for as she cried, she knew soon too the tears would dry.. and she took to the pen.

Sunday, November 09, 2003

The opinions expressed are my own and would not necessarily represent others who have also watched the same movie.

Such is the subjectivity of human experience.

Trapped at the train station at Mobil (an annagram for LIMBO, i.e. middle of nowhere) Ave, Neo engages in conversation with an Indian girl named Sati (Sathi?) and her father. 'Love' is but a word, and more important than what the word is is the meaning that is attached to it. Meaning is formed by subjective experience. Beyond the universal laws of science, mathematics and the love of God, there can be no objectiveness in anything else. Knowing someone is to know what is the meaning they have attached to words. Those of you who have read 'The Unbearable Lightness of Being' will know what I mean. For the rest of you, here's a quote from the Bard himself : "What's in a name ? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet."

Reloaded was pretty depressing with it's take on the illusion of free choice (the Architect knew everything Neo was going to do) and hope (the quintessential human delusion, simultaneously the source of your greatest strength, and your greatest weakness), Revolutions' message was somewhat more positive. Does knowing that all possible outcomes of our actions are predetermined make freewill somewhat of an illusion ? Hardly.

Choice, or freewill, becomes the only and ultimate reality.

If life is a journey for which the all possible routes, obstacles and pitfalls have been mapped out, the 'reality' of where the journeyman arrives at eventually is determined by the choices he makes at crossroads and junctures. Hence, choice moulds reality. Choice becomes reality.

Neo fights not for freedom, not for peace, not for love, but because he chooses to. Freewill, or the ability to choose, is the one thing that can never be taken from him. As far as he decides to fight, he cannot die, especially not in the Matrix, where the first step to dying is usually believing that you can and/or eventually will.

When he died (yes, in case you're still wondering, he did kick the big virtual bucket) it was also because he chose to. Smith exists as the Anti-Neo (sounds familiar?), and as our hero comes to realise the implications of that fact (after a glorious long drawn-out CG fight sequence), it also came to him that the possibility of having only either him or Smith exist is about as high as the possibility of the existence of a one-sided coin. It just doesn't happen. Smith cannot exist without Neo, as much as the Architect cannot exist without the Oracle and vice versa. When Smith killed Neo, he signed his own death warrant.

One of questions left unanswered at the end of Reloaded was that of why was Neo able to use his 'powers' in the real world against the squiddies. There has been much talk about the existence of a bigger 'Matrix' beyond the one that we see and this question was finally answered when Neo lost his sight. Blinded to the 'real' real world, Neo began seeing the 'essence' of the real world. Where in the Matrix, in which people and objects are represented by lines of cold, green pseudo-japanese code, the 'essence' of the 'real' world is seen to be formed of and by what seems to be light or fire, much more organic/dynamic/chaotic in nature. There IS a Matrix within a Matrix, and in this matrix, even the machines themselves have a Creator. And like the orginal Matrix, rules in this bigger Matrix can be bent too, hence Neo's powers.

Another interesting point to note - Neo only saw the real world for what it really was after he lost his literal sight. Ok, before you go gouge your eyes out and expect to start seeing pretty lights, Neo's lost of sight is a metaphor for the tearing way of the veil that is the 'reality' that we have pulled over our eyes and bound ourselves to, the reality that we have chosen for ourselves to be 'real'. While Neo's sight was forcibly taken from him, how many of us has taken the concious choice of closing our eyes to consensual reality and seeing or 'feeling' the World for what it really is ? Beyond words, beyond sights, sounds.. touch. Beyond senses, lies what's real. Meaning is real.

"It is only with the heart can one see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye" - The Little Prince


Because I cannot see God's love for me, it makes it all the more real, for me. Because He gave me the choice to receive, and I did, He will always be real, to me. Because when I gave my life to Him, He blessed me with a new pair of eyes to see, and a new heart to feel with. To see in my life the works that He has done and is doing, to feel with a tender heart the love He pours out to me each and every day. I give thanks.

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