My Dream House is a House Built by My Father's Hand

It will make you laugh.
It will make you cry.
It will make you stand up in righteous anger.
It will make you think deep thoughts.
It will... move you...

I present to you, House by Linus Chong, from 15Malaysia Films.

Rocket Science

If you have not seen this film, I implore you to watch it. Twice. It is so powerful. It is so Anti-Idiocracy. It is so laden with meaning, both overt and covert, and it has a kick ass soundtrack to boot. The best part? You don't have to be a rocket scientist to understand it.

"The fights you fight today are the fights you fight until you die. "

Holy cow. Now that got me thinking. Why are we fighting to keep breathing? Why not just give up lie down, and stop breathing? Why keep living in this world where so much evil exist, so much pain inflicted, so much suffering endured? Why are we fighting to survive everyday? Why didn't the famine stricken people in Africa just kill themselves to save them from their pain and misery? Why didn't the survivors of war - Iraq, Afghanistan, Vietnam - just give up and migrate to another country?

And then it hit me.

Because I am. Because They are. Because we are.