog. So I release one of the older ones every other Saturday.

I bring this up because I tend to load them and set them to go live months in advance. This got me thinking after reading your post today that I should consider writing a few future posts that can be set to go live after I pass away one day.

Imagine how freaked out people might be to still see new posts each week for a little while! It might be kind of fun, especially for family and friends to still have a little bit of me in small doses for a while.

Is that a morbid thought? And would you ever do something like that?

Dorien/Roger said...

Of course I would. But what you can also do is appoint a very young friend to keep reposting your blogs, like a looped movie, from first to last, then again from first to last, etc. Could go on a very long time that way.

Vastine Bondurant said...

Dorien, it's not up to us to tell you what we want to see you write. Your mind controls what you decide to talk about. And it just has its own natural path to take, where it wants to go.
But, then, all the thoughts---no matter what they are---are from your heart and that makes them the important topic for the moment your fingers tough the keyboard.
I enjoy your sharing, no matter the subjects.

Dorien/Roger said...

Thanks, Vastine. I was being a bit facetious when I asked for people to suggest a topic. You're absolutely right that I should be able to do it myself.

Dorien/Roger said...

Thanks, Vastine. I was being a bit facetious when I asked for people to suggest a topic. You're absolutely right that I should be able to do it myself.

Diana said...

Dorien I think that thoughts being in a blender may be derived from living alone. I've lived alone for a long time and I think if I had someone to talk to and discuss the thoughts they would be able to escape the blender. I think we may need to get out more, LOL.

Diana said...

Dorien I think that thoughts being in a blender may be derived from living alone. I've lived alone for a long time and I think if I had someone to talk to and discuss the thoughts they would be able to escape the blender. I think we may need to get out more, LOL.

Dorien/Roger said...

You may have something there, Diana!