Saturday, March 14, 2009
My date with Keanu.
When there is nothing good to watch on television, I would delve into my collection of DVDs and watch films I had already watch for the nth time. Tonight, it was Matrix. (Yes Tracey, you have your Mel I have my Keanu.)
Seeing this film once more made me ask the question that I had asked myself the first time I saw it: Is human life just a dream, from which we never really awake? Are we submerged by our feelings, by our loves and hates, by our ideas of good, bad, and beautiful? Are we incapable of knowing beyond those ideas and feelings?
Is the reality we know a reality imposed to us by nature? Is the reality and the meaning of life a creation of men, such as music, or love or colors?
But then science tells us that there isn't such things as music, harmony or colors in the physic world. Just traveling molecules. That there is no external hot or cold, but only different velocities of molecules. That there aren’t sounds, music or harmonies, but just variations in the pressure of the air. That there aren’t colors, or light, just electromagnetic waves.
Are we, and all living beings just survival machines, blindly programmed to preserve the selfish molecules known as genes? Is there any significance for life in a Universe of billions of stars that ignore us, and whose dimensions and nature overcome our understanding?
Anyway, whatever it is, the movie had altered my vision of the world. Of course, I believe in fate, but I think we all have a choice, whether to go down this path or that path. But mine definitely is not about saving the universe.
I know too that life is a head trip, and in order to understand it you need to be impartial and open to new things. Mostly, I think life is school. We keep learning until we die. A lot of people think they've learned all they need to learn, but they are wrong.
So, you tell me, are there green numbers running up and down my body?
Wait, is that a banana he is holding? See, even matrix has a glitch!