How much is too much? I’ve been playing with that question for years now, and I’ve decided that the question doesn’t matter. The cost for something can be too much and still be worth paying, or still be paid regardless of its worth.
Ferrydust went on a religious kick this morning, giving me the following two articles (from random entries links from the sidebar): Would you choose contentment…? and That God believes in suffering. And, actually, they’re both from the same week.. so is it the subject or the time period I should be looking at, if I’m looking for deeper meaning?
Is I am Legend supposed to be a vampire story? Cuz I don’t see it. I haven’t read the book, though, so perhaps I’m missing the original portrayal? The movie’s definitely not a vampire story. Just because the monsters have sharp teeth and beget other monsters and are hurt by light does not make them vampires.
Very stressful movie. All of it. Lonely and hurt and angry and determined and desperate and hopeful and hopeless.. Always anticipating something monstrous jumping out at any moment.. ruhlly stressful. Moving, though. I’m confused by the end of it. I mean, it ended well…as far as endings go.. But.. I know it’s all “who are we to question” and what not,… I’m not there yet.. ::thinking::
What do our gravitations and small choices, like favorite things, say about us? Our song and scarf preferences?
Is it in the title? the lyrics, or the tune? the colors, material, or dimensions?
I believe in choice. ‘Doesn’t mean I want to be the one making all of them.
I believe in being responsible to oneself. That does not mean disregarding the values and hopes of others for me.
If one remembers only after weeks or months have passed, then what is left to be moved or hurt by?
If something can wait, it can probably keep waiting.
Patience can be overrated.
But sincerity… there seems to be a solid place for that.
I don’t think it’s ever occurred to me that “laughter” could be turned to “slaughter” with the simple addition of an “s”. That disconcerted me quite a bit, for some reason.
An agent of chaos cannot be viewed with merciful eyes. He’s fascinating, and even appreciable if you can bend your mind around, but he is beyond saving, and an asylum/prison is a silly place to put something that promises itself as an unstoppable force of destruction. It’s not even as simple as kill or be killed, it comes down to something much simpler. He won’t just kill you, he’ll maim, torment, kill, destroy—according to whim and level of chaos factor—your family, friends, city. And you won’t kill him because it’s against your morals? As far as a selfish choice goes…
Thought more about the parable, and the piece that had not made sense to me was the mention of “hiding” the treasure. The kind of treasure it would be likened to should not need hiding and even if it was meant to convey a great treasure, then the word choice of hiding it should hold significance.