Doing my usual nightly routine, reading a little bit, and watching a movie. I usually always have a pile of DVDs checked out from the library. I go all the time, because I live near one, and pass by it nearly everyday. Even if I've got nothing to return, or don't need any books, I usually stop in to take a look at the DVDs, only takes a minute, new stuff is shelved daily.
I found this intriguing documentary called The Galapagos Affair: Satan Came to Eden, a true life story about a group of people that attempted to drop out from civilization back in the 1930s and settled on a remote island in the Galapagos, but things take a sinister turn.
I haven't watched it yet, well, I started to, and realized it was the wrong night for it, needed something lighter, but it does look very interesting, will return to it some time this week and write a proper review. Anyway, I watched a little bit of it and this quote struck me, first by Nietzsche, and another immediately following it by the narrator of the film:
"To live is to suffer. To survive is to find some meaning in the suffering." - Friedrich Nietzsche.
"We cannot expect to find a paradise anywhere, unless we are willing to create it." - The Galapagos Affair
Yeah. Still looking for paradise. I do not think it is in Arizona. But you know what, it could be, in the sense that there is no such thing as an objective, universal paradise for all, at least not in the human earthly mundane realm of existence, but a paradise could be anywhere in the universe, yes universe, not just world.
It's about finding harmony between mind, body, and spirit. Find harmony between your thoughts and the environment, between yourself and the world. You've got to be on the same wavelength, a complementary state of mind, in a way, sympathetic magic, and such. Whether or not a place complements you, depends on whether or not you complement the place. It's a give and take.
Sometimes it's as arbitrary as liking the color blue, whereas someone else may prefer the color yellow. Neither is objectively better, or any truer than the other, but still that doesn't change the fact that some people feel better around the color blue, and others the color yellow. Same thing with paradise. Same thing with any place in the world. I can see that it's not just a matter of finding the perfect place, as if you don't have any involvement in the process, as a place is effected by all of its inhabitants, is shaped and influenced by the thoughts and deeds of its people. In a way, landscape and people are inseparably one.
Don't like where you're living, but stay anyway, you sending out a vibe of hate, discontent, anger, frustration, you're just making the place even worse than it was before. Even if you don't say anything, keep the whining to yourself locked up in your own head, it shows in your bearing, in your face, in your eyes, and in your voice. Because whether a place is a paradise or a hell, is a creation of the thoughts and deeds of the people living there. And that is all I have to say about that.