Sometimes it feels like there’s this focus to constantly try to please others into liking you. And sometimes it feels like you’re amputating parts of your personality and interests rather than adjusting or adapting. This is not saying that my own experience is that shit or that great but it feels like that. This push and pull and the longing and the unwanting of trying to make new relationships versus accepting the undying truth of “you’re going to die alone someday.”
Archives For reflection
Skipping all the background baggage of how we came to be, I think it’s safe to assume that humans have the greatest skill of thinking about ourselves. We think about what we are going to do. We think about our past. And we think about our possibilities or what-ifs. But the one that tends to be a popular one is our future and our fate.
Or, particular, our fortune.
How does it all end? What will become of us and our goals?
Will be successful? Or will be complete utter failures?
Thinking about questions and ideas will drive a person mad to find out the truth. And offering a sensible solution like a chance to peek into the future… who wouldn’t be tempted to use such a service? But the problem with these services is that they’re usually all scams and trying to cash in on your own desires and dreams and hopes.
Most times, I am the lone wolf.
It’s tough to play this role because the moments of solitude bliss is mixed with many shades of darkness. And yes, it’s quite similar to the self-inflicted BDSM stuff too. I haven’t reached out to the local filmmaking network as I had always intended to do but ultimately passed on it. I know there are the little guys who are creating and I commend them so much for keeping that right attitude so strong.
For me, it was a matter of understanding my rightful place in the world and accepting what I could control and couldn’t. And in this case, my own destiny as a creator of content.
I loved and will always love the TV series, LOST.
I’m not as crazy as some people can be but I’m not as hateful as some people are about the final season of the show. It was quite clear that the finale revealed the parallel timeline to be the epilogue and not the whole “they were dead the whole time” — what does it really mean to be dead? Could it be the final few minutes of Jack dreaming up a whole scenario as his brain shuts off? Or is it the life after life that isn’t comprehensible by our logic in this world?
But, it existed in a time when it seemed almost impossible for it exists. And compared to the shows that did come after it… you could poke holes here and there and express the agony and pain of certain arcs that could have been tightened up or expressed more. There were the important bits that made it fun and addictive. And then, there were the important people moments. It drew upon its own love of other source materials, some that were apparent and clear and other sources that seemed a little blurred or coincidental.
*Note: The following was written four years ago but for some reason I never posted it… most of this is probably said and done already but… after a little polish… here it is now.*
This reflection is on: THE DARK KNIGHT RISES and, by extension, the Dark Knight trilogy.
This post started with one idea and it kept leading to another. Call this post, an unloading of instantaneous thoughts. Obviously there are spoilers so… yeah, you know the drill.
You don’t have to worry about a thing
Just come on up, come on up
Just come on up, baby
And have a good time.
– The Rascals
After seeing the film once, it feels like the perfect way to end the series. It restates the major themes and ends the journey of Bruce Wayne.
My interest of writing this post comes from this overwhelming joy of watching the film and the fact that the character is one I have grown up on since I was a kid. The focus isn’t to review the film but to try to provide some commentary on the deeper ideas that the series presented.
My focus: Batman’s journey, how would one finish this the Batman story, influences, story techniques we’ve seen before, and quasi-philosophical musings. I find the personal journey and struggles more resonating so you will see a void of socio-political musing. Perhaps another day.
Make sure you have some eye-drops handy.
After the latest Level C class and watching a musical mashup of games, I ventured off into the night with a few classmates in the pursuit of ice cream. There were little “a-ha” moments here and there, but the main epiphany was right around the time I was ordering.
Looking at all the choices that you could pick and combine, I thought about the people in my class… and then I thought about ALL the people in my life so far…
Then, certain pieces fell into place.
Make a note of the shows and movies you have seen. Look for your prototypical “people on a mission” story. Now, compare those stories to your life. Is there anything that you could associate with? Fiction to reality and vice versa?
I often found great comfort in the company of the “leftover” folks. Think about the time when you were in a class and the teacher tells you all to form your groups. Right away, there would be a fury of people shouting at their friends to come over and join them. After when the dust settled, you would often see lone stragglers; the folks that have no place to be.
And most likely me.
Put us together and guess what?
You now have yourself a “Ragtag Bunch of Misfits.”