Sleepless in the Philippines
Sometimes I need to write, I believe we search ways to explain ourselves to others, we throw out the bait hoping someone understands.
I was lying in bed here in Baguio yesterday watching the movie
“Sleepless in Seattle.”
The clicker in my hand, brain numb, rather mixed up and confused, I hear Tom Hanks talking. A radio talk show Psychologist host has asked,
“What are you going to do?”
Tom answers,
“Get out of bed every morning and breathe in and out all day.
And after a while I won't have to remind myself to do it.
And then after a while I won't remember how perfect things were.”
Life and living is not as simplified and macho as reading a book or a Blog post, or looking at your photos on Facebook. I know and feel the anger and frustration when I say,
“Life is Good.”
I have bargained with my life many times, and I learned I have no choice, of the two options, life is bad and life is good, a sane man must choose as Tom said in the movie.
“Get out of bed every morning and breathe in and out all day. And after a while I won't have to remind myself to do it.”
Life is good, and sometimes we do need reminded, sometimes we need a life less normal, however I try to remember to breath in and breath out, and put one foot in front of the other.
- Life and living is not as simplified and macho as reading a book or a Blog post,-
Why do people need to be entertained by other people? The world in becoming incresingly macho. The world needs Facebook and Twitter to explain the complete life of a person in one sentence and allow everyone to look at photos of themselves. What was the name of that book... Vanity Fair?
From childhoods hour I have not been
As others were - I have not seen
As others saw - I could not bring
My passions from a common spring -
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow - I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone -
And all I loved - I loved alone
I understand the mentality you preach, as its a common one. It is also necessary to keep going in tough times. However, I never could resolve to delude myself into always thinking that life is good. I understand that we need to find pleasure in the little things that make life good, as a way to take focus off of the bad, but I could never make the leap that we are told to take to constantly repeat the mantra that life is good. Life is sometimes good, and sometimes bad, and sometimes ridiculously good and sometimes ridiculously bad. The ridiculously good is a constant for some people and the ridiculously bad is an constant for many people. If life is good were a reality, then it would be true for everyone in the world. It is not. However, which is more real, accepting reality as a less than ideal part of our natural existence or convincing yourslef of a non-truth? Which is more sane? A necessary self help technique, definately. A measure of sanity, I would argue against. However, if you were to talk with a zen buddhist, he/she would say good is not good and bad is not bad, they just are. One cant exist without the existence of the other.
I am a healthy white male born in the USA to the best parents one could possibly have. I am not better than any person, just lucky. Even with all this going for me, I still hate the world. Children are raped, beaten, born with AIDS, leukemia, mental illness, live in poverty with parents who dont want them - is life good for them? I would like to think that life is good applies to all but I know it doesnt and trying to force myself to believe in something I know aint so will eventually cause insanity. Just think about what life would be like for you if you carried youre childhood belief in Santa Claus into adulthood and to the grave.
How does anyone that is not ignorant avoid hating the world without completely ignoring it - advice welcome?