Believe in Satan

Llewellyn 2022-02-28 08:02:00

If it's written that the opening of Pandora's Box means a tremendous disaster as well as huge joyfulness, I can accept it, happily and painfully. Life needs balance, as always.
If unfortunately, God leaves his Hamba behind and let Satan mocks, in a corner or a backcountry, it's Darwin's Nightmare, more vulgarly, it's Jesus' paradox.
“I felt God in my heart,” they are singing, in rags, with a dead or ripped sleeping body lying behind.
They name the boat Jesus, they carol for God, they label protected sexual, their most useful way to keep away from AIDs, as a sin to God's taboo.
“Amen…Hallelujah…” they shout to welcome Jesus' coming, happily and excitingly. Paradoxically or not, the only depository for Jesus is the movie, which seems a common sense to all these. The villagers, young and old, male and female , stand silently and seriously, listening to the crying of Jesus, to his pity for fewer perch in Nile, and thinking about what to be eaten tomorrow.
It is a fish city, where people have no fish to eat, but the fish heads, the bones with maggots filled in, which the planes cannot take away. People smile because “I have a job,” though what the job takes is their health, though the maggots are crawling between their toes.
I would put no comment on whether Jesus should be believed in or not, neither want to criticize how stupid people's belief in a fictional character and satisfaction for their terrible work conditions are. Jesus is great for his tolerance of hardness, but what if life is totally out of its balance, and sinks into the mire whose bitterness is beyond endurance. Stand up, people, as what you say “you must be ready for fight.”
And the “fight” here is thousand miles away from the gang wars caused by a pot of unnamed food, the sexual abuse to release the pressure of life, and the eagerness to have a war. Believe that God is with you only when you are in a favorable wind, whereas Satan is always beside you.
Fight, in a reasonable way.
“I want to be educated,” said the prostitute Eliza.
“I want to be a teacher,” said a disabled child, who has lost his right leg in a gang war or something.
“I want to be a pilot,” said the stick-like child in a blue pilot suit, which is the mere vivid color in all these blacks in Mwanza.
People here have dreams, especially the young generations. Poverty is a vicious circle for those who live to the time, who cut away all the sources the nature endows.
“I don't want to be a fisherman,” staring at the bank of Nile, the disabled child said. The pale color of Nile River and the sky and the roar of plans arouse a more complex feeling against the black skins, turbid eyes, and poignant wrinkles.
Life is too much for them, while is also hopeful for the youngsters. There is a famous idiom in China which says “live on the mountain as live on the water.” The ancestors depend too much on the sources, namely the perches around them , which has been sensed by the young. They are seeking for a brand new life experience, though they can do little for the deep-rooted living style.
“I hope all children in the world be happy,” said a European pilot, frowning his brows, shaking his head.
Then, stop the business. If the Christmas gift for the children in Mwanza is not grape, anything is better than the gun.
Sometimes, we need help. It is one of my strongest feelings after the journey of the documentary. We are strong, powerful and smart, while seem nothing against nature, or in their words, the God. Look into the eyes full of wishes while the villagers staring at the report about IMF, about World Bank, I suddenly felt that the world beyond our own worlds could affect our lives so much, and sometimes you could never avoid it.
We are the outside world of the residents of Mwanza, believe it or not, what we can do can influence them who are thousands of miles away, just as what The Butterfly Effect tells, a butterfly can be an essence of chaos. Let us watch our behaviors, to some extent.
I start to believe in practical things, beliefs and idols can encourage me, but can do nothing when they, themselves are illusory, when I have to worry about my next lunch, which applies to their stubborn belief of Jesus, of God.
Almost of a sudden, I want to claim, "Let's believe in Satan." Then we can learn to love because we need to be loved too; then we can deliberate our behaviors, the behaviors who will lead to Satan's fleer.

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  • Alta 2022-04-19 09:02:59

    Darwin's Nightmare Le Pesadilla de Darwin (2004)

  • Lysanne 2022-04-22 07:01:53

    It is too difficult. If these things in the movie happened to me, it would definitely be more unbearable than the movie.

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