Dec. 16th, 2013 01:30 am
This seemed very deep at lunchtime
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clocketpatchBefore proceeding, I should mention that I usually spend half of lunchtime reading with the balance being spent in a nap when reading becomes too tiresome. Half the time I end up dreaming about what I was reading and it all gets jumbled strangely...
Anyway. Current lunch book is Joseph Campbell's Hero With a Thousand Faces. I reached the end of the intro over lunch and the last paragraph struck me as being a far more eloquent expression of all of those feelings I've been having about Blake's 7, which I attempted to meta on a few weeks back in a very confused fashion. Excerpt:
"...the hardness is balanced by an assurance that all that we see is but the reflex of a power that endures, untouched by the pain. thus the tales are both pitiless and terrorless - suffused with the joy of a transcendent anonymity regarding itself in all of the self-centred, battling egos that are born and die in time."
It was talking about myths and tragedies in a general sense, but it was such a sudden, "Yes, that is why all of the endless bleakness is okay! Because the characters endure and go on fighting, and others will go on fighting after them, and it isn't a celebration of bleakness: it is a celebration of the lives which continue on despite it."
End note 1: my lunch books aren't usually this pretentious. The last one was Kill the Dead by Tannith Lee. There will probably be a post on that one as well at some point and its ridiculous cover art (it's Paul Darrow being groped by ghosts. I did a spit-take on taking it out of the package because oh. my. god. This exists.)
End note 2: I will make a non-Blake's 7 post at some point in the future. Christmas is coming and I am very excited to see more of Capaldi's eyebrows/sad to see Matty Boy stepping down. Here is a hilarious video about Eleven having to regenerate. Enjoy:
Anyway. Current lunch book is Joseph Campbell's Hero With a Thousand Faces. I reached the end of the intro over lunch and the last paragraph struck me as being a far more eloquent expression of all of those feelings I've been having about Blake's 7, which I attempted to meta on a few weeks back in a very confused fashion. Excerpt:
"...the hardness is balanced by an assurance that all that we see is but the reflex of a power that endures, untouched by the pain. thus the tales are both pitiless and terrorless - suffused with the joy of a transcendent anonymity regarding itself in all of the self-centred, battling egos that are born and die in time."
It was talking about myths and tragedies in a general sense, but it was such a sudden, "Yes, that is why all of the endless bleakness is okay! Because the characters endure and go on fighting, and others will go on fighting after them, and it isn't a celebration of bleakness: it is a celebration of the lives which continue on despite it."
End note 1: my lunch books aren't usually this pretentious. The last one was Kill the Dead by Tannith Lee. There will probably be a post on that one as well at some point and its ridiculous cover art (it's Paul Darrow being groped by ghosts. I did a spit-take on taking it out of the package because oh. my. god. This exists.)
End note 2: I will make a non-Blake's 7 post at some point in the future. Christmas is coming and I am very excited to see more of Capaldi's eyebrows/sad to see Matty Boy stepping down. Here is a hilarious video about Eleven having to regenerate. Enjoy:
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