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Cryptic Aura
Join Date: May 2002
Posts: 6,005
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![]() Note too that Pitchwife, al and Morth subsequently admired the theory as they thought it could tidily be incorporated into their own. I must say I think I'll go and work on Pitchwife's anagram idea a bit . . . .
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Ghost Prince of Cardolan
Join Date: May 2004
Posts: 3,448
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Tolkien says Bombadil doesn't fit into middle-earth so only one true answer remains;
Eru creator of ME would fit in Any Vlar or Maiar samething. Tolkien himself fits in. Witchking Crazy Hobbit Hobo- even that works Tom Bombadil after process of elimination ; "When you eliminate the impossible that which is left, however improbable, is true"-Spock An Alien!
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Pile O'Bones
Join Date: Sep 2009
Location: Cameth Brin ("The Twisted Hill")
Posts: 21
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I think it most likely that Tom is a Melian-like being. However, he is deeply in touch with the Earth and nothing else really - kind of like uber Radagast. Tom is a traditional woodland spirit out of mythology and his wife is a fairy - perhaps an intrusion or throwback to concepts featured The Book of Lost Tales. This helps to explain Tom's actions visa vi the One Ring. He is so enamored with the green things and growing things, like the extrapolation of Hobbitness, that he does not desire power over others and therefore the Ring cannot sway him or even make him invisible. Tolkien's ultimate fantasy may have been a Wizard Hobbit - it certainly is a great combination.
Last edited by Rhugga II; 10-20-2009 at 01:36 AM. Reason: Response to new thought |
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Flame of the Ainulindalë
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![]() Kudos! As one tends to think the idea he got himself and was pleased with as a great idea anyway!
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