Heroes!

I love the narrations from Heroes. The narrations are always something that sparks off a whole chain of deep thoughts.

Where does it come from? This quest... this need to solve life's mysteries for the simplest of questions can never be answered. Why are we here? What is the soul? Why do we dream? Perhaps we would be better off not looking at all. Not delving, not yearning. That's not human nature, not the human heart. That is not why we are here.

This quest... this need to solve life's mysteries. In the end what does it matter when the human heart can only find meaning in the smallest of moments? They're here... among us... in the shadows, in the light, everywhere. Do they even know yet?

We all imagine ourselves the agents of our destiny. Capable of determining our own fate. But have we truly any choice in when we rise... or when we fall... or does a force larger than ourselves bid us our direction? Is it evolution that takes us by the hand... does science point our way... or is it God who intervenes... keeping us safe?

For all his bluster, it is the sad province of Man that he cannot choose his triumph. He can only choose how he will stand when the call of destiny comes... hoping that he'll have the courage to answer.

I've always asked myself, what its my purpose, my destiny, my higher calling? I'm so small, so insignificant, what can I possibly achieve? If my life is truly so insignificant and useless, that I'm born to work, breed and die, then I'd rather choose to die now. No, there i more to life. More than just trying to win this rat race. More than just being a rat.

So strange, to see my classmates, and friends around me getting attached. And the same awkward misunderstanding that I'm attached as well. For the record, I'm not. Do I plan to? Yes. Unfortunately, I've got an unbelievably bad track record of failed relationships and I'm not sure I dare to risk any friendships like this. Commitment phobic? Maybe... listening to the rain... 1:28 AM

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