This was gonna be about metal but it’s not
From time to time you stumble across fantastic gems, it cold be music, it could be something you read or a bright idea popping up in your head, some funny scene you saw or even some TV show or a film or suchlike.
These things if you tell someone else about it they might scoff or only slightly enjoy it and that’s cause it’s like I think they run a different operating system in their brains (that’s how I think about it), and the stuff doesn’t run as good/the same way in their brains as they do in yours.
I think that’s especially true in books who are just written instructions to be parsed by and projected in the brain. I like to think that half of the book is brought by its author as written instructions and the other half is the interpretation your brain translates those instructions to and the feelings and thoughts that evokes in you.
I think that’s why there are so many heated discussions on goodreads; some people get very offended (and rightly so maybe) about some of the bad reviews of the books they love (like Moby Dick), and in a sense I think it’s cause they are only reading the same book to 50%.
Also another observation is you can’t find none of the classics which hasn’t got a bunch of one star reviews over there in goodreads.
There’s no special point I wanted to make here I guess, just that if I like something then it’s good and that’s all there is to it. Others have no obligation to feel the way I do.
but if they don’t then they suck!
;–)