Wednesday, March 15, 2006

A verse, A song, A book, A movie


I’ve been pretty much depressed lately. And it isn’t the usual depression that could be drowned by a couple of bottles or a cruise through NLEX. This probably explains my self-imposed isolation from Friendster and the blogging world for the past 2 weeks. I was hoping in my period of discernment to find some answers.

But as it is, the answers remain elusive. I wish life’s questions could be as simple as deriving the roots of a formula. But even the roots of a simple equation can be complex and imaginary. One just has to deal with the extraneous, the complexities, the ambiguities.

The answers may never be found. It is probably the process of arriving at those answers that is important.

Life goes on…

A biblical verse (Ecclesiastes 2:10-11)

Anything I wanted, I took. I did not restrain myself from any joy. I even found great pleasure in hard work, an additional reward for all my labors.

But as I looked at everything I had worked so hard to accomplish, it was all so meaningless. It was like chasing the wind. There was nothing really worthwhile anywhere.

A song (Lyrics of a song by Diana Ross)

Do you know where you're going to?

Do you like the things that life is showing you
Where are you going to?
Do you know...?

Do you get
What you're hoping for
When you look behind you
There's no open door
What are you hoping for?
Do you know...?

A book (lines from a book “The Hunt for Red October” by Tom Clancy. These lines were flashed during a sermon in UP a few weeks back)

Markus Ramius watched the coffin roll into the cremation chamber to the somber strain of the classical requiem, wishing that he could pray for Natalia’s soul, hoping that Grandmother Hilda had been right, that there was something beyond the steel door and mass of flame. Only then did the full weight of the event strike him: the State had robbed him of more than his wife. It had robbed him of a means to assuage his grief with prayer. It had robbed him of the hope – if only an illusion – of ever seeing her again.

A movie (from the Movie “Contact”)

Alien: You're an interesting species, an interesting mix. You're capable of such beautiful dreams and such horrible nightmares. You feel so lost, so cut off, so alone, only you're not. See, in all our searching, the only thing we've found that makes the emptiness bearable is each other.

Dr. Arroway: So what happens now?

Alien: Now, you go home…

Dr Arroway : But others need to see what I see. They need to..

Alien: This was just the first step. In time, we will take another.

Dr. Arroway: But…

Alien: Small moves Ellie… small moves.