John
and John Interviews
I was
wondering to myself midway through this journey in life who to interview. It
just so happened that I ran into my friend John Lee. Now John Lee had a lot to
say about the book he wrote after finals.
“So John Lee, I heard you wrote a book what’s it called”
This
question really pondered me by the toes. It’s as if Mr. Brown had used me as a
bowling ball. Since I had heard he wrote a book. I Just didn’t know what it’s
called.
“Well, John, I’ll tell you what it’s called”
I was befuttled
by this statement. I had no clue how to respond since he didn’t tell me what
the book was called, so I persisted and peered into his mind. So I asked him
through interagation. I will not disclose my Machiavellian methods. So
afterwards I got around and asked:
“Okay
tell me”
“Okay John Lee it’s called To Love Perfectly”
“Why John Lee is it called To Love Perfectly”
“Well…it’s…about love John…”
This is
the kind of answer I was hoping to get from him. I’m glad he finally came to
his senses. I find it rather interesting that a signle jhit like John would be
writing about love.
“How
did you come to the idea of the topic of love”
“Well you see John I was in the car
with a certain Mr. Brown and the topic of perfect love came up. I just KNEW
that I HAD TO write something about it. Now you see I’m not some ordinary joe
Schmoe philosopher like Dr. Love. I wanted to tell a story—This story is
completely fictional correct?”
I asked
him because I was very concerned. I was so concerned in fact that I thought
real people might think fictional characters are real. “I don’t know what is real and isn’t real
since I’m lost in the sauce that is the world of forms.” “I had a dream once, a
dream of Plato’s divided line” “That’s really interesting John, so answer me
are the characters real?” “They’re as real as the cartoons you see on TV” “So
they aren’t real” I asked him for clarification. “No they aren’t real” I was
pleased by this answer. It pleased me.
I
was curious about the themes of the book besides love and I had heard he
explores different types of love. This is what he had to say: “well you see
I’ve been thinking what is love and what is the definitive act to love it seems
there are many ways one can love. I could love the way the lights look on a
summerlike night. Or the way a woman’s hand feels ever so soft when dancing
with her. What does it mean to love… So I explored how one can become obsessed (imperfect
or disordered love) and fall into depravity and how it is through the human
condition that man can come to find perfect love which there go leads to
happiness” I liked John’s response. I might have written it in a book and
called it To Love Perfectly myself. I then asked him “So John Lee what
are your personal favorite parts from the book” “Oh there’s so many…I love the
part where Sebestien gets drunk. It’s really moving. I love seeing something
perfect fall into utter despair to ultimately become more beautiful. It’s like
a grapevine on poor soil. Yes the vine sufferes but the fruit it bears is of
the highest quality.” “That’s a uh really interesting way to put it John. I
think I just might have to buy the book how much does it cost?”
I was
curious so I had to know how much John Lee would charge for a book. This is
what he told me in a dream: “$15 paperback $25 hardcover. You can buy it from
BARNES AND NOBLE (on their website) and the cover has the Shenandoah River on
it” I then awoke from my acid trip and found myself by the dam. I don’t know
how or why I got here. But I do know that I should probably get 8 hours instead
of the 6 or 7 hours of sleep I normally get. As I walked back towards Regina
Coeli I came upon a guy named Danto and he told me he was going to show me the
way. I politely refused since I knew my way back to my dorm room. When I got
back to my room I saw that everything was glued to the ceiling. I don’t know
why or how this happened. Then everything turned green and this alien ah chud
dude challenged me to a game and I again politely refused him. I don’t know who
John Lee is but everyone tells me I look like him.
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