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Change

Monday, October 30, 2006

Change

"...You're on an airplane, sleeping with your head against the window, your heart set on being home this time three hours from now. All of a sudden, something goes very wrong. The plane stops moving across the air and instead starts falling through it...

...You get that smell in the bridge of your nose like you've just been hit with a football. That's what the fear smells like. The plane is going down...

...Four more drastic drops in under a minute. People are crying. For all the folklore about how your life flashes before your eyes, you're remarkably fixed on one vision - your parents. They're sleeping at this very moment, in a bedroom so quiet they can hear the clock in the kitchen. And you can see them, clear as can be. You wish you could see a playground or a first kiss, but all you can see is your parents sleeping. Huh. Well, that's that...

...Several long minutes go by. Then, all at once, the lights come back on and the plane somehow rights itself. Some people cheer, but most people cry harder...

...Here's the question: what do you change? Whom do you call that you haven't spoken to in years? Whom do you realize has been toxic to your heart and drop with surprising ease? What trips do you cancel, and what trips do you book? What can't you be bothered with anymore? What's the new you like?

...Think about that, and then ask one more question. Why not just change it all right now?..."


--- John Mayer

Yes,John.I am working on it,too.

I dont even know if i am qualified enough to answer that question myself.Because in truth,i havent had such a life-changing experience before.I remember taking an UA flight to America once,and the plane plummeted a couple of thousand feet in under five seconds.Those were the longest five seconds in my life,and i am sad to say that i was too young at that time to have pondered over those questions of life and death.The concept was too vast and far away for me then perhaps,and right now i am sitting in front of my computer,trying to answer the questions you seem to be asking yourself.

But in truth,i cant.I cannot pretend that i've just had a life-changing experience,and attempt to answer those questions just because i want to have yet another deep,sophisticated blog entry i try to achieve with every post.I cannot,and like your own entry,you left those questions hanging,and telling the readers that you are working on the answers.

I am working on the answers as well,and i am not even certain if i am ever going to come up with something definite.However much i'd like to have that 'change' you mentioned,or if i am prepared to make those changes myself.A teacher of mine told me once,that "The only constance in life is change",and any sort of change is supposed to be for the better,even if it is for the worse,right?

Until the point,when my plane adjusts itself in mid air,when it is steady again,i might post again,addressed to you saying,"JohnI've got it." But not now,not just yet.But i am going to make it a point to change,close encounters with death or not.I can do without those,sure.But isnt it sad in way that we need such jolts,sudden rushes of adrenaline rushes to make us change,move our asses off our couches and do something about this thing we all have called life?That is under the assumption that people will do something about it,in oppose to living your life as usual and forgetting about the whole ordeal.

I think i have a couple of names in mine,to the question of who i am going to call afterwards,i think i have a couple of names in mind.Perhaps just one,who knows.And what cant i be bothered anymore?I have no idea either.Perhaps to dwell on the past,the way my mind has been nailed on the remnants of my pathetic past.That i am not going to be bothered anymore,but one thing is for sure:

That i dont need something like that to feel changed,to feel evolved.I believe that personally,i have changed so much now,in contrast to myself a year ago.But do i have to courage to say,that i am going to break away from the natural evolution process of life,and take charge of my pace of transformation?I have no idea,your last question stumped me in a way.I dont think i have the courage right now to do so,to change now,as in NOW.

Because change is a scary thing,once it is too sudden and too drastic.Like your life in that narrow 747,as it crashes towards the surface.Imagine the plane crashing to the ground,and you are gone.Knock on wood,but that was a very real possibility.But anyway,that is how fast a change can take place,in an instant.Everything is gone,and that is what i am saying.Sudden changes are undesirable,and in a way frightful.At least to me,anyway.

John,i have respected you as a musician,a comedian,a guitarist and a writer.But get this,there is something more to you i respect now,different from other fans all around the world: A mentor.And i greatly appreciate your non-physical presence in my life.Really.

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