ANY HUMAN HEART?
Yes, hello there.
Welcome to my third post (- your welcome to it.) Hmmmm, contemplative. Contemplating the phrase Any Human Heart. Is is a phrase I hear you say. Correction, I heard me say it in my head - funny that, did I actually hear me say it or did I just think it? Do you hear your thoughts, or is hearing thoughts the same as hearing voices. Because that's not good. Also, on this same riveting stream of consciousness, are you aware of everything you think? Because, the other morning I was suffering a quite horrid hangover, and as I lay there, trying to find a position in which I didn't feel acute nausea, all this random dialogue and sporadic madness kept drifting through my mind. For instance, at one point two moles were holding a conversation inside a bag of potatoes. Then, when stranded out at sea, I was refused entry to a boat because I didn't have the right microwave fitting. Eventually when I did get rescued, I was arrested for speaking in Polish. Now this may sound like a crazy dream scenario, but I was actually lay there, wide awake, as this feverish delirium swepth through my mind. And while lay there helpless, I couldn't help wonder, am I actually thinking and creating this madness myself, or is it just my mad subconscious seeping through in some warped, inebriated daydream? A daydream is a romantic notion I feel.
Anyway, back to Any Human Heart. And me. I read the book with aforesaid title (by William Boyd) a while ago, but since reccomending it to a dear friend of mine - check him out folks (folks?! who am I kidding!) his syntax is orsum (phonetic spelling for you) - http://lifeturnsasharpcorner.blogspot.com/ - I have been pondering over it quite a lot. I will not go into detail about the book, but will just say that it's a fantastically emotive journey through life and induces great emotion in the reader. In fact, it is only 1 of 2 books I have read that when I get to the end I feel sad that it is over, and I can find no higher praise for a novel than that. But 'Any Human Heart'...have I got any human heart? (I hope it's not just anyone's!) Do some people simply feel more than others? Hmmm, it's quite an amazing thing, a human heart. If that is where feelings, emotions, depth and complexitiy come from, I'm afraid I know little of anatomy, so am merely going on the common peception that you feel in the heart. Why if so, the heart is an uinque, beautiful organ. Figuratively speaking, anway. I wonder if you can truly break someone's heart? I think most creatures have hearts, though. (I would say all but I am honestly not sure!!! Are flies big enough to have hearts?!) So what sets the human heart apart? Maybe its our consciousness, our self-awareness, our accentuated level of feeling for others.
I don't know why I've had this discussion. But I feel better now I have had it. So fuck off; have a heart. And be careful with it. For it is not just any human heart, it is your own.