I am sick. Sick sick. So sick that I'm home from school today, and I had to cancel Leah's flute lesson. Aw. I feel bad. She's so eagar.
I'm not sure why I'm writing. My thoughts aren't flowing in a very linear way, and nothing update-worthy has happenned. I'm just having that generic creative feeling, and I have to get the energy out somehow. I should probably be writing more scifi. Eh, I will later.
So changing the subject completely, I realized I lied in that survey. Although poetry does not seem to be my medium, I have made attempts at it. This is what I consider to be my only successful attempt:
I see your eyes fill with an emotion you don't understand. It sweeps you up without you consent And brings you somewhere you didn't ask to be. It's irrational. So you hold back your words Adjust you glasses And look away as your cheeks flush slightly But I promise That if you say something horribly clichÈd I will not tell anyone.
And even that isn't incredibly poetic. It's mostly just emo. I wish I could write poetry like the Weakerthans. That's really the only reason I listen to their music - the lyrics. The lyrics are just so terribly beautiful, and the lead singer has the perfect voice to go with them - not at all fancy, just plain and clear and honest.
I watched the Matrix Revolutions last night. It's a dreadful movie. Dreadful. That's the only word. They should have left it with an open ending in the first place, but if they absolutely had to make it a trilogy, they could have at least done a better job with the ending. Even Reloaded was better than the third one. At least Reloaded expanded upon ideas and made it more interesting philosophically. After watching Reloaded, I thought, "Okay, they could be going somewhere good with this. The first movie stood on its own, but maybe they're taking in somewhere different and making it a complete story." After watching Revolutions, I thought, "No. They're really just a bunch of capitalist pigs who did this not because it was a story that needed to be told, but because people will pay for it even if it doesn't mean anything. They took brilliant scifi and made it pallitable to the lowest common denominator by adding lots of violence and sex and taking out the message."
Makes me so angry. The story should not resolve! The human condition does not resolve! We are in a constant struggle with the nature of reality! The struggle can't end! That ruins everything!
But it's interesting to note that I did still cry when Trinity died. Even though I always thought that the love story in the Matrix detracted slightly from the overall message. Romantic love is nice, but I don't think it deserves a place up there with truth and freedom and believing in one's self. My attitude was always, "You guys have to save the human race. You are too busy to be making out."
But... He loved her. He needed her. And when she died, there was just nothing left. I cried when Keanu cried - curled up on the floor of the ship over her lifeless body - a "this isn't okay and it never will be" kind of hysterical crying. As much as I like to make fun of Keanu's acting skills, he did the hopelessly in love thing very well in the Matrix. When he looked at her, his eyes showed that he was completely helpless - that he depended on her for his very survival. Sigh.
I suppose as love stories go, it's a pretty good one. I suppose every era needs its classic love story - Romeo and Juliet. John and Yoko. Neo and Trinity. I skipped a few years there, but you get my drift. Everybody needs somebody to look at and say, "Wow. That's how powerful and amazing love should be. My life sucks."
And on a third and also completely unrelated note, I find it extremely interesting that the idea of dragons comes up all the time in both European and Asian culture. I'm pretty sure they both came up with it on their own too. Wouldn't it be awesome if a really long time ago, aliens visited Earth, and that's what they look like? I mean, I suppose Europeans and Asians have very different ideas about what dragons look like, but if the aliens haven't been back, the look could have just morphed over time into different interpretations. I don't take this idea too seriously. Don't get freaked out. But I still think it's a cool, if somewhat poorly supported, theory.
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