Plus, a great crowd of people have sung the song and have remade it in order to give a novelty, that being said, as I see it, its song may sound like a cliche/commonplace, for it is too famous around the world.
Yes... I watched the movie once, but I cannot even recall the overt/obvious storyline. For this reason, I googled the plot of the story in brief, even so I cannot understand it well. But, that is okay, because, it is not that I want to describe, though I am going to talk about a similar "love and ghost."
These days, in general everybody(if they are not as an acquaintance mutually) who uses the internet becomes ghosts in the virtual worldă…ˇthe cyber world. There should not have their own identity, such as: real name, address, gender, age, job, nationality and the like, putting on the mask of the ghost like the well-known musical "The Phantom Of The Opera."
In such a setting, we people become like the machinery that must not have their own identity, so to speak, ought not to have their own spirit into the machine. What if anyone projects his spirit into, then he may become a victim under the principle of the machinery that continually removes a human's identity and his spirit the same as the machine, by doing so it makes people to have a hardhearted heart from strength to strength as if sociopaths who have no their conscience, for their conscience was seared that is why they can never feel guilty.
As far as I know, psychopaths are a little different from sociopaths, that is to say, the psychopath's conscience cannot "completely" feel guilty that is why they kill others serially. Contrariwise, sociopaths look like an ordinary person(like men in the street), but they also have no their conscience, so that usually they are called a con man/ scammer, robber, rapist, maltreater/abuser, etc., all these things are named "Antisocial Personality Disorder" in the filed of psychiatry. Because, typically the inability to experience regret/guilty is actually one of the diagnostic characteristics of sociopaths or psychopaths.
They are mostly categorized as those who are called politicians, religious leaders(pope, priests, protestant pastors, monks, etc.), business owners(CEO), doctors, scholars, celebrities, or as those who were etched/imprinted a serious trauma in their memory.
In that respect, they are a prominent and an intellectual person, but are a crafty person as much as their high social standing/rank, its power, in our society.
Because, they should have oppressed, trodden others and bled others white to succeed for their successful lives as much as they have become the outstanding characters, as winners, as the strong, harboring the bitter ambition in them as if poisonous snakes to prey frogs(the weak), that is why the rich(developed) countries have exploited a colony(less developed countries) to the bone.
In one sense, that is why we people need EQ(emotional quotient) and SQ(spiritual quotient, Spirituality) that can empathize/sympathize with, in another sense, humanly speaking, IQ(intelligence quotient) is important factor to make a living too.
By the way, AI (Artificial Intelligence, Intelligent Robots) system always yields a maximum result/output, the best of best, so that what if something(input) cannot reach to the maximum coverage, and then it(input) must lag/get left behind on and on, that is none other than the world's principle that instigates/inflames people to endlessly venture toward the top of the target, however, its maximum range can never be reached up to the very top level, because time is never subjugated/surrendered by such a humans' labor/effort.
In addition, time never becomes a puppet for humans unlike the technology. In other words, the result of human's work (something its outputs) doesn't coincide with the accumulated/saved up time, so to speak, it turns out an inverse proportion. In response to this, humans are being aged and then must die, even if they have reached to the top level for a little while, producing something novelty and the maximum value.
But yet, there is nothing "newie" and "maximum value" in this world, for everything is just only circulating like a merry-go-round to which it goes round and round and round...
Moreover, someday the maximum value that human have achieved must come to nothing....NOTHING...
As such, humans were also cursed from time.
After all, time wipes out everything except for texts/letters/records, such as something relics/remnants, its reminders. Yes, people call it a history, nevertheless, history is like a phantom as well.
To sum up, the more we people do for, the more we people get left behind out of the peak/climax. Because, no one can conquer time passing. In other words, we human must die by the cursed time.
Meanwhile, behind the virtual world, the cyber world, we people can also protect ourselves, blocking othersă…ˇ their accounts, so that nobody knows when we will be excluded from. If they unilaterally push "the block button" or "deletion button" right away or any time, then everything that they have done is suddenly erased. Along those lines/like this, a human's sense of identity(something the dignity of man, its value, its presence) is thoroughly being rid like so under the machine civilization.
Beyond that, everything in the cyber world is just ambiguous/vague, for no one can guarantee a "certainty" that drives people to be restless/insecure on and on that is why people are struggling to grab hold of something possibility/probabilityă…ˇ"what if it does" ă…ˇamid the uncertainty, that is a "gambling" and "religion."
I remember the book of the drama on the stage:
" Waiting For Godot(1952) " which was written by Samuel Beckett(1906~1989, Ireland). In the book, people await Godot(symbolizes something "Hope" for them, humans), despite he Godot never came to themă…ˇno one still knows whether he comes or not, and when he comes...
Similarly, today some may fall into despair and some may still await "Godot" to come to them amid that uncertainty. Having said that, most people might still await "Godot" to come like that they are increasingly addicted to gambling and to having religionsă…ˇsomething their beliefs and expectations....
But despite all this, recently "the empty tomb of Christ" came into my head, while I was contemplating this uncertaintyă…ˇ an equivocal wait, an inexplicable anxiety, and a constant frustration, etc.ă…ˇby which we people are confined in the cyber world (Looking at the big picture, that is this world) where the machinery dominates.
In the cyber world, I have experienced all these things like above, that is like "the empty tomb" where the dead and the living are transformed, so that the dead are transformed into the living, on the contrary, the living are transformed into the dead, like the point of intersection...
The empty tomb
where all our value turned out a rubbish heap
where all our value turned out a rubbish heap
where all our possibilities were trampled
where all our hopes were brutally crushed
where we strictly had to DIE
where we strictly had to DIE
Was
The cyber world
Therein lies
The cyber world
Therein lies
The our failure,
The our desperation,
The our desperation,
The our rupture,
The our brokenness
The our chasm,
The our emptiness
And
The our chasm,
The our emptiness
And
The death....
But there will be
the RESURRECTION as well...
Now,
the RESURRECTION as well...
Now,
The dead might become the resurrected spirit
out of the empty tomb...
But yet, the death
may continue...
Until the day...
First time, I made my blog to publicly post the gospelă…ˇyes, it might have been God's will, for this, I was enormously painful to do it ; I was like the dead who have no any hope.out of the empty tomb...
But yet, the death
may continue...
Until the day...
Now, I was completely freed from the burden that I had to post and spread it, God might also have set me free from, and He might have led me to know this fact in the empty tomb in this way...
In the meantime, I truly,truly,truly realized that I was not apt for posting it; God might also have let me know " it" to the bone. Accordingly, I permanently deleted all that posts. It will not easy to repost.
Now, I don't even know how long I can blog, whatever else, nor do I know what God wants through, nor do I know what will happen, but He will only knows it, and everything in the world.
" But He knows the way I take..."
Job 23:10
But what I know is, if God wants me to die, I die.
If I perish, I perish...
Who knew it would ever happen that I have found the confined spirit in the machine?...No one knew it excluding God Himself alone...
In that place, now we might want to feel our existence/spirit, the resurrected soul, the spiritual worldă…ˇ unlike this world, not as the machinery, like this poem that I like;
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet
birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
Mary Elizabeth Frye
1932, USA
" ...As dying, and behold, we live..."
2 Corinthians 6:9
There, love might bloom like a lavender scent, though it is invisible, uncatchable... but might be scented...
1932, USA
" ...As dying, and behold, we live..."
2 Corinthians 6:9
With the heart,
With the mind,
With the spirit,
With the soul
The love
In lavender...
Isourblog Shalom
