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 Must I say, what I experienced tonight (actually, this morning) was a visually stunning film that played out like a storybook on screen, as well as a show of true dedication to the book and as a filmmaker's applicable vision. 

 The soundtrack was amazing. 

 The shots were amazing. That long shot of Gandalf in the beginning? And all that colour!

 The story was amazing. I loved the Shire scenes, and how almost everything was a direct derivation of chapter one. Exposition was put…

            How do you classify someone as Human? I am in a riptide of confusion. Is my questioning of humanity extraordinarily vapid, or is it a show of intelligence? How can anyone distinguish between the two? Maybe it is somewhere in between, and everyone has the same inquiry?

            I cannot tell if I am human, if the rest of people are human, if we are all human, or even neither.



            Growing up, all I did was read. Ever since I was three, I was…

             I recall days where I risked stepping out of light, standing on the brink of shadows. There’s a pull, a whisper in the darkness, compelling you to draw closer and lie down in the dampest spot of Earth. It would be much easier to just smell fresh roses and face the endless elasticity of the sky, polluted by the winking stars.



            Yes, I would decide, the stars are much kinder than humanity could ever strive to be. Are they, though?…

(A fictional story to represent an enlightening self-realisation experience I had this summer).

She reproachfully toed the water’s edge. Gelid sea water overlapped her bare feet, hungrily making grabs at her legs. The water was ravenous for another victim, and kept crawling higher and higher upon the naked skin of the young girl.

Slowly, but steadily, she stepped another few inches forward. The demon growled in appreciation, sending ripples to shore. …