Monday Musings for me are like that one machine at the gym you do because you kind of hate yourself. It’s like the stair stepper. I honestly think that occasionally doing something you don’t like doing causes you to grow as human being. It keeps you from frolicking on some personality plateau like a sparrow in a vine-drawn bird bath.
- I’ve been thinking about where children get their sense of morality. The easy answer would be their parents, which is certainly true to a point. Moralistic imprinting must exist in some form or another. You have a natural love for your parents, or the urge to want to feel loved by them. When you watch the moralistic methods in which they conduct their life, you feel it’s okay to replicate them due to the kinship you feel towards your guardian. This goes for both good and bad examples of morality. Where do children get the rest of their morality? I’m an optimist about the human spirit, and I do believe some of it is inherent in our DNA. Religion, school, sports, and media can all present lessons of morality for you to assimilate. Besides my family, media was huge in shaping my own sense of ethical responsibility. Video games were almost a form of litany for me. Specifically, the classic RPG games for Super Nintendo and PlayStation released by Squaresoft and Enix. In our culture of personalized technology, media can provide morals just like anything else. Video games can provide lessons like the oral fairy tale once did. I’m living proof.
- This weekend I watched the movie Steve Jobs. It was really good. I enjoyed the structure of the story. The plot surrounds three events of Apple products being unveiled to the public. Through Job’s backstage persona we’re introduced to a flawed human being who was haunted by the rejection of his biological parents. He felt imperfect. However, he poured perfection into his products. He sacrificed his personal life for his professional status. Talking to him through his technology was the only way to relate to him.
- Recently, I published a Flash Fiction piece called Giveaway. This story had been kicking my ass for at least two weeks. It started as a poem I wrote back in high school. Giveaway was actually a city from Star Ocean 2, a PlayStation game released be Enix (now known as SquareEnix). You travel through it, and they have this famous university that can teach you various skills or abilities. The snow falls constantly in the town, like it was caught in some weather map looped in repeat. This setting, along with living in Minnesota my entire life, gives me a feeling of imprisonment. The moral of this story is that the pursuit of knowledge can sometimes destroy you. The truth of learning is similar to cracking an egg. Just slightly break that pearl shell between your fingers. If you hit too hard, the whole thing will fall apart.
- I’m not excited for Batman Vs Superman whatsoever. I want to be. I love Batman. I love the Suicide Squad. I love all the great villains who decorated Gotham in tapestries of nightmares. I read both DC and Marvel comics growing up. I remember reading Frank Miller’s the Dark Knight and loving the heinously Gothic tone of the text. I loved the idea of Batman as an old man trying to recapture his identity and passion. I doubt Batman Vs Superman will try to attempt this bold characterization. All this being said, I’m still a lemming. I still want to see the movie and disregard the bad reviews. I’m okay walking off the cliff as long as it’s my choice.
- At my office job (sadly, I don’t write for a living. I want to. I want it like air to breathe) I keep seeing this fluorescent light flickering behind me. I keep hoping it’s some gateway to a reality-smeared underworld I can explore. I keep wishing I can escape this 9-5 job into the world I really want. A realm of ink, pixels, nouns, verbs, and paper. A land of storytelling I can soak up everyday instead of the clicking of the register, the emails about data entry, and the miscellaneous mundane chatter about your lawnmower. If only that artificial illumination would peel apart like a wet piece of bread. I would leap through it. I want to escape.
To check out my Monday Musings from last week, please click here. I also published a weird little piece of Flash Fiction called Giveaway. Al Ostman created another awesome illustration for one of my Flash Fiction pieces. You can view the illustration by clicking here. Dol 39 continued with a new monster introduced. You can find the latest entry here. Plus, I published some of my wife’s photos in her column Sun & Petrichor. Thank you everyone for reading. Have a great week.