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Muffmanstiffski’s A Hopeless Romantic

A Hopeless Romantic

By Muffmanstiffski

So I was sitting around thinking of how much DMR makes me want to smile when I thought to myself, “The only thing that’s better than writing about romanticism is blogging about it”.  Thus, here I am.

BEOWULF

People are always (and by always, I mean whenever we study romantics in English class) arguing about which is better: romanticism or realism. Is it better to dream or to do? To wish or to work? To love or live carefully? I’m here to tell all dozen or so of you that read this that romanticism is the way to go.  And I’m going to do this in a way that oddly resembles a list.

  1. 1.      Nature

Disclaimer: for those of you who haven’t been to Wyoming, sorry. You may want to skip this part as that’s a lot of what I will talk about.

2nd Disclaimer: for those who have been to Wyoming, you may want to skip this too.  Just writing about it made me want to go back there more than anything.

Nature, to me at least, is the strongest indicator of God’s existence.  Just seeing the vast expanse of the world reminds me of just how small I am.  But at the same time and more importantly, it reminds me of just how big God is, big enough to handle the trivialities and petty conflicts of life, conflicts that seem huge (pronounced “uge”) to us but miniscule to him. And Wyoming was when I felt God’s presence the strongest in nature.

Wyoming: home to more horses than people. Apparently the horses didn’t catch on to civil rights.

So what does this have to do with Romanticism? Well, finding God in Nature was to romantics what half-assed-tiora is to Mark Groszek: their mantra if you will.

Shut Up!

Realists look to nature and see a pile of rocks or a bunch of trees.  Romantics see God at work.  Now, I’m no treehugging liberal (just ask Zac Reid. All liberals go to hell.), but what’s wrong with being a little dreamy and just looking at the mountains, or the stars, or just walking in the woods?  Probably sounds a little gay, but those who’ve been to a place like Wyoming know exactly what I’m talking about.  The mountains are surreal, the stars bright, and the presence of God tangible.  Never will I forget standing among the clouds atop Big Whiskey, and never have I felt closer to God.

  1. 2.       “The spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings”

What makes a person human?  Is it our brains? Or is it the fact that we have the ability to feel beyond physical pain or pleasure? I’d go with the last one.

Me too

Personally, the feelings and emotions I have are what remind me that I truly am alive, both the good and the bad.  Romantics understand that you have to take the good with the bad, the beautiful with the ugly, and the heavenly with the earthly.  But they also get that the good, the beautiful, and the heavenly are worth every second of the bad, the ugly, and the earthly.  I mean a year with Johnny Ploehs is more than enough to get me through year with Dave “I Hate the World” Reiring.  People, myself included, need to understand that feelings and emotions are what make life worth living.  Of course with high emotion comes high risk for pain and suffering, but also the chance of extreme happiness. What would you rather have? A protected life or one with risk? One that is bland and dull or one full of vigor and ecstasy? (Yes, literally the drug ecstasy).  I choose ecstasy even if it comes with a crash here or there.

  1. 3.       A Youthful Optimism

One way that I try to live my life is with the belief that everything happens for a reason and that because of this, everything will work itself out.

Sorry, Scotty, not that kind of lifting:)

By the transitive property, gah, why worry about life? Yes, some things require thought and time. You got me there. But I’m talking about all the stupid stuff.  Life will eventually work itself out.  It may not be the way that you thought it would be or the way I thought it would be.  But things will work out the way they SHOULD be and that’s what matters.  The Big Man upstairs has a plan for everybody, and sometimes that plan may not be what we want at the time.  I think God probably will win that battle at least 9 times out of 10.  Against Pikachu, God’s odds drop to about 6 out of 10.

He doesn't know English and he gets it.

Realists have a hard time seeing past the pain and suffering in life.  Well, personally that sounds like a pretty shitty way to go through life (pardon my French).  Life’s not bad! In fact, I’d venture to say that most people who take the time to read this entry probably have a pretty good life.  I know I do. It would do everyone a little good to look at the glass as half-full.  Even if the glass is filled with cheap beer or watered down Kool-Aid, it’s still half-full.

Well, I think I’m going to wrap this up now.  Thanks to those who made it through my terrible jokes, run-on sentences, and attempts at being philosophical.  To close, I’d like to leave you with a little advice from the man, the myth, the legend, the Wizard of Western Hills: John Ploehs. “Follow your bliss, but use your head.” True words from a true romantic.  Who knows? If people take these words to heart, the world may not be half-bad to live in.

YAWP!

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