Meaning and The Pointless Search


Two of my favorites, completely unrelated other than my liking for them, are Bohemian Rhapsody and The Jabberwocky.

Now, the scientist in me that always wants to find the answers to things my mind wants to know. I want to understand. My mother once asked what Bohemian Rhapsody’s lyrics meant. I spent a good deal of eighth grade English discussing the Jabberwocky. The construction, the lyricism, the meaning.

Maybe some things don’t mean ANYTHING in the rational, complete, scholarly sense. Maybe their meaning is to be experienced. Maybe instead of analyzing every nuance of everything, be it political speech, the caloric content of a meal, Freddie’s frumious pounding on the piano, or vorpal swords going snicker snack, maybe some things are just meant to be experienced. Perhaps there is no intended deeper meaning except to feel. A cold, calculated analysis of the most moving Shakespeare reduces it to irrelevance. Read it. Live it. Be it. Examination and analysis have their time and place, but their time is neither constant nor eternal, and their place is never omnipresence.

Experience the world. Define yourself to the world and define the world to yourself.

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~ by Sean on February 19, 2011.

One Response to “Meaning and The Pointless Search”

  1. Various guys in Queen have been asked about this. They’ve all said it was just drivel to make people wonder what it was meant to mean.

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