Broken Generation?

The moon is so beautiful. It’s a big silver dollar, flipped by God. And it landed scarred side up, see? So He made the world.

Harvey Dent A.K.A. Two Face Arkham Asylum: A Serious House on Serious Earth

 

Recently, I just realized how pessimist I am. I don’t know why, but I think it’s just not just me, it’s not just you, and it’s everyone, well, almost. It seems like we all are a generation of skeptical people. This world has turned us down, beat us up, drain our creativity, leaving us with no room to breath, especially when you became grown up. Thus we were somehow breed to have apathy syndrome attached as a default program, to be pessimistic and skeptical cuz the world shaped us to be like that.

 

Maybe he failed cuz this stupid looking face? Just kidding he he

You probably think, what the hell is this guy talking about? Recently, a friend of mine, Fery is failed for the third time in Staff Development Program (some sort of Management Trainee program for staff in my company). Don’t know why cuz I think he gave all his best and he still flunked (even though he already asked permission to leave early to learn and even took some extra course). Next cut is I’m also flunked at Public Officer test, not a biggie right? But consider this, I have to sell my Temper Trap ticket (The awesome Aussie band) and Lifehouse ticket (the one who sings “Hanging By A Moment”) so I could afford to entry the test qualification (such as health certificate and drugs free test, also English certificate. It doesn’t come cheap U know?)

 

And the strange thing is, we were just like zombie, we’re numb. I should’ve enrage knowing how I wasted some opportunity to watch my favorite band and Fery’s last shot (every staff only has three shot for the test and this is his last shot) is kinda like shooting up in vain. Instead we were just like, “Oh, that’s life dude. Shit happens” or me personally said, “Probably or apparently, someone else is better than us, eh?”. Hell, I even said the craziest thing like, “If we succeed, let’s have a party celebration, if we fail let’s have drink till we passed out”. I mean, just wow. We are so jaded. But ain’t that the way it’s supposed to be? We take everything for granted.

 

Well, let me put it this way, when we were born, we always think that this world is a wondrous place fill with hopes, dream, with many doors of possibilities. It is in some way, but somehow it just ain’t the way this stinkin’ world works.

 

Let just say we build our life from others. Just like in a sport game, everyone wants to be the champion, but there can be only one. We all work hard, train hard, pray hard, but not all of us can win. Hell, you know what they say about coming out second place or runner up? It’s the first looser, yes that is nothing more hurt than to know that you can see it, that you can smell it, but you just can’t have it. The world that was / were / always be built on the others dream that shattered in order for the other to achieved it goal, a boulevard of broken dream.

 

Remember when we are kids, we probably loves Disney’s picture (well there are some that I still love) that taught you, if you can dream it, you can have it. Well, it just not the way it is right? There are some dreams that no matter how hard you strife, you just can’t have it. Personally, I remember when I was a kid, I wanna be a pilot, but I’m wearing glasses, so I just can’t. It’s probably my fault I know, but compare to my friend, who also wants to be a pilot but he can’t cuz he’s color blind (he’s fault?).

 

Being a kid, I remember how the world drains us out of our creativity. Just remember how wrong the world works, we were told how to play musical instrument not how to play music, or how when we were kids we were told how to draw the exact way how to draw a mountain, how to draw sun, how to color it in exact way, and to draw it differently (even a tiny modification) is considered as wrong. They kill the creativity in us.

 

I used to hate parent and adult for it, but as time passed (and I also have to be adult, something all of us just can’t avoid) I beginning to understand that it is not their fault, they just like us, victim. We all a victim of a never ending cycle, a system so old, so ancient that so hard to be broke (not impossible, just hard). Maybe I just realize that in life, we became the thing we hate the most, just like Harvey Dent said in The Dark Knight, “either we die a hero, or we live long enough to see our self became the villain”. How I envy those who become an artist, who could provide a living through his/her passion, to do what they always wanted (no wonder most of us want to be an artist, a celebrity. Even if it’s the fabricated kind of artist or celebrity).

 

With all of us become jaded, become tired, we need a salvation an escape. Some of us find it in religion (I ain’t touch it cuz I’m not a religious guy) and some of us find it in love (who some called as religion, as the purist thing in this filth world). You know the beautiful think about love? When one love blooms, you gotta understand that one love dies in order for others to bloom, you know “to love someone doesn’t mean you always have him/her in your arm”? Ouch. Love is blind they said, love is illogical they said, love sucks they said, love is many things you wanna be depends on your point of view anyway. So, is there anything we could rely to and since religion didn’t save me either, so I assume love just as broke as anything else.

 

So, here we are, broken generation that shaped by this God-forsaken world, But if we all are, why we all just don’t commit suicide and put an end to our misery and saves the time to push forward the cycle and skip to judgment day? Well, maybe cuz we are too broken, we all too lazy to commit suicide, so we just watch how it ends eventually or maybe we believe there is a light in the end of the tunnel for us?

 

That’s why I love Batman, he’s grim, dark, full of hurt but he endures. He taught me that the only way to live in this crazy world is if you force your way into it (while Joker taught me the only way to live in this crazy world is to live without rule). That’s the important thing of having someone you could look up to, an idol, even if s/he is only a fiction character.

 

The other thing that Batman taught me, the power of hope. Yes, a hope is hope, even if it just a hope. Just like in Batman no. 625, “And as the sun, that had been too afraid to show its face in this city, started to turn the black into grey, I smiled. Not out of happiness. But because I knew… that one day, I wouldn’t have to do this anymore. One day, I could stop fighting. Because one day… I would win. One day, there will be no pain, no loss, no crime. Because of me, because I fight. For you. One day, I will win.”

 

Or in Superman/Batman no. 4, when Batman mention that Gordon (Jim Gordon) always speak about Gotham, which always shadowed by the darkness. Where the shadow is more alive than its people. Jim Gordon speaks as if Gotham is part of Hell. Batman asked him why he didn’t just moved. He already retired, nothing hold him in Gotham. Gordon than said, “There will always a hope Batman”.

Yep, never quits, never surrender. Even in the face of Armagedon

If we survive, if we endure, I believe that we will find a way. No matter how bad the situation is, life taught me that when we reach the bottom, somehow he solution will reveal it self (though I believe that it’s reveal cuz when we got nothing to lose, everything will looks as an opportunity. Hey, there’s nothing left to lose, what do we have to lose right?). So bottom line is, survive no matter how broken this world is, no matter how broken we become. Something good will come out of the worst thing in life (even living creature left-over or feces could be used as a fertilizer and be useful to the environment). Maybe we ain’t that broke anyway…jaded maybe.

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