Its been 33 days since she ventured into this new adventure.
“You really have bad eyesight!” Denise
Glasses.
They come in different sizes, thickness, and now even colours. She never liked using glasses. Its as if there is a frame in everything that she sees.
Frodo: I can't do this, Sam.
Sam: I know. It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we are. It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened?
From a distant she heard voices. As she walks to get a better view, she sees a blur image of a group of people standing side by side, talking- deeply. As she approaches even nearer, she sees strain on their foreheads, their brows bending sharp, what sounded like discussion were turning into commotion. Some were bending over back to take a look at the table, some were tilting their heads as they sit on the ground, trying to take a look at what was on the table.
A different glass.
Some said the cup was half full, some said, it was rather half empty. Some just didn’t care. One just walked over and drank that glass of water, put it back on the table and walked away.
But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand.
What she see matters, what you see matters. But if shouting out what we see causes trouble and defeats the whole point of choosing to see that something, then what she sees and what you see does not matter one bit.
A dying man might ask for a glass of water. Now if we’re going to be arguing about if he literally wants it in a glass or a mug, soon the man will die and there is no point in even talking about the glass. What you see and I see only matters if it helps, if it builds, if it constructs.
“If you have nothing nice to say, don’t say anything”- Bambi the movie.
Because its so easy to break then to build.
I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.
Frodo: What are we holding onto, Sam?
Sam: That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo... and it's worth fighting for.
— "The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers "
What you see matters, but why you see what you see matters more.
