End of one type of life, start of another

Things start fresh today. Long has it been since my life dragged with many of its inconvenient realities, interferences from unnecessary sources, and indecisive due to personal conflicts. Too long has that period been, and now, that period should much be changed.You see, I believe in people. I believe in the power within people. I believe in that little bubble waiting to burst inside every one of our souls. So, I believe in myself. If you take the key to my heart and open my chest, you’d find that the bubble is simply getting to big, either it needs to burst, or we have to let some air out. Every young person, in some period of their lives, is allowed some stupidity, some ignorance, some side-tracking. Yet, these side-tracking can only leave the main trail so far before the mothership calls. Ding ding goes the bells. The alarms are not hard to miss, but it is the crawling back that tempers with a person’s will power. One thing is to fall, another is to climb.For my life, I’ve sidetracked too far, too long, and it’s time to return to the mothership, to accept my core, my inner self, to bust that bubble and let the air out. It’s time to end one type of life and start another, and this time, make sure this other life is more or less the right life. Right in the sense that it fits with what I want of myself in life.Step one? Clean out the closet, throw away the skeletons, paint a new wall, and a new self. Some things are better left in the past. 

Aeon Flux

I finally managed to watch this movie in the morning, after many many many obstacles. I guess, there’s somewhat always a path directed in life for us to follow. Whatever happened was entirely unbelieveably insane, but then, well, I guess what has to be done has to be done. After having all paths blocked, with only one path left to choose from, I managed to watch Aeon Flux, with great joy, good. This sort of reminds me the concepts of psychohistory, that in history, the way events/things change will be to such a degree that we are guided on a pre-destined path. What we view as choice, is not actually a true free will choice, but rather a choice of situation. This is not to say that there’s necessarily a superstitious OTHER out there controlling our lives, but more like that there is a certain course of nature, a certain course of life, a certain course of social development that creates an intricate web of conduct for every large or small actions we may take in life. There is not necessarily good or bad, right or wrong, but just action following action. As for what the reasons behind these actions are, perhaps we can say simply that we are creatures seeking for survival in a world that wasn’t build to easily allow that.Aeon Flux was a movie set in the future, where technology collides with nature, with technology became a different kind of nature. The technology of their time are organic, growing weapons from plants, sending messages through electric currents between brains. All took place in a city closed off from the outside world, the last city of humanity, surviving a catastrophic virus that wiped out 99 % of humanity. The outside world had grown wild, nature had found its way back to balance. What is left of the 1 % of humanity were allowed the chance of survival after 400 years of struggle. The nature tested humanity’s strength by eliminating our chances of fertility, taking away our rights to life, but humanity carried on through methods of cloning, seeking to survive in a world that doesn’t seem to need it anymore. 400 years of evolution, nature decided to give humans one more chance, nature healed humans of its sterility, and gave back our birth rights.Not caring so much about the sci-fi aspect depicted in the movie (which was really fascinating, btw, and should be viewed simply for the way it was designed), the plot-line itself was a fascinating thing of its own. Should it have been expanded more, perhaps it would have been far more fascinating, the story too complex to fit in a 2 hour movie screening. It’s not the question of freedom, the question of love, the question of future, the question of memories, the question of death that really intrigued me, but more rather, the question of what exactly controls our lives. In the end, it seems like neither religion, government, science, whatever, really controls our lives, rather, it is nature that decided to keep or take humanity.Look at Bangladesh. Whatever was meant to begin, whatever nature’s strike back, it is not just happening before our eyes, it is happening faster and faster, and all the while nature hopes to give us a second chance, holding back a little, if ever so little, we might have a chance to live on. Where will humanity go from here?