Reality vs. Fiction

My dear friend Brittany and I are hardly the first people to come up with a variation of this thought; there are books, movies, even nightmares based merely on the theory that thinking something makes it true. If it wasn't real before you thought it, the very fact that you thought it must make it possible for the future. Right?

It's even interesting enough that I can throw quotes at you...which always makes me feel special.

What lies before us and what lies behind us are small matters compared to what lies within us. And when we bring what is within us out into the world, miracles happen.

~ Ralph Waldo Emmerson

The flower is sprouting out of the coconut; it was NOT placed in it.
Imaginations, please, people.

(But how does that connect with Chocolate Needed? Why am I trying to sound deep about something not relationship-related?)

Silly readers! Of course I can make this about the wonderful world of romance and such. After all, haven't you ever heard of fiction? As far as I'm concerned, most novels that get anywhere when it comes to popularity need a bit of love. It can be fleeting, but as long as it exists, you'll have fans floating happily on cloud nine. That's the excuse I give to the Twilight series, too; the plot is pretty awful, and the protagonist really has nothing going for her, but throw in god-like Edward Cullen and you have yourself a cult following. At least, until they make the movie. But that's what Taylor Lautner's abs are for.

Right about now, you're probably starting to wonder what my point is. Some of you are disgusted that I put Twilight in my blog, while others haven't even read this far yet (being a little preoccupied with the aforementioned abs). The point, however, is that Stephenie Meyer managed to create a couple of the most attractive men imaginable, and made them both love her main character to a swoon-worthy, desire-inducing degree. A nearly believable degree, considering it takes a certain credibility to make people feel that much.

But no one in their right mind believes in the kind of fictional love Edward Cullen has for Bella, do they? What examples are there of that in the real world? It's all made up, isn't it?

Obviously I'm not saying Edward's real, or Jacob, or any other drop-dead-marriable fictional characters (emphasis on the word fictional), but I am wondering if, like such characters, the kind of love they have is too good to be true. Does the very fact that we can imagine a level of commitment, so hallucinatorily intense that it ruins the depth of most 'real' emotions, prove that it's possible? Once upon a time people dreamed of flying, moon-landings, and a shared database of knowledge; those things have come to pass. But is this just feel-good fiction? Is any of it real?

Can people ever really devote themselves that much to someone else? 

Just some brain double-shot-espresso-candy.