If you haven't read Harry Potter, then we have a huge personality conflict. Namely, I think you should get a new one. JK...Rowling. You know I love you. Jeez.
I need to get out of the Stream of Consciousness mood, 'cause this isn't it. Anyway, if you haven't read Harry Potter, then this won't make much sense to you. Not that I make that much sense anyway. Gah, I'm such a dork. And when I just started to type "such," I typed "sushi" instead. I might erase this part.
Third try: If you've read HP & the Deathly Hallows, you're familiar with, erm, the Deathly Hallows. Probably. The way J.K.R. has each character select a certain Hallow is a completely overlooked and ingenious sublety, in my opinion. Harry picks the Resurrection Stone. Of course - Harry, who has lost the most to Death; Harry, who has watched his parents, his godfather, his friends, and his two heros die; Harry, who is tormented by his dead mother's voice...of course he picks the stone. Let's be honest: who wouldn't, if they were in his position?
Ron opts for the raw power of the Elder Wand, which makes perfect sense. Forever marked as Harry Potter's best friend and the little brother of a Quidditch prodigy, a dragon keeper, a Ministry of Magic protege (who is also kind of a jerk, though), two hilarious entreprenuers, and the lone female with the wicked Bat Bogey Hex, why wouldn't Ron seek a little power?
And, Hermione, of course, makes the smartest choice. After all, she is the female. Haha. Anyway.
It all begs the question (PEMS hanging anecdote): what would you pick? "You" being code for "me." I would pick the cloak. And not just because that's what you're supposed to do, although, to be fair, that may weigh in a bit. And I wouldn't choose it for the reason you'd think either. Not to escape Death myself, but to give to someone I truly love - my mom. My dad. My friends. As weird as it may seem, I have absolutely zero fears about dying. Why fear the inevitable? What really terrifies me is the people I love dying, although, I suppose, this too is inevitable.
The stone, I suppose, would be a valid arguement for the same reason. But I wouldn't want a hollow shell.
I guess the person would have to live under the cloak - I mean, Death doesn't give us much warning. And I guess I couldn't save both of my parents. I couldn't possibly choose. They'd stay together. They belong together. In many ways. But, personally, I would hate to live under a cloak - it'd be like the difference between Living and just hiding from Death. I would rather die. But I don't want my friends or family to die. Ever. Maybe I'm being selfish. No, no, I know what you're thinking: No, Taylor! Of course you're not being selfish! You're the best! I know, I know. I am pretty awesome. No wonder you worship me.
Mmmmm. Sushi.
I need to get out of the Stream of Consciousness mood, 'cause this isn't it. Anyway, if you haven't read Harry Potter, then this won't make much sense to you. Not that I make that much sense anyway. Gah, I'm such a dork. And when I just started to type "such," I typed "sushi" instead. I might erase this part.
Third try: If you've read HP & the Deathly Hallows, you're familiar with, erm, the Deathly Hallows. Probably. The way J.K.R. has each character select a certain Hallow is a completely overlooked and ingenious sublety, in my opinion. Harry picks the Resurrection Stone. Of course - Harry, who has lost the most to Death; Harry, who has watched his parents, his godfather, his friends, and his two heros die; Harry, who is tormented by his dead mother's voice...of course he picks the stone. Let's be honest: who wouldn't, if they were in his position?
Ron opts for the raw power of the Elder Wand, which makes perfect sense. Forever marked as Harry Potter's best friend and the little brother of a Quidditch prodigy, a dragon keeper, a Ministry of Magic protege (who is also kind of a jerk, though), two hilarious entreprenuers, and the lone female with the wicked Bat Bogey Hex, why wouldn't Ron seek a little power?
And, Hermione, of course, makes the smartest choice. After all, she is the female. Haha. Anyway.
It all begs the question (PEMS hanging anecdote): what would you pick? "You" being code for "me." I would pick the cloak. And not just because that's what you're supposed to do, although, to be fair, that may weigh in a bit. And I wouldn't choose it for the reason you'd think either. Not to escape Death myself, but to give to someone I truly love - my mom. My dad. My friends. As weird as it may seem, I have absolutely zero fears about dying. Why fear the inevitable? What really terrifies me is the people I love dying, although, I suppose, this too is inevitable.
The stone, I suppose, would be a valid arguement for the same reason. But I wouldn't want a hollow shell.
I guess the person would have to live under the cloak - I mean, Death doesn't give us much warning. And I guess I couldn't save both of my parents. I couldn't possibly choose. They'd stay together. They belong together. In many ways. But, personally, I would hate to live under a cloak - it'd be like the difference between Living and just hiding from Death. I would rather die. But I don't want my friends or family to die. Ever. Maybe I'm being selfish. No, no, I know what you're thinking: No, Taylor! Of course you're not being selfish! You're the best! I know, I know. I am pretty awesome. No wonder you worship me.
Mmmmm. Sushi.
4 nosmctme:
Haha wow. That definitely made my night. And made me want sushi... I think this all occurred to me in a vague way at 3 in the morning when I first got to this part, but I really like how you put it.
Awh, yay, Eileen! And I totally didn't even ask you to come here, read this, & comment...LOVE YOU!
Yeah, "your" right. "You're" taste is much better than mine.
hahaha, please excuse anonymous.. he was born with gills.
hanyzwayy.. i love your writing style. and sushi.
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