The House of Sand and Fog...
Seeing The House of Sand and Fog tonight became the breaking point of so much of the emotions and thoughts I have been having lately. To me this movie was brilliant in a strange sense. It was the type of movie you could write ten different papers on because there were so many different ways to look at it. Essentially I would label it a tragedy. I think one of the points in this movie directly pointed to racism. Even though every American is hurting from the September 11th attack...I think, as we all know, that some american's have directed our anger towards a specific race. Obviously, osama bin laden and his followers are not in the right mind, just like SO many Americans. I'm not trying to get into the issue of war or anything, this movie just portrayed some of what I think is going on.
Lately, I have become sickened by so many things. I keep thinking about other countries and what they are going through. I can't stop comparing the culture I live in to others. Every time I think of an entertainer..or somebody of the sort, with a huge home to live in and everything is given to them at their beckoning call, I picture a small child in another country that is starving and literally has no rights. I am SO thankful that I live in America, and that I have freedom, but I am also somewhat ashamed. So many people are completely ignorant that I want to scream. Even at my job every day when these snobby women come in acting like their latte is the most important thing of the day. I know that people live according to their culture, but I almost don't want to anymore. I mean, I don't want to be poor, but essentially I only need things that are necessary to survive. Yea, I like to look cute, and wear nice clothes...but one can go beyond that.
I can't stop thinking about the way that the animals we EAT are treated. Much of our survival DEPENDS on them...yet they are treated like they mean nothing. Yes, I believe they are here for a purpose...and they need to serve it, but so are WE. Just because a full grown cow will be slaughtered when it is time, does not mean that the life it lives before that should be pain filled and torturous. I know that I am going to die one day, but that doesn't mean I don't want to be happy BEFORE I die. These animal's that feel pain aren't even getting a chance. It makes me so sick. I can't even think about it without getting choked up. Who do we think we are????? Walking around, trashing the place, and doing whatever we want to do with whatever we own. I can only imagine what God thinks as He looks down upon us. Don't get me wrong, I know there are millions of people in the world that are and do, do good...but I don't think any of us are doing all we can. Like I said, I am even ashamed of myself. But I have been thinking about alot of things lately, and I do want to change. I'm even thinking of becoming a vegetarian again. I know that ME not eating meat isn't going to change the world and how they are treated..but what else can you do? I don't care how cliche this may sound..but animal's do need rights. They have none, and they can't speak...and they feel pain too.
Sometime's I pray SO hard to God and ask him to make me wealthy. Wealthy because I know what I would be doing with my money. And it wouldn't be buying a private jet that could deliver me anything I wanted at any given time. For one, I would be helping the orphans in Romania. The orphans in Romania, the SMALL children, are treated just as a mental patient is here in the U.S., only ALOT WORSE. THey put them in straight jackets and force them to lie all day in a crib in their own urine and feces. It makes me so sick. These children probably cannot even fathom the life that I live. It would be like a fairy tale to them.
I could go on and on, but there is no use. I really do want to change, and help in some way. I cannot continue to take advantage of the many luxuries and freedom I have without helping the others who are not as fortunate.
Lately, I have become sickened by so many things. I keep thinking about other countries and what they are going through. I can't stop comparing the culture I live in to others. Every time I think of an entertainer..or somebody of the sort, with a huge home to live in and everything is given to them at their beckoning call, I picture a small child in another country that is starving and literally has no rights. I am SO thankful that I live in America, and that I have freedom, but I am also somewhat ashamed. So many people are completely ignorant that I want to scream. Even at my job every day when these snobby women come in acting like their latte is the most important thing of the day. I know that people live according to their culture, but I almost don't want to anymore. I mean, I don't want to be poor, but essentially I only need things that are necessary to survive. Yea, I like to look cute, and wear nice clothes...but one can go beyond that.
I can't stop thinking about the way that the animals we EAT are treated. Much of our survival DEPENDS on them...yet they are treated like they mean nothing. Yes, I believe they are here for a purpose...and they need to serve it, but so are WE. Just because a full grown cow will be slaughtered when it is time, does not mean that the life it lives before that should be pain filled and torturous. I know that I am going to die one day, but that doesn't mean I don't want to be happy BEFORE I die. These animal's that feel pain aren't even getting a chance. It makes me so sick. I can't even think about it without getting choked up. Who do we think we are????? Walking around, trashing the place, and doing whatever we want to do with whatever we own. I can only imagine what God thinks as He looks down upon us. Don't get me wrong, I know there are millions of people in the world that are and do, do good...but I don't think any of us are doing all we can. Like I said, I am even ashamed of myself. But I have been thinking about alot of things lately, and I do want to change. I'm even thinking of becoming a vegetarian again. I know that ME not eating meat isn't going to change the world and how they are treated..but what else can you do? I don't care how cliche this may sound..but animal's do need rights. They have none, and they can't speak...and they feel pain too.
Sometime's I pray SO hard to God and ask him to make me wealthy. Wealthy because I know what I would be doing with my money. And it wouldn't be buying a private jet that could deliver me anything I wanted at any given time. For one, I would be helping the orphans in Romania. The orphans in Romania, the SMALL children, are treated just as a mental patient is here in the U.S., only ALOT WORSE. THey put them in straight jackets and force them to lie all day in a crib in their own urine and feces. It makes me so sick. These children probably cannot even fathom the life that I live. It would be like a fairy tale to them.
I could go on and on, but there is no use. I really do want to change, and help in some way. I cannot continue to take advantage of the many luxuries and freedom I have without helping the others who are not as fortunate.