Reasoning in life, love, and manga?

These lines form a cohesive whole, a part of us which is lost and shant be found, we find within the lines drawn together by the artists of our time, for it is them we look to for both guidance and hope, hope in feelings lost and salutations withheld, hope in that which we look for and that which we we have missed to come once again. These lines are only that, just lines, but seen from a perspective of one with influence over feelings given life, we find ourselves drawn to a single line in a single form a single whole. And yet seperated, as though by blank space betweens the lines we have come to love so much. These lines are not our life, but they show us things we could not begin to imagine so long as we may yet live, yet they open us to the thoughts we now have. Shared experiences, of both happiness and health, the trodden on shall rise, and those that follow shall become one within this nondescript existence known as life. For we are all, drawn together.

This would be an inkling of my personal view upon that which is both the written word and manga. Through the books I cherish I find the lives of others, and though, lacking the ability to communicate my emotions or thoughts correctly in the outside world, within myself the books assist in my attempt to understand and comprehend that which eludes even the greatest man. Who am I? Where am I? Why am I here? Am I alone? Though the answer will forever be elusive, the literature in which I delve myself within is a point to which I begin to comprehend the minute existence which is 'me'. And thus, I post here, insistent upon others feedback, a more versatile opinion, in order to restructure my own theories in order to find solace in this vain existence 'we' lead.

I'm hoping of course, I don't come off to.... odd. Aha.

Anyway, you're saying that we are all connected by the art we enjoy and for most of us that is manga?

You mean we as the admirers of manga and fiction and we as in the people who would just go online and make friends with similar interests and likes to our own.....So what? What about it?

If you want someone to take you seriously, don't write like you're trying to outdo the definition of purple prose.

In a way, yes, but not totally. In part I mention that we are all connected through the beauty in literature, and yet, we are attracted to such literature due to the potential and power it possess and represents. For instance, where I mention that the hope in feelings lost and salutations withheld, I mean that the past one may have disappointing memories, and the potential to have avoided a person or event with which they would have had a better view on life if they had only the courage to do so.

And in the books we read(Along with most other forms of media we enjoy) we find ourselves looking back on the same position and evaluating our current prospects. Judging ourselves better now, that we have read upon the experience another has deemed to place upon paper to be interpreted in such a way that would benefit a person. (I acknowledge that not all people write in order to benefit others, but in this context I'll leave it at this).




I'm asking about your take on the matter. How does literature affect you? Has it improved your life? Do you have any theories of thought and memory which are stimulated by interaction of external stimuli? What is it that affects you to be moved by literature in such a way as to be either inspired or depressed? Do you find literature to be helpful in your life? Or can it be a condemning type of understanding?




Yea, I did go a little overboard there didn't I? My apologies, I tend to go in circles sometimes when I attempt to get my thoughts out of my head.

I find no relation in fiction. Life is highly overrated, though. Once you come to understand the vastness of space you realize just how insignificant you are. The world could end tomorrow and the universe wouldn't even notice. But I suppose there is some solace to be found in fantasy.

True, though on the contrary I sometimes found several correlations in fiction - quite seldom but some are strikingly similar to the ones i read. No need to see the vastness of the space. The vastness of this earth (if you have traveled around much like me) is enough to make you think that you're some insignificant pebble.

Well fantasy is made to cater someone's need for solace.

Agreed, but Fantasy and Sci-fi in a way are our ways to forget about that since anyone who thinks about that stuff all the time would no long see the rellivence of doing anything. also quick question do you, when you read or watch something fiction, find a character you hate?

Hmm... sometimes when watching a live-action drama i may not like a character, but I've never hated any 2D characters.

I'm asking about your take on the matter. How does literature affect you? Has it improved your life? Do you have any theories of thought and memory which are stimulated by interaction of external stimuli? What is it that affects you to be moved by literature in such a way as to be either inspired or depressed? Do you find literature to be helpful in your life? Or can it be a condemning type of understanding?


Straight to the point, I love literature, including manga, which I personally consider manga to fall under, just with alot of illustrations.

I've read all my life, to the point I eventually needed glasses. The knowledge ive collected and the skills Ive perfected by it were worth it though. The benefits of the written word are endless, and any negative affects are far outweighed by the benefits.

Theories....I thought it was already established that the human brain creates connections between words, sounds, and images to form memories? Or at the very least the concepts to understand what your observing at any given moment.

A good book holds the potential to garner an emotion from me. Like reading Hajime no Ippo and getting fired up to go work out, or wail on the body bag for awhile.

Literature is nothing but beneficial. An educated society is far safer then ignorant bumpkins that have no thought to the consequences of their actions.