“From womb to tomb, we are bound to others.” This is one of the lines I remember from the movie Cloud Atlas. The main concept of the movie is about reincarnation. The immortality of the soul and how our actions in this life influence the next life we are to have; that we are bound to the same souls from our previous lives.
Whilst watching this movie, I have come to an analogy from widely recognized beliefs as premises:
What you sow, so shall you reap.
~ I understand this as a universal sense of justice. If I had to put it more bluntly I would say, “If I cannot get revenge, someone will.” It is what most helpless people believe in or should I say most self-righteous, self-proclaimed religious devotees and naïve people would say. It is in a sense, crude to me. It defeats the purpose of actions speaking louder than words. This concept only gives birth to corruption and abuse of power.
Life is unfair.
~ I believe this to be that evil is the ruling force on earth. Mainly because I think there is more corruption than philanthropy. This is the bitter reality that despairs all men; with the cliché of a truth that “I don’t deserve this” persona is so malignant that it has all the power to abandon hope. When we compare ourselves to someone with a different stature, indeed it is already unfair in the first place because each possession has its own set of complications. But how are men born with more privileges than others? And how do deprived men acquire such privileges without having to work for them?
Therefore I conclude:
~ that our destiny is determined by how much luck we have. I have realized that hard work is nothing but a lifeguard, something to keep us afloat amidst the chaos brought about by society with which the ruling party is the master that enslaves us all. Freedom is not truly within our grasp unless we embrace what and where we are in society and discard envious predicaments leading to malicious gain.
Karma is nothing but a concept to console the grieving, to make it easier to move on, to accept misfortune. What I would like is to enrich my life through the eyes of my kin so that they will have the power to shape and define their own; until the next lifetimes ahead.
Life is like a race, some short and others long. You can only get as far as the goal you have set yourself to attain. Otherwise, you will end up thinking that your life had no meaning, no purpose, and the drowning thoughts of self-pity shall put you into a standstill. So how far have you gone?
At around high school, I have decided what I wanted to be when I get older. I have dreamt of a richer life, an easy life but what I wanted most was to become a loving husband and the best Dad. I am now a proud achiever of both but keeping it together is even harder than I thought. I think stage 1 was my worst when I get to scream a lot from little things that irritated me like tools that were not where I left them. That was when I had little sleep, fewer coins in my pocket and maybe because my wife and kids are trying to fit in a small apartment, which was all I can afford.
Stage 2 was quite unbearable too. It was when my wife started working again and we had lesser time to spend with each other. We were adjusting to the thought of spending time with people we work with. We were jealous and controlling of each other. It drifted us apart for a moment in a pool of tears. The children were there to save us and we were able to grow and become stronger for the trials that lay ahead. We are now less angry and more understanding. We still have shallow pockets yet we manage to survive.
Stage 3 is all about the bills that piles up like dirt on the countertop before we can even notice it. The stress of working in an office setting with different types of people for more than five years is taking its toll on us. If not only for the means of providing for my family, I would have it the other way and live a simpler life. But the metropolis is like a drug, she got us hooked from the very moment we set our eyes on her. The plan now is to lessen the things we do not need like shaving those extra fat to lose weight.
I do not need to lose weight in case you might think that this is the reason why I run. I run because it is not like life that needs nurturing but rather only a part of life that emulates life itself. In running I only have a few goals at most making it less complicated like staying fit and healthy, setting a personal record or even trying to beat someone else’s time. But the most important thing in running a race is to be able to finish it. Just like life, it has a start and a finish but this one I can triumph within a day and enjoy to my heart’s content. Just like the stages in my life, running portrays all of them in the form of road surface, elevation, terrain, weather conditions, water supply, the gear I am wearing and even the pain that surges my body during and after the race. Being able to conquer all of these conditions and cross the finish line gives me the hope that everything will be all right. Some have doubted, a few never believed and there are those who never gave an ounce of support and yet I have overcome each race. I will keep on running for as long as my family is with me as a reminder that I will be able to get them to where they need to be and that when I cross that finish line, I have made them proud.
Published May 14, 2010
Passion , Running
I have been lacking the motivation to write anything since my last publication. I have been an avid reader though, of various events from all sorts of society. I have been into current events lately due to the recent presidential elections. Other than politics or anything that has to do with legal syndication, I am glad to say that I am into running. Since my first race, I have seemed to develop a passion for running different categories of a marathon event. If you want to join me discover more on my new found religion, you can follow me at GrayWolf Runner.