after catching it yesterday, i realised why we're awed by some stories and not too excited by others.
in some way or another, these stories are results of individuals - their authors - sitting quietly in their times; observing the people around them, as their source of inspiration for characters, therefore, so long there are people around, we would always be able to identify with the freaks and heroes of the plot, because they're all present within us.
the morale dilemas, the weird decisions that some deem right and others wrong, are all debate topics of which there would be no conclusion, because we argue with the limited understanding we have. in times like this, i look up and remember The Artist of all the great works, and i smile to myself; grateful, humbled and at peace.
the session wasn't expected, but it was appreciated. i could tell some really missed the human contact, not over poker cards or mahjong tiles, but when souls connect because we lower our guard and pride, and realise that there is no need for either in such a setting.
in scarcity there is value.
kudos to you all. amigos.
