LJ's gone wanky again.
Due to Iris' inconsiderate spoiler-postage, I've removed her from my LJ Friends List. I admit I've been wanting to for a long time, and this provided me with an excuse to do so. There are some people on my friends list whose posts I avidly follow but never comment on, and some whom I read only if the subject matter happens to appeal to me at the moment. But I never, never wanted to know anything about Iris. I can barely stand the minute doses I have of her in real life.
Anyway, what's done is done. Christelle finished The Order of the Phoenix last night and texted me tearfully. We are -- in all seriousness -- planning to hold a wake for Him.
Everything we do makes ripples. when a writer creates a story, s/he also inadvertently creates a universe somewhere where that story exists. So somewhere, in another fold of the fabric of the universe Harry Potter really is battling Voldemort, of his own volition; but what happens next is all up to whatever J. K. Rowling decides must happen. Maybe it's the same thing with us and God.
In Rowling's universe, He really is gone. Gone forever. And I mourn His loss as surely as if I have lost a friend in battle in some distant country.
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