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luckyTopic: "Change a'comin" (5)
First there was the Goddess Athena, then she who was to be known as Merry, followed by Ted (who sailed with Odysseus), and others who happened upon the words of he who personified the Hobbit. Thus was born by suggestion he whose words, thoughts, and deeds, are chronicled upon the miasma of that which was once papyrus. The morrow will change a single number, as the tales of the Hobbit rapidly approach 1000 in total. The number, he supposes, will continue to grow.
It has been suggested that a "Best of Frodo'" would offer potential commercial success. Noted also is the desire by many Texans and other borderline lunatics to eradicate all trace of the offal which offends their sensitivities. What neither seem to realize is that the Hobbit is merely the most ancient of those who first walked upright, and gathered about a fire, to share warmth and to tell stories. Stories which brought laughter and tears to the camaraderie of those who struggled through each night in the simple hope to merely greet another morning.
One of those in the Fellowship told Frodo that he spent three hours one day simply reading the most current entry, and then the one prior to that, and so on. At that point he attempted to document the subject matter, for future reference. His conclusion was that, not unlike the words of Forrest Gump, one will never know what one gets in Frodo's box of chocolates, if, indeed, anything at all. It is that diversity which maintains the interest of the Hobbit himself, and allows him to open his soul to those similarly fixated by the infinite combinations of the written word.
There are great struggles before the Hobbit and the Fellowship, but he refuses to allow threat to dominate his attention to the footfalls which mark his journeys. He is fortunate that some choose to join him with sword and shield abreast to confront the power of the Ring. It is not for them alone that he composes, rather it is for himself, and the smiles that he sees in his mind's eye, from those who share the firelight.
Happy Birthday to us all, ye good and gentle souls.
