Pace

The pace that I write seems to be a matter of “self-image” dare I call it the New Age. In other words, I mean, that I see myself as I write; not New Age at all. I am seeing myself, quite unnicely I might add, in light of how fast or slow I write. If I write fast, I feel I have good “self-image”. If I write slow, I feel like I have a poor “self-image”. Of course, that is a generalization and I write at the pace that flows at the time and that depends on how much thinking I must do. Whether fast or slow, what does “self-image” matter when I am writing? And at the pace the suits me at the time. What does it really matter?

Time is of the essence

To say time is of the essence is a cliché that gets used over and over again, but having thought about it, it is something coming true in my life. In relating time management to what I do with movies, I was considering watching a number of different films, but realized that I only have a certain amount of time on earth, maybe twenty, thirty, forty years or so more, so I reckoned that it’s best to watch those films that won’t waste my time and I can write about with some meaning. I trusted the movies would not be time wasters and that I could cover a century of film (or whatever) by choosing what mattered, without crossing some of my no-go areas. Problem is that some of the films that are worth it, and may be no-go areas, are actually the ones worth seeing for their social worth.

An idea

One idea can produce two ideas, but they both take a different slant, that’s the difference. For example, take this premise, as comedy for a Hollywood blockbuster that would get one star from the critics, depending on how well it was done, yet with the potential to be a bomb. A man spent ten years of his life around a lot of people and got so sick of them that he decided to isolate himself from people because he enjoyed the other half of his personality better and settles down with him, but his friend tries to get him back into socializing with people and to see the good side of humanity. In the end, he comes around to see the good side. That’s a silly comedy. But I can change the ending and the whole tone of the idea to sound like an arty drama. In the end the person stays away from people for the rest of his life and there is no seeing the good side. That’s a German drama. I would write neither.

We are not alone

A question this gets put forth is why didn’t Jesus show how much he loved people by enduring in this world longer? Didn’t he just pack up his bags and go? He showed his love for a few years and then left? Is this a God of love? I thought about this for a moment and I understood the concern. We show love by how much we hang around. Love spells time, as they say. But, didn’t Jesus die, then? And that was that? But, then, I realized, that Jesus was human. I think he would not have died if he wasn’t punished. He was unable to die naturally. So, to answer the original question, Jesus could have hung around as it was. He could have stayed, I think. But Jesus had another destiny, to be human, to die in a human grave, and to be seen risen from the dead until he went back to heaven from where he came. I guess Jesus could have stayed longer here, but he was leaving the rest of his work to his disciples and he did not leave them. As, effectively what Jesus done when he died and rose from the dead (theologically speaking which I cannot explain here) is to give to his disciples and followers his presence and a promise that Jesus would be with them forever, if not physically on earth, but spiritually. Jesus was then with them through his Spirit–the Spirit which acknowledged that Jesus came in a body. They even felt Jesus with them when they went about spreading the Christian message, a task which Jesus gave them to do. So, after all this time, the true Christian message still goes out–and Jesus is with those who spread it–and this message can come with the presence of Jesus, to comfort, to help, and to heal. Christ did say there would be people pretending to be him, and that there would be false preachers and brothers, but there is only one true Christ, who did not leave his followers.