Our Life, An Open Book

[sparklekaz]

It is often said that Our lives are an open book. What role does God play? What role do we play? Who has the leading role? Who is writing the book?

[gruntal]

Some of the pages in my book were cut and pasted from technical journals and don't actually have anything to do with me. They are very telling on what I was thinking about at the time. Other entries are crytic and suggest others things but might be too embaressing to admit. Pages may be missing as if they were ripped out. Or ignored to the point of getting stuck and sandwhiched in between other pages. Either way they don't seem readily accessible.

There are many illustrations. Actually it isn't all that obvious which are the words and which are the decorations. I guess most anybody can be entertained by the humorfull cartoons. What they get out of the texts is speculative.

A lot is lost in the translation and we will never know how much. The beginning doesn't even seem to match the ending which makes you wonder if it was indeed written by the same person. Except oddly the BOUNDARIES never ever seem to change. It is as if some animal was stuck in a cage and discovered wonderous things lieing all about but was unable to break out.

Still there in no denying being even a old worn out book with a broken binding and yellowed pages is more then being just a chapter or even just a footnote in some one elses book. Or a brand new mint condition diary that was bought and sold but never saw a single entry placed in it.

Now if I could have sold the book for the movie rights I could have made a small fortune but it never occured to me it would ever be worth that much. Which might explain why it wasn't. Then again the movie is never as good as the book anyways.

In the end I'll be nothing more then a cataloged item in the Dewey Decimal System! Whaaaaa! Bummer ! Then again your know where to find me. I couldn't get lost even if I wanted to. That kind of makes me want to improve my writing. Just in case somebody discovers me as a long lost "classic".

By the way: GRUNTAL is just my pen name. In case you didn't nortce ............and I couldn't afford a secratary to type and do spell check. So everything is origonal.

[cyberangel]

Dear Karen,

I love your questions and I most definately need to put on my thinking cap so I will return when I am happy with my answer and when I have more time

But I really just wanted to say how much I really enjoyed reading what you have wrote GRUNTAL

Your book if I saw it lying somewhere in a shop or library would most definately draw me to it, in fact I would probably just hold it for a bit and try and imagine all that would lie within the pages before I would carefully open and start to read it. I could write so much on what you have just wrote above and how in a moment you spoke to my heart and you made me both smile and yet cry in just them few sentences. Thank you

[cyberangel]

Dear Karen,

Hmmmm, where to start?

Well, I guess my book has gathered many chapters throughout the years and is more like an ongoing volume of books, some of which are heavier than others.

Some volumes are just sitting there on the shelf all pretty and in pristine condition others are worn and torn due to constantly being used as a reference point. Some volumes are missing and some have not been published yet!

What role does God play? GOD.....

Well God is intertwined throughout my book, sometimes very visible and sometimes not so visible but always there in between the pages. In fact, I guess God is the glue that holds my book together and without it the pages would be scattered all over the place.

What role do we play? Playing a role, to me, is like an imitation or pretence...so I would have to say that “I LIVE” the role of only myself!

Who has the leading role? Well I guess seeing it’s my book of life then the leading role would have to be.....God and I. I could say that my family & friends play the leading roles, but my family and friends are not always going to be there where God and I are.

Who is writing the book? My Ego, my Mind and my Spirit are writing my book.


I think some of my book/s is not for public viewing and was written for me alone to read and to learn from. My book still has a lot of blank pages yet to be written in and some pages have been torn out.

It’s strange as I started to think about the questions I felt more and more vulnerable and almost quite defensive, how very interesting.

I suppose I have realised that there are parts or pages of me that I am not very comfortable about exposing, whether that is because I am guarded about being judged or I am ashamed, not of what others may think, but of what I think of myself.

I suppose we all want to ‘feel’ like a good person, but what we all must realise, is we should just ‘BE’ a good person, and there is the difference!

Thanks again Karen, this I have found very informative for myself.

Love and Light

[subsidinginsanity]

Aug 15, 2012 12:30:03 GMT sparklekaz said:

It is often said that Our lives are an open book. What role does God play? What role do we play? Who has the leading role? Who is writing the book?

We make our reality with the power of our mind. God simply coaxes us to choose wisely.

[clara927]

Hello Kaz,
My life would be a epic poem/ mixed media project. There would be a lot of blank pages / blank boards because it's far from finished. There would be pictures, photography, draings, painting and collage mapping out the events and periods of my life. It would look messy from afar but as you kept reading it would make perfect sense. If my life were ever a book to be read I would want it to make people think. I would want people to work their way through the metaphors, to enjoy the rhyme and the journey it takes them on. I would want to include visual images because i would want them to realize that pictures can often say more than words. If my life were a book it wouldn't be traditionally bound book. It would be more like a story board. Each scene would be on a wall in a room or in several rooms, something similar to what you'd see in an art gallery.

As far as who's writing it, I don't know. I feel like a lot of the time stories write themselves. They seem to want to happen. I feel like God is the narrator and he allows us to write our stories or ask him for help I constructing them. Or maybe he's the anonymous ghostwriter that gives us our stories in our sleep.

I kind of let my mind run away from me, but if my life were an open book that's what it would probably be.