Friday, August 15, 2014

Sailor stripes


So I was finally able to watch a movie out with the boyfie after a long while. I must say I was intrigued by the trailer for Lucy, and was expecting something in line with the protagonist’s other superhero movies. The boyfie too was expecting lots of action.


It was strange, then, to find comfort in the film’s message, which was very ambitious.


In X-men like fashion, it had something to say about evolution and mutations. But what I was surprised at was that it actually tackled – and I should say succeeded – in handling something that more somber and philosophical thinking movies set out as their main premise.


Simply put: Lucy showed in no way clearer that there was no actual Excalibur-like symbol that lay ahead life’s quest for meaning.


When light passes through our understanding as through a perfect prism, we understand life (read: matter’s journey through time) simply is. When unencumbered by obstacles, there is really nothing to do but be.


I must admit that I didn’t expect consolation/affirmation from what seemed on the surface an action-packed movie.


How should I say this … it is true that the more you know, the more you know that you do not know. But what is more elegantly logical is to state that the more you know, the more you understand that there is nothing beyond knowing.

Legions of philosophers, scientists, and leaders of religions have set out for quests of meaning. But the question is: what do you do when you do learn that it really doesn’t matter (the pun making true the opposite)? Here is where politics comes in, the push and pull of who gets to enjoy more of whatever it is that society has agreed on as ideals.


Time provides the plot and the context. How will you enjoy/appreciate/infiltrate whatever life has to offer when you know/have experienced everything? No, it is not about the fake charity of capitalists. It is about sharing in the context of extending beyond limits. That’s how matter sails beyond time. 

You don’t just hug yourself or your pillow. Or hollowly laugh through life claiming emptiness. Laugh because you understand and enjoy doing it. Laugh because laughter is infectious. 

Polo shirt, Michael Bastian x Uniqlo
Jeans, Trussardi Jeans
Belt, Structure, thrifted
Cap, Armani Exchange
Sneakers, Converse, thrifted
Gray plaid socks (not seen), Uniqlo

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