“Into the Wild”
i thought when i was reassigned in the mountains to work once more for the government three months ago, it would just be one of the many unfair practices this social order operates that i’ve been trying so hard to get accustomed to in my almost fifteen years of government service. No use of crying over spilled milk, am out to prove a work to be done just not to compromise the direction that i thought i should be and to get off this crazy and cruel system. This is how things work, i’l just admit. I know i’l be diverted from the usual course again and be in the brink of isolation and sadness though i’ve been there in the many times of my life. though mine could never be a unique experience, i always have thoughts about where am i really going just so because this universe does not conspire to those that i really work hard with. i like to live there, no doubt about it but i have my plans, that to immense once more into the wild is no longer the one i needed at this stage of my life.
A friend of mine, my junior in law school, which i suppose could have been one of the most sensible woman i ever talked with, once told me while waiting for the 2008 bar result ( she did not make it. she’s the most expected to pass the bar in their batch. how difficult could have been…. how could i not know? ) that she does not intend to live beyond forty years old. she said there’s nothing more to live for in this world. (as to what direction else that have not been traversed by history.) i do not know what’s in her mind. she could easily get anything she wish for without lifting a finger.she got it all i suppose. she’s driving a brand new car from her parents. I told her, maybe just of dreaming that one day we could both visit machu picchu is a good reason to live just to extend the period she established. She sticks with her idea.
I could just be tracing for one more person to view the world on a different angle in a gallant strive to be immaculate. Or maybe am looking for an answer to my endless question if there’s one really in charge in drawing my path or is there anybody who holds the sketch of my life (or should i thought there’s one alive?) I found however a soul who wished to divert from the usual to find solace and ultimately, happiness, bravely embraced life that he long in the most unusual way. i wish i could relate to such and well define my purpose as i seek my space whatever and wherever that maybe.
One of this person’s most interesting quotes comes from a letter he had written to a friend he had made while hitchhiking:
‘So many people live within unhappy circumstances and yet will not take the initiative to change their situation because they are conditioned to a life of security, conformity, and conservatism, all of which may appear to give one peace of mind, but in reality nothing is more dangerous to the adventurous spirit within a man than a secure future. The very basic core of a man’s living spirit is his passion for adventure. The joy of life comes from our encounters with new experiences, and hence there is no greater joy than to have an endlessly changing horizon, for each day to have a new and different sun’.(italics mine)
“Alexander Supertrump”
(1968-1992)
Life of
Christopher Johnson Mccandless
Source: www.buzzle.com
‘Shine on You, Crazy Diamond’
When space cannot be defined, just…..
Shine on you Crazy Diamond
Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there’s a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the cross fire of childhood and stardom,
blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter, come on you stranger,
you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions, come on you painter,
you piper, you prisoner, and shine!
Nobody knows where you are, how near or how far.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Pile on many more layers and I’ll be joining you there.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
And we’ll bask in the shadow of yesterday’s triumph,
and sail on the steel breeze.
Come on you boy child, you winner and loser,
come on you miner for truth and delusion, and shine!
(Pink Floyd)
