Ponderings on Movies, Material Things and Life
I have been down with a bug for the last few days so my time has been spent watching some movies. I thought it would be fun to watch something scary so I watched The Reaping with the Lyon. I was amazed that with all the effects it wasn't really that scary. Then we watched a couple that really were unsettling to watch. Blood Diamond based on the real affects of the Diamond trade and how it is affecting Africa. So much greed and violence are associated with luxuries and commodities. I am still trying to get the pictured of the torn apart families, mutilated children, brainwashed children made into soldiers out of my head. So many homeless. from flashing in my mind. It was awful to realize that my name was derived from the diamond mine that caused so much of the strife. An ugly connection but also the Kimberly Process was developed to cut down the importation of the diamonds that fuel the violence. If I choose the focus I prefer that one. No wonder so many diamonds carry curses. I know that this subject could be related to coffee, oil, and meat. I know that evil wears many faces but this is movie really hit home. I don't need diamonds in my life. At least not for my own vanity to to know the man in my life loves me. I think of the recent Peace Tower build by Yoko Ono & Ringo Starr in memory of John Lenon and would like to be more a part of that picture than the one shown with such force in Black Diamond.
The other movie we watched was Pursuit of Happyness. It was both inspirations and touching and truly frightening at the same time. So many of us are just 3 or 4 paychecks from being homeless. The man in the story really didn't do anything terribly wrong and yet he lost everything but his son.
As long as he had his son he was ok. I think often that the only way that the Lyon can face what he has to do everyday he survives is to get a chance to have more time with me and it really touches me. I think of the love for him and the animals we have as being what gets me though sometimes although my situation is far less dire than his. I think of all that my friend Zoobytes went through for awhile in her life and how her son got her through. I was always proud of her for that.
So these ideas still form in my head of life, material belongings, family, friends and life's trials and joys.