Kelvin Wu
Friend, before you – whoever you are and whatever it is that you might believe in – proceed in reading, I would like to express to you my deepest gratitude in finding me in my words [what does this mean? gratitude for what?]. I thank you for making the painstaking choice of noticing and partaking of my heart and mind in this large piece of paper which could otherwise have been insignificant to you. And with that, I wish you well and may you find enlightenment in consuming the aching unheard voice of my soul. Do not be offended with any of my expressions, I bid you, but rather hold them in the palm of your thoughts that it may live on as it is, or evolve to be another for better use – whichever you choose and see fit to your liking.
Because of the rabid nature of my curiosity, I have come to a point in which I question the very fascinating nature of wonder and hideousness of our being (of which the latter, I believe, is absent among other kinds of creatures of this earth as far as ecological practicality is concerned). Truth be told, I have many unquenched obsessions of the troublesome effect we have on each other and upon this borrowed land that which owns us, however, on this occasion, I would like to bring your attention to a “day”.
A day, I have come to realize (in the simplest), is the mere rising and falling in the horizon – a reappearance and disappearance, if you will – of celestial bodies upon their cycles, whatever they may be, as a result of our planet’s course of habit in the universe. Regardless of the knowledge that life is (inevitably) finite, the above mentioned have no care it seems for they still continue on their plotted route (oblivious of everything else, rumor has it). Hence, a day is nothing more than just another day (and I apologize if I tend to complicate but it is rather necessary).
Another day: in another day, another week spawns; in another day, another month spawns; in another day, another year spawns. Hence, with that, allow me to appeal to your (perhaps “Godsend”) intellectual quality that we may be able to examine such a mundane fact of life. I ask, why is a “new” year reason enough to legitimize noise and merry-making (of which only we, humans, benefit of if we ever benefit out of it at all) when in fact, like I said prior, such spawns from a “new” day? What makes a “new” year so unlike any other day that it requires so much effort for festive moods and celebration? If it is a matter of gratitude for surviving yet another anxiety-provoking apocalypse speculation (or whatever else of a motive), why then is such air of gratefulness absent in the next few minutes (or days) that we walk (mindlessly perhaps) through this strange phase called life?
There is but still a multitude of inquiries I’ve yet to ask of our topic, however, let us satisfy ourselves with only those that I’ve written presently (to keep it simple and to avoid giving you the impression that I’m a lunatic of a thinker). If I may be so straightforward myself, even I do not know precisely the answers to such concerns, and the reason why I introduced them to you, my dear friend, is because I want you to recognize a certain brand of skepticism – that endeavors to eradicate a stationary mind that clings suicidally to an erred traditional belief system. I am not speaking of a complete divorce of our ancestral inheritances per se but rather of an inspection of it. Consider, for example, a seed where so much potential is encapsulated around its shell. Parallel to our living conditions, a seed is of a progressive nature, that is to say that it is capable of being a tree eventually. If we CHOOSE to stagnate our understanding of the seed to only a seed, we lose sight of its end which is a tree.
In the act of investigating a plain yet unsuspecting facet of life, which in this instance is the “day”, we open a portal that enables us to be aware: of us, of the things around us, of the phenomena that affect us. In consequence of that, we will be more capable of shifting towards a transcendental way of being because naturally, awareness brings the capability for change. That is why I wish to influence you with my advocacy for questioning – so that you, as well as I, will no longer have to live unexamined lives that are not worth having. So, what say you?
