"You took a trip
And climbed a tree
At Robert Sledge's party
And there you stayed
Till morning came
You were not the same after that..."
Yesterday was an interesting day. Work had an offsite party to commend us on our performance this past quarter. One of the perks they offered us was to go see a movie for free. So I went to see The Passion of The Christ with a few of my co-workers. My one-word synopsis of the film: Intense. Yes, they stretched out the torture and crucifixion scenes to unbearable lengths, but I couldn't take my eyes off the screen the entire time.
Afterwards, we had a little discussion about the film. My friend Tracy asked me how I felt, and I could only respond "humbled." Now, I'm not a practicing Christian myself, but as I was telling her if you do not feel even a little emotional by the time it's over, you can't possibly feel anything at all. Perhaps I felt that way because I was in the company of devout Catholics and I was feeding off their energy. Or perhaps my heart went out to someone, regardless of who he is or what he stands for, that could go through that much suffering and still forgive his tormentors. Tracy even pointed out that I was breathing heavily and unconsciously had my hands in somewhat of a praying position thoughout the whole film. I wasn't even aware I was doing it, but I just couldn't take my eyes off the screen even once.
I guess you could say I was incredibly moved by this film, irregardless of my beliefs on Christianity. And I was changed throughout the rest of the day. Petty things that usually irritated me just slid off my back, and I wasn't bothered by any of it. Those petty details just seemed unimportant, and I felt incredibly mellow. It was a nice feeling to have. It was almost like I was high on some sort of drug. I don't know if it was the film itself that brought about this change in me, or just coincidence that my whole world view changed after watching it. I found my new paradigm. Let's hope I can keep feeling this way.
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I also went to Rohs Street Cafe in Clifton last night to see a few sets. I was in such a state of mellowly bliss, I wasn't really paying much attention to my surroundings. I even forgot to pay for my coffee and had the manager chase me down, thinking I was trying to skip out on my bill. Oops. heh. The sets were pretty good, all things considered. First we had a solo acoustic guitarist that used a loop pedal to play two parts at once. After his set came the one I was waiting for: Curbsquirrels! They called themselves a hardcore band, but I thought they sounded a little like Blink 182 myself. It was their first time doing an acoustic set, and they constantly reminded everyone of that fact. I really enjoyed the set because they weren't taking themselves seriously, and if they made a mistake, they just shrugged and went on. The final band of the evening, FadedMe, had a great groove going on, but the singer would stop occasionally to give sermons about Jesus. Hmm, am I sensing a theme today? All in all, it was a good show, and I'd like to catch the squirrel guys at some point with their amps plugged in.
And just for the record... I'm not converting just yet.
And climbed a tree
At Robert Sledge's party
And there you stayed
Till morning came
You were not the same after that..."
Yesterday was an interesting day. Work had an offsite party to commend us on our performance this past quarter. One of the perks they offered us was to go see a movie for free. So I went to see The Passion of The Christ with a few of my co-workers. My one-word synopsis of the film: Intense. Yes, they stretched out the torture and crucifixion scenes to unbearable lengths, but I couldn't take my eyes off the screen the entire time.
Afterwards, we had a little discussion about the film. My friend Tracy asked me how I felt, and I could only respond "humbled." Now, I'm not a practicing Christian myself, but as I was telling her if you do not feel even a little emotional by the time it's over, you can't possibly feel anything at all. Perhaps I felt that way because I was in the company of devout Catholics and I was feeding off their energy. Or perhaps my heart went out to someone, regardless of who he is or what he stands for, that could go through that much suffering and still forgive his tormentors. Tracy even pointed out that I was breathing heavily and unconsciously had my hands in somewhat of a praying position thoughout the whole film. I wasn't even aware I was doing it, but I just couldn't take my eyes off the screen even once.
I guess you could say I was incredibly moved by this film, irregardless of my beliefs on Christianity. And I was changed throughout the rest of the day. Petty things that usually irritated me just slid off my back, and I wasn't bothered by any of it. Those petty details just seemed unimportant, and I felt incredibly mellow. It was a nice feeling to have. It was almost like I was high on some sort of drug. I don't know if it was the film itself that brought about this change in me, or just coincidence that my whole world view changed after watching it. I found my new paradigm. Let's hope I can keep feeling this way.
*********************************
I also went to Rohs Street Cafe in Clifton last night to see a few sets. I was in such a state of mellowly bliss, I wasn't really paying much attention to my surroundings. I even forgot to pay for my coffee and had the manager chase me down, thinking I was trying to skip out on my bill. Oops. heh. The sets were pretty good, all things considered. First we had a solo acoustic guitarist that used a loop pedal to play two parts at once. After his set came the one I was waiting for: Curbsquirrels! They called themselves a hardcore band, but I thought they sounded a little like Blink 182 myself. It was their first time doing an acoustic set, and they constantly reminded everyone of that fact. I really enjoyed the set because they weren't taking themselves seriously, and if they made a mistake, they just shrugged and went on. The final band of the evening, FadedMe, had a great groove going on, but the singer would stop occasionally to give sermons about Jesus. Hmm, am I sensing a theme today? All in all, it was a good show, and I'd like to catch the squirrel guys at some point with their amps plugged in.
And just for the record... I'm not converting just yet.
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sounds good!