ok, now that the holidays have begun, my life is becoming very monotonous. day in, day out, the same old things. i guess that can be mostly attributed to the fact that i have no life... yeah, stoning at home all day doesnt really make good blog material, does it? as usual, im keeping myself busy with the wii, but u guys must have heard that about a million times already. sorry, but seriously there's nothing much to talk about right now.
well, i guess hockey deserves a brief mention. monday's the first training of the holidays, not much issue there, but there'll be wednesday and friday pitch training with NO coach... i have no idea wat we're gonna be doing there. one of the graduated seniors might be coming down to help, but chances are slim and im not betting on anything to happen. i can just picture it now: play mini-matches for maybe 30min, then [insert awkward cricket-chirping silence]. oh well, we'll have to play it by ear i guess.
well, one thing about the holidays is that when you've had your fill of fun and games for they day and all you can do is sit and stone, your mind tends to wander. and when your mind is filled with as much random bullshit as mine is, it tends to wander very far. i cant really rmb why, but suddenly i started thinking quite seriously about the last line of the Watchmen comics. for the uninformed, Watchmen was an awesome mini-series released by DC comics which was turned into a movie early this year but caused quite a stir cos one of the characters, Dr Manhattan, appears naked like 90% of the time, and also because of a rape scene between 2 other characters. before you cringe at the sleaziness of it, you should know that it was probably the most intellectual comic of its time, and possibly of all time.
so anyway, in the last scene of the comic, Ozymandias AKA Adrian Veidt asks Dr Manhattan (who is more or less an all-knowing, all-powerful, literally god-like character) if he made the right choice in killing the whole of New York to cease the Cold War and turn everyone's attention and hatred to a perceived alien invasion; he asks if it will all end well. Dr Manhattan replies "It doesn't end, Adrian. Nothing ever does" before teleporting to a distant galaxy permanently to experiment in creating sentient life.
i only just started ruminating on these words. nothing ever ends; we win, we lose, we succeed, we fail, but ultimately, there is no end. we naively celebrate the end of PW, seemingly blind to the imminent arrivals of SH2 year and A levels. in the future we may celebrate the end of A levels, but there's still NS, and uni, and working life. no matter where in life we reach, there's always more to go. in that case, where is the end? is death the end? maybe for the individual, but isnt the individual insignificant in the bigger scheme of things? it would seem that there is no true goal to talk about.
if that's the case, is there really any incentive for us to do anything? if there's no goal, wat do we work towards if we were to do anything at all? any form of action will just shift the situation from one state to another, each one no closer to the desired "goal" which doesnt exist anyway. any actions we do are based solely upon our own goals, which can and probably will conflict with the goals of others. then there's the problematic issue of deciding who's goals are of a higher priority. "Nothing ever ends" brings about so not just a sense if hopelessness, but also renders any notion of order invalid without any proper model to follow.
on an unrelated note, Limb From Limb music video was released today on some canadian music channel, but i couldnt find anything on youtube. another day, perhaps.
