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When was the last time you had a serious conversation with someone on the passenger's seat? Today? Yesterday? Perhaps never. Yet, I find it easier to articulate my thoughts when I'm behind the wheel. It's sort of like speaking while drunk--though I have never been drunk so I can't quite use that as an example, can I? What I mean is the lack of inhibition, the absence of shame and fear that came with being in control of a moving vehicle. I don't know. Maybe it's because of the fact that I do not have to establish eye contact because, after all, I have to keep my eyes looking forward or on the mirrors to make sure I'm not driving us to our deaths, or perhaps it's because the person sitting on the passenger's seat has nowhere to go and nothing else to do but listen to you.
It's really difficult to explain.
I told my sister that I think I don't believe in God the other day.
I don't think I could have done that in any other setting. She disagreed with me, of course, and normally I would have simply accepted her opposing views without question because I don't like arguments, but because I was driving and had the inhibition I mentioned above, I was able to explain my perspective.
She still told me to rethink my beliefs--or lack thereof-- but at least I able to speak of a topic that is pretty taboo to most people.
It's really difficult to explain.
I told my sister that I think I don't believe in God the other day.
I don't think I could have done that in any other setting. She disagreed with me, of course, and normally I would have simply accepted her opposing views without question because I don't like arguments, but because I was driving and had the inhibition I mentioned above, I was able to explain my perspective.
She still told me to rethink my beliefs--or lack thereof-- but at least I able to speak of a topic that is pretty taboo to most people.
Blackbird
Today is Palm Sunday, and I spent the better half of the morning in the church listening, and mentally translating, the Filipino Mass so I can understand it better. At 10 AM the tropical heat was already setting in, the humidity already blanketing the faithful sheep in Mass with its choking haze, and the heady odor of people cramped in the building was starting to give me a headache. In my hand was a palm leaf, its underside covered with white cottony patches of pests or some sort of plant illness. In my boredom and inability to equate Pontius Pilate's decision to let the Jews democratically choose who they want to execute to a politician's i
Legend of Korra
I should start by stating that this is pretty much a rant so don't bother to read beyond this point if you don't want to see this.
So I was so hyped up about the premiere of LoK Season 2 last week even though I was so utterly disappointed by how the first one concluded. I hoped that the series would somehow pull itself back together again after cringe-worthy conclusion of what was supposed to be the legacy of its predecessor Avatar: The Last Air Bender.
However, after watching episode three right before I started writing this, I realized that it probably won't be able to live up to its hype.
First, let me say how much LoK made me cheer bac
Mirrors
Hazel eyes stared back at itself through the silvery surface of a mirror. Empty of thought, its gaze just seemed to linger blankly into the windows of the soul, again and again through each reflection, searching for everything yet finding absolutely nothing. The Eyes panicked, lost and confused and frightened. By looking at its reflection, it had wandered into a void so deep and distressing that lost all sense of reality. Was anything there at all?
The Eyes stared and found nothing, just a hazel pit that opened to the abyss.
Have you tried destroying the mirror? The Reflection asked.
The Eyes were bewildered. It had thought about it in the
Mirrors
Hazel eyes stared back at itself through the silvery surface of a mirror. Empty of thought, its gaze just seemed to linger blankly into the windows of the soul, again and again through each reflection, searching for everything yet finding absolutely nothing. The Eyes panicked, lost and confused and frightened. By looking at its reflection, it had wandered into a void so deep and distressing that lost all sense of reality. Was anything there at all?
The Eyes stared and found nothing, just a hazel pit that opened to the abyss.
Have you tried destroying the mirror? The Reflection asked.
The Eyes were bewildered. It had thought about it in the
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Indeed, while driving, a person becomes less reserved in speaking due to the fact you don't have to look at a person in the eyes. This lack of inhibition also applies to cyber chat, because one does not need to directly confront the other.
... I had other more valid points in my mind yesterday, but I can't seem to remember now =A=
... I had other more valid points in my mind yesterday, but I can't seem to remember now =A=