Think. Think more. Think again. It was supposed to be a filler for lack of attention-grabbing titles or creative chutzpah, but then it's almost funny, kinda like a parody of the affirmation that we're human beings. Well, this is life. As I know it. What I think is what you get.
Friday, August 31, 2007
The Staple Wire Allegory
I can remember the first time I decided to make a big deal of stacking it up just for the heck of it. Kidding, I told myself that if I am able to fill up half of the rectangular case, I would decide to get married and have kids. The container is now filled to its brim but it can still accommodate more staple wires. I find it cute everytime I pull up a few wires and the whole thing clings on it like falling people off a cliff. It's like a magnet with no magnetic force. I thought of it as just a mere kiddy diversion. The kind of thing I find wonder and amazement despite its utter lack of sensibility and point. Kind of Wes Bentley in American Beauty filming an empty cellophane or paper bag being blown away by wind because he is just filled with wonder. And nobody knew where he's getting at and nobody gave a fuck.
Today is supposed to be my last day in the office. August 31 is the date I set in my resignation lettter. They say I can extend for a few days to a week, but that's not the point. Struck with that eccentric sudden blow of amazement, I now realize what the filling up of staple wires mean. I now know what those staple wires are. It's weird but I know everybody does not get that kind of epiphany everyday. From a bunch of stacked-up staple wires at that. Crazy town here I come.
Choose life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family, Choose a f—king big television. Choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players, and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol and dental insurance. Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose a three piece suit on hire purchased in a range of f—king fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the f—k you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing f—king junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pishing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, f—ked-up brats you have spawned to replace yourself. Choose a future. Choose life . . . But why would I want to do a thing like that? I chose not to choose life. I chose somethin’ else. And the reasons? There are no reasons. Who needs reasons when you’ve got heroin?
Renton, Trainspotting
8 comments:
I feel you, jay. That single m0ment of realizati0n is what we're all waiting for to finally make the next step in our lives. The staples are better than raining frogs though (ie Magnolia).
Cheers to you for still being in control of your life. And with that, let me echo Kate Hudson's sweet line in Almost Famous: 'It's all happening!'.
Good luck. Kick some ass out there hehehe
Yeah, thanks. I have no choice but to be in control. Hmmm. Magnolia and Almost Famous are among my favorite movies. Kudos to the frogs. Hehehe.
oo nga jay..just make sure that u are indeed in control. if u feel like going n tlaga, then go. good luck sa ato..hehe
great read. :) i wonder which allegory I fit in here in my work. ammm, elmer's glue? hehe.
oh, one week naman lang daw ka diha? tsk! asa naman ka magtikaw-tikaw karun, ha jay?
good luck sa imong sunod na trabaho diay. :P
mao gyud pablo. salamat. :D
ambot kung makatikaw-tikaw pa ta ani, labi na sa akong balhinan, haha. kung madawat, we'll i will just be revolving in the same circle medyo mother circle lang ni. murag hapit na. i can smell it. haha.
good luck also mr extra rice ng davao!
huhuhu ing-ani nalang ako???.. saying good lucks to those who are leaving???
jep, emote oi. next time, it's my turn to say good luck to u.
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