Wes
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Seems like an important phrase we keep coming back to. Here are some of the ways I have been turning it over, possible perspectives on it. See if you think they are interesting/valid at all:
- Something in the world has changed, objectively; this Shire infiltrated by rings and -wraiths is not the Shire which was yours. That Shire existed, but is now gone.
- That Shire you conceived of was never a thing. Your Shire only seemed safe and comfortable to you in your own ignorance of the truth. Thank goodness for an outbreak of obvious strangeness to set you straight.
- You have a misunderstanding of ownership which leads you to apply a possessive where it doesn't belong. This Shire is not your Shire, for all your maps and walking songs, sort of like the light of the Silmarils was not Feanor's, for all his craft and lore; or again like those mushrooms were not your mushrooms, just like those pears weren't Augustine's pears.
- Not only does the Shire not belong to you, but you don't even belong to the Shire; your home is elsewhere, and you must give up the Shire you love not once but repeatedly, now and after the scouring, and leave Middle-Earth entirely. We Elves can feel you on that.
- Something in the world has changed, objectively; this Shire infiltrated by rings and -wraiths is not the Shire which was yours. That Shire existed, but is now gone.
- That Shire you conceived of was never a thing. Your Shire only seemed safe and comfortable to you in your own ignorance of the truth. Thank goodness for an outbreak of obvious strangeness to set you straight.
- You have a misunderstanding of ownership which leads you to apply a possessive where it doesn't belong. This Shire is not your Shire, for all your maps and walking songs, sort of like the light of the Silmarils was not Feanor's, for all his craft and lore; or again like those mushrooms were not your mushrooms, just like those pears weren't Augustine's pears.
- Not only does the Shire not belong to you, but you don't even belong to the Shire; your home is elsewhere, and you must give up the Shire you love not once but repeatedly, now and after the scouring, and leave Middle-Earth entirely. We Elves can feel you on that.