Welcome to my Life

Do you ever feel like breaking down? Do you ever feel out of place? Like somehow you just don't belong, and no one understands you? Out of all the songs that speak to me, that makes me agree with the lyrics, and playing it over and over again only reinforces the point. So when this song surfaced from the playlist, I had some time to reflect on the lyrics. And as much as I wish to say that, as a Christian, Jesus knows me well enough, and that nothing else matters, I can't. I am human after all. Through billions of years of evolution, Homo Sapiens have come to put herd behaviour as an important part of survival. No one lives well alone. They can live, just not well. It is that much easier and better to group together. Humans yearn other humans. Be it communication, be it companionship, or be it someone that is physically there, even introverts need, and want to be around people. 

And what would be the next step? To be part of the group. To belong. To have a common ground shared with that trusted few. To form bonds. Guess I am getting too carried away. At the end of the day, like how the song goes: To be hurt. To feel lost. To be left out in the dark. To be kicked when you're down. To feel like you've been pushed around. To be on the edge of breaking down, and no one's there to save you. No you don't know what it's like. Welcome to my life.

Pacific Rim

To fight monsters, we created monsters of our own. That sentence is stuck in my head, ringing true every time I think about it. In this cruel world we live in, we suit up in our Jaegers daily, and march forth into the battlefield. We restart to war clock every 24 hours, we kill off gigantic aliens to survive, and at the end of each day we return to count our losses, repair our mechs, bend our wounds. And that 24 hours is up and the clock starts ticking again.

It is no wonder that we created monsters. The environment is harsh and hostile, and living will be impossible in such places. So we suck it up, we grew stronger. We started building ourselves up, training to be the creature that can survive. Darwin is right, only the fittest survives. So we build the toughest looking giant robot we can and stroll into war zone.

Funny thing about this movie is at the end of it all, when they were about to destroy the world the giant lizard/alien/godzilla and the portal in which they came from, it shows a world not too different than ours. So in this war, who is really right? Who has the authority to kill off the other species and be the last one standing? That's right. Whoever created the stronger monster.