Scenes

Film Strip

It’s just my life, I keep observing it like a movie. Maybe, I, deliberately, arrange the events or prospect them as a chain of scenes. It’s a sort of luxury to discuss how life is blissful for me. While for others, it’s a sort of misery to talk about how tragedy their lives are. I don’t read or follow news, they are just side lights which meant to obstruct us from the absolute insight. We tend to make projections of others’ troubles on our daily life. This way, everybody has unsolved problem, why to bother with my own? However, we can be as creative as Karl Marx was, and try to analyze the events around us in a social context.

What Marx did easily is changing the world around us. I know that his aim to a classless community is a bit of a fantasy, but his argument extended a bit further to become an armed fight. What he wanted to achieve may end up with a constant status in the community. The struggle between classes makes poor people work, and rich people think. Nevertheless, I admire, and think it’s a viable idea, when he mentions that socialism can reach the level of a stateless society. The autonomy! In the middle of the chaos we live in, I wonder, is it really struggle that drives the world around? Can one self be unselfish if it has full knowledge that the source it consumes can’t be exhaustible? That makes us feel more like animals, instead of humans. Anyway, what Marx proposed is making news. 

I remember when I was young, I was vigorous and foolish enough to make a big deal of each tiny event I face. No matter how insignificant the cause could be, I was ready to sacrifice my life for the sake of it. Now after seven years of foolishness, my fuel ran out. I redirect my attention toward the human legacy and culture. The headlines in newspapers change every day, but the gravity constant is a headline forever. Tomorrow, we will be making history. Indeed, we always interpret the future as a mirror image for the past. It’s dangerous, since I doubt that history repeats itself.

Beside all this rubbish, I need to address an important issue I’ve been through recently: Religion, and on religion I will speak. A recent study showed that religion doesn’t grant happiness to all mankind and womankind. It depends on the community, socioeconomic status, and the level of education. The interaction between poverty and religion is massive, and it goes both directions: Absolute belief, or absolute disbelief. As the Imam Ali said, “Poverty goes hand in hand with infidelity.” Corruption is a third companion of poverty. On the other hand, the first Muslims were mainly poor or abandoned. As news relieves some of the stress, being powerless and helpless toward a divine power in our daily activities is very comforting. The main inhabitants of heaven are the people who were poor in this life, while the ones who were rich linger in hell. So, apparently the image is a bit clear, religion makes poor people happier, while money makes rich people richer and happier.

However, religion is a personal issue. One person holds the full right to believe or disbelieve in whatever fits them the most. You can be proud of your belief as much as you want, just don’t fight people because of it. Despite the desire to see all humanity share the same bed in heaven, why do we force them to join us? By doing so, we would be raping them from their mentality! Caring for other people is no reason to try to convince them in our own beliefs. The reality is that we hate them, so we want them to share the same bitterness we taste on a daily basis. Yet, I can’t understand the link between faith and aggressive behavior. I mean most wars were motivated by creed. And regardless of the invitation for love of all people that Jesus distributed to all humankind, the very same people tried or really did kill him. Eventually, Christians killed everybody else. It really makes me ask for the reason why? Despite that we cover all our greedy desires under the name of religion, why does it work sometimes, while it doesn’t when we try to convince other logically?

Before I finish what I have to say, I want to elaborate why, according to Marx, the struggle between classes and unfair distribution of wealth exists. That indeed pushes me towards thinking of the Islamic statement that everybody is equal. Either Islam failed to establish that, or Marx’s idea is wrong, seeing as wars hadn’t seized taking place between the Muslims themselves, and with others. 

Besides beliefs, the sensation of happiness is diminishing inside my heart. I can’t come up with new ideas. To tell the truth, it’s a bit boring to read my entries weekly. A study suggests that after buying your thousandth pair of Gucci shoes, you eventually lose the pleasure of owning such items. I’m not wearing Gucci shoes, and this is not an issue of shoes. There is a brain inside of my skull, not a pair of shoes, and I’m not sure if there is something wrong this brain. Until then, welcome back to me, welcome to all my readers.