Saturday, August 14, 2010

The Masochist Poet

I remember in 500 Days of Summer Mckenzie (Geoffrey Arend) told Tom Hanzen (Joseph Gordon-Levitt): "They say the best way to get over a girl is to turn her into literature."

Is writing all about the pain, suffering, misfortunes, tragedies, complexities and circumstances really the PRICE to pay to move on and prolly get up and say, I'll be fine? In some cases, yes it is.  Self wallowing is gratifying. But in the end, it's not really writing about it that makes us move on. It's reading and practically laughing out loud about it two or three years later.

What literature does is get our creative juices flowing while at the same time looking deep into our conscience for warmth and that candid feeling. Those spontaneous and instantaneous thoughts that will just disappear if not written down. That longing to describe and comprehend the moment and how that moment occupies our mind. In other words, we just want to be heard when no one else does.

What's so gratifying in that? It's painful to recount and describe how we are feeling at those random moments of pure sadness and downright awfulness. And you say that's the best way to get over someone or something for that matter? Come on. It's not gratifying. It's masochism.

So what's the point of writing all about our failures, our shortcomings and our own demise? It's like a blog. A diary to remind you of how you shouldn't do it all over again. Right? But for me, the only price we have to pay to get over that hump is not through the masochistic literature writing but through patience. Yeah, think about it over night and wake up the next day looking forward (not looking backwards). Look forward to a brighter day. Our lives are too short for us to be backtracking everyday. Or our lives is not the price to pay to escape this madness.

But some people can't handle it. Well, when someone lost billions of dollars (worse, not even your money), it's a lot crazier than losing some girl over a fight. So I'd give them that. So much for sob stories on paper for them.

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