Slavery

We just watched 12 years a slave - the movie.

I am pretty sure the script would have been so powerful that all actors naturally spilled their guts and gave their best performances to date. Chewetal! I mean no words.

As I sat watching it in the theater I just could not help thinking that we have it way to easy today. Even though modern day slavery exists, the time of slavery in US, slave trade and early uprooting of native Africans from their homelands, shows how immature and young a species we are. Yes we have evolved in many ways but not in the way we should treat each other. I see racism as a form of slavery too. We are a slave to our own inner evils towards each other and sheer lack of will to learn even the first letter of the word "equality".

How can one human treat another like this? And how can one human endure so much pain? I cannot even begin to fathom the hate, the belittling acts, the inhuman suffering both that of the slave and master. Yes we are have left that behind us now, in its purest and most ruthless form. But in say 2000 years of known history, we have made progress from barbarism and slavery to killing each other for racial or communal motivations. Not a real progress I would day. And then there are those who ask why don't aliens reveal themselves to us. Why would they? As a sentient and intelligent beings, We are at mere year 2 or 3 of age. We are still learning yes, but at what cost.

Prayer for three souls...

http://www.cnn.com/2013/03/04/us/new-york-crash-baby/index.html?hpt=hp_t1

Enraged at this news. It stinks of a hit and run with DUI or a total disregard for traffic rules. Both kill and look how they kill!

I don't know what to say here. I am sad for all three souls. I feel if I just took some time off today and went to a quite corner, closed my eyes and prayed for peace to the souls not just these but all who leave us like this, justice to their untimely leaving and fragility of life, I will become a tad bit better as a person. I would have connected with the "better" version of myself. 

That's how I believe we are connected to these souls we do not know, i.e through our prayers.

Wolves in the house...

Wolves by Phosphorescent

I came across this song when I was watching movie Margin Call.

Beautiful sad song and lyrics.

It can be interpreted many ways, like feelings for someone turned south, a person talking about politicians, a woman having an intense period etc.

But after listening to this so many times, I can deduce only one meaning. Wolves are analogous with vices and “house” is analogous with the "mind". I want to say mind and not body. These wolves or vices tear us apart inside out. Make holes in the walls, floor and stones of our soul which started out as a beautiful clean entity and then gets tainted by our weaknesses and mistakes which are nothing but clawing and attacks of these wolves. Yes we know they are there and they affect us and we try to “put them out”, but we still keep getting draw to them, like greed, lust, gluttony. They are strong and sometimes one is more prominent in us than others. Sometimes they seem to be our characteristics and we showboat with those to the outside world. But they hurt us slowly inside out, gnawing at our inner. They “mate” at night when we are our most vulnerable. The vices grow inside when our minds are empty, our hands are not employed in some work, when we have nothing else to do but stare at the ceiling lying down. We are prisoned and surrounded by them. 

We appeal to “mama” who I believe can be thought of in 2 ways. First one is our mother, who is birth giver, our better parent, the most caring person in the world to us and to the most of us is the most pious “something” only second to God in our minds and life. Second is nothing but the “good” in us. The good house which doesn't have wolves but flowers and inner peace. In both cases, we know someone (mama) or something (inner conscience) knows the better us, tells us that we are much better than being in a position to be hurt from the wolves. We know what needs to be done and yet we wait for them to go away on their own and until they “make nice”…which of course never happens….never because we keep making the same mistakes again and again and again.