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Journal, Tuesday – Sept. 7, 1999, 11:21 p.m.

Originally from: http://web.archive.org/web/200101170244/http://www.newcastle.nu/jmb/journal.htm#3

Tuesday – Sept. 7, 1999, 11:21 p.m.

Hope Group was great. I definitely needed to see everyone again, and have that kind of worship experience. Now, I’m just wasting time. While I’m thinking about it, I saw an interesting website last night on the implications of the movie, The Matrix with regards to the motif of Matrix as Messiah.

When I saw the movie, I certainly spotted quite a few spiritual parallels, but after looking at this website, I want to see it again. Just a few of the more interesting points: (If you haven’t seen the movie, don’t read any further) Neo was the savior of the people of the “real world,” Cyper was the Judas, Morpheus was a John the Baptist, who prepared the way for Neo. There was even a resurrection scene, and a final ascension of Neo.

Also, the most important element of the movie to me, is the concept of the real world vs. the world we experience with our senses. This has some major theological overtones the more you think about it.

While, I don’t neccesarily want to give a blanket endorsement of the movie, I do think that this movie is definitely worth watching. Also, you can’t beat the incredibly intense choreography and the style. The clothes, the music, the whole package is like candy for the senses. I have heard it described as the cyber-punk parable of the gospel message, and that’s not far from the truth.

Journal, Tuesday – Sept. 7 1999, 4:41 p.m.

Originally posted at: http://web.archive.org/web/200101170244/http://www.newcastle.nu/jmb/journal.htm

Tuesday – Sept. 7, 1999, 4:41 p.m.

Well I did get up in time for the meeting, but no one showed up but me. So, I took a nap on the ultra-comfortable blue couches at the campus center. I woke up off and on, but finally got up to take on the day at around 3. 🙂

I then went and talked to the campus minister (@ LFC) for a while, and then went to talk to the financial aid administrator at ICS. Hopefully one of these days everything will get worked out. Then back home to work on the UA website. (Finally, it’s finished, unless they decide to make more changes.) After I finish writing this journal entry, I’m going to go mail my financial aid stuff off, and then go to upload the UA website and the redesigned personal page.

Finally, at 7, I get to go to Hope Group! YEAH!!!

Tuesday – Sept. 7 1999, 6:50 a.m.

Originally posted at: http://web.archive.org/web/200101170244/http://www.newcastle.nu/jmb/journal.htm#1

Don’t ask me why I am still up.

I should be asleep right now, as I have an ICS student association officers’ meeting at 11, but I am just on this kick of not sleeping, until I finally collapse with exhaustion. Then of course, I’ll wake up dead to the world totally wiped out, but having to go somewhere and do something. Of course, the smart thing would be to go to bed early the next night, but no, not me. I’ll start to feel energeized as the evening comes, and by night I’ll be staying up late again. Oh well.

Oh well, moving on to other random thoughts… It has been rather wierd lately, with the whole subject of age. For most of my life I have wanted to be older. There was always something more to look forward to, something bigger or cooler that I couldn’t do until I was x years old. Now, though I am starting to change my mind. Maybe it’s because I’m hanging all of the time on that 7ball forum with a lot of high school aged people, but I am struck with the fact that I am becoming old and set in my ways. I especially see this when I start to look around at other peoples’ websites. Mine just look old and cluttered, while their’s are sleek and up-to-date. The creativity of these people blow me away.

Maybe I’m just too tired, and that is what is making me think so wierdly. Maybe it’s heartbreak of love that won’t be. Who knows, but I’m going to bed before I start sounding too philosophical.

On a side note, if someone knows when to give up on love, let me know. It would make my life a lot easier. Then again, maybe I don’t want to know. Maybe if I don’t have accept reality, I’m happier. — Ok, I’m going to bed. My late night thoughts are starting to depress me. 😉