Tuesday, December 23, 2008
"God thought the world He created was perfect. But look at the mess it is in now."
Saw this line from an old Chinese movie I was watching and started thinking about the world of my own. Perhaps the world was a perfect place, and so was mine. Until people/I started to mess it all up.
How I wish that I was still a little kid. Young and innocent. Unaware of all the troubles and problems of life. Waiting for every day to pass as if it was just another day that I can play with my little toys, going to the playground, carried around by my parents. How I wish everything was that simple. Wouldn't it be perfect...
But then again... What is "perfect"... A playground would be a perfect wonderland for a little kid. Being rich would be perfect for a businessman. What about a playground for the businessman or money for the little kid? Perhaps being perfect is subjective after all. And so to God the world is perfect. But it may not be the case for us all.
Or perhaps a little mess in life would be better. So perhaps the world is perfect and imperfect. That makes good and bad different. "Good" exist because of "evil". And so "perfect" exist because things are imperfect.
So the world is perfectly fine... Because it is imperfect. Same for my world. So after all, people didn't mess up the world. They just made it more "perfect".
Sometimes I wonder if things really go according to nature, or fate, or God, or a reflection of another dimension or something else. I wonder why did my life ended up like this. Perhaps it is nature. Perhaps it is destined to be like this because of fate. Perhaps it is God who is controlling whatever that happens. Or perhaps someone or something in the other dimension is messing up my life. All I know is that all these hurts... It really does...
I wanna cry... I really do... But I can't...
I want you back in my life... And I want you out of it too...
p.s. I never really understood a lyrics of a song as much as this. Lindsay Lohan ~ Something I never had
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