This is a pretty good sight
So what's my complaint? Well my first complaint is that I'm very tired, but that's my fault. And (extreme topic change...whhhhooooaaaa..I told you I'm tired) that site has some pretty honest reviews and discussions on movies/books. It's a Christian site but that's ok, it's not over baring, and some reviews barely mention Christianity (for those of you who might be turned off by Christianity), but I must say they're pretty well written no matter what you believe. Anyways, there's a section on there about the Harry Potter series which most of the articles, thankfully, defend. I consider myself fairly religious (which is a confusing topic for me; sometimes I feel not religious at all, other times I feel very religious) but I also consider myself highly imaginative. I like and appreciate grand myths and fantastic imageries. One of my favorite books of the Bible is Revelations for that very reason. And I appreciate the Harry Potter series for the same reasons. It's a magical and imaginative world that lets my mind drift elsewhere.
In yet another extreme topic change I suppose I'll say my second complaint is how confusing it all is. Where does the realm of dreams end and the realm of reality begin? Or do they both exist in harmony? In reality good and evil seem like meaningless topics, best left to the dreamers. Nature itself seems to say life is nothing but an act of survival. But in my dreams and imagination the world can become so black and white. Evil can be personified in something tangible to be confronted. But then again, they are my dreams, and it's only me that can truly see and appreciate my imagination. So am I living in a self dillusionary world of my own creation? Or is this introspective struggle of mine the reality of my soul? And perhaps the greatest question of all: is there such an inner black and white struggle present in every person?
This is all just pointless philosophical musings really that would most likely garner responses such as "The struggle is present in everybody but morality is relative." Maybe this is an empty post to you but to me this all means at least something. I've spent so long in my own head but I'm frustrated that I don't really know who I am on the outside. In my dreams I can fly but in reality I feel lost and chained to the ground.