Brenton
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AhmedLetters With Holden Caulfield
February 5th 2007 03:57
Try a letter and reply to a fictional Character.
Holden,
Life’s kind of like cleaning up an apple orchid after the effects of a hurricane. You’re the folk with a bucket, who has to go and clean the mess. You see so much destroyed, damaged and rotten, everywhere. I can tell, form the sneer draping your lips whenever you look at a thing, that you already see the rot that pervades daily life.
What you risk though, Holden, is the chance to see the beauty in life. There is still good fruit under the muck. Remember that. You may have to look carefully – some apples may reek of the rot of others. Likewise, some folk may stink of the anger, ignorance and foolishness of others. Look carefully though and you may see that which is worth embracing.
Holden, don’t be so quick to judge. Remember that every single thought you have about others will one day be thought about you. Nobody and nothing in this life is perfect. However, there is no need for anything to be perfect. Even God’s own trees are covered in bumps, knots and bends. You know how small children embrace the shape of trees and their imperfections, in the way they make them ideal for climbing? That’s what you’ve got to do with people. Get to appreciate people for their faults. You don’t have to like them all, but you know as well as I that a faultless man is a boring one.
You Holden, are neither faultless nor dull, and would do well to remember it.
Best wishes.
Brenton.
P.S, the Coleus I planted is starting to grow. Remember I told you about it?
Brenton,
It’s not the fact that it’s all everything that’s gone rotten that really gets to me, if you want to know. It’s the fact that it’s all so obvious and in your face and people just refuse to see it. Don’t want to see what’s right in front of them. People always do that. Won’t see what right in front of them. Like when somebody’s hurt or something. People always walk past, pretending they don’t notice, even the ones who are doctors and whatever. It’s not how there’s bad things in the world that sets me to frown and all, it’s the phoney and fake way people deal with it, pretending like they’re above it all, when really they’re just avoiding it because they can’t stand to deal with things realistically. When you say something real and people glare you down hard like you spoke some real important secret it’s like you’re trapped, your mouths been shut for you, regardless of whether you want to be silent or not.
It’s a really nice sentiment to think of people being improved by being problem filled, but I don’t know. It all still seems so. I don’t know. Anyway, it’s probably not of any importance.
I hope your Coleus plants are growing well. I really like the sound of them from how you gave that description. I wouldn’t mind doing some growing myself. Maybe find I’m good at it, got a touch for it, sort of thing. Start growing medicine type plants or some such. Wouldn’t that be something? I don’t know, just a thought.
Anyway, I guess that’s all you’d want to read. Not in the habit of essay writing anyhow.
Holden.
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Holden,
Life’s kind of like cleaning up an apple orchid after the effects of a hurricane. You’re the folk with a bucket, who has to go and clean the mess. You see so much destroyed, damaged and rotten, everywhere. I can tell, form the sneer draping your lips whenever you look at a thing, that you already see the rot that pervades daily life.
What you risk though, Holden, is the chance to see the beauty in life. There is still good fruit under the muck. Remember that. You may have to look carefully – some apples may reek of the rot of others. Likewise, some folk may stink of the anger, ignorance and foolishness of others. Look carefully though and you may see that which is worth embracing.
Holden, don’t be so quick to judge. Remember that every single thought you have about others will one day be thought about you. Nobody and nothing in this life is perfect. However, there is no need for anything to be perfect. Even God’s own trees are covered in bumps, knots and bends. You know how small children embrace the shape of trees and their imperfections, in the way they make them ideal for climbing? That’s what you’ve got to do with people. Get to appreciate people for their faults. You don’t have to like them all, but you know as well as I that a faultless man is a boring one.
You Holden, are neither faultless nor dull, and would do well to remember it.
Best wishes.
Brenton.
P.S, the Coleus I planted is starting to grow. Remember I told you about it?
Brenton,
It’s not the fact that it’s all everything that’s gone rotten that really gets to me, if you want to know. It’s the fact that it’s all so obvious and in your face and people just refuse to see it. Don’t want to see what’s right in front of them. People always do that. Won’t see what right in front of them. Like when somebody’s hurt or something. People always walk past, pretending they don’t notice, even the ones who are doctors and whatever. It’s not how there’s bad things in the world that sets me to frown and all, it’s the phoney and fake way people deal with it, pretending like they’re above it all, when really they’re just avoiding it because they can’t stand to deal with things realistically. When you say something real and people glare you down hard like you spoke some real important secret it’s like you’re trapped, your mouths been shut for you, regardless of whether you want to be silent or not.
It’s a really nice sentiment to think of people being improved by being problem filled, but I don’t know. It all still seems so. I don’t know. Anyway, it’s probably not of any importance.
I hope your Coleus plants are growing well. I really like the sound of them from how you gave that description. I wouldn’t mind doing some growing myself. Maybe find I’m good at it, got a touch for it, sort of thing. Start growing medicine type plants or some such. Wouldn’t that be something? I don’t know, just a thought.
Anyway, I guess that’s all you’d want to read. Not in the habit of essay writing anyhow.
Holden.
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