personal Anthem

Our body is betraying us, for the Council of the Home looks with
suspicion upon us. It is not good to feel too much joy nor to be
glad that our body lives. For we matter not and it must not
matter to us whether we live or die, which is to be as our
brothers will it. But we, Equality 7-2521, are glad to be living.
If this is a vice, then we wish no virtue. [Chapter Two]

Ayn Rand wrote this story of Equality 7-2521. she calls it Anthem and is representative of her philosophy of Rational Self-Interest. something i've been stressing the past two formsems with sanggu and bluerep. laura wondered if i got it from rand, i said i have yet to read her stuff. and so i started with her only book in project gutenberg's database. i'll borrow The Fountainhead from laura tomorrow. Anthem is beautiful.

We sat still and we held our breath. For our face and our body
were beautiful. Our face was not like the faces of our brothers,
for we felt no pity when we looked upon it. Our body was not like
the bodies of our brothers, for our limbs were straight and thin
and hard and strong. And we thought that we could trust this
being who looked upon us from the stream, and that we had nothing
to fear from this being. [Chapter Eight]

throughout the ebook, we is noticeably used to refer the narrator [at times disturbing]. and i think it worked. especially when in chapter eleven it would narrate a transformation from we to i.

I am. I think. I will. [Chapter Eleven]
i thought it was profound.
and though i do not totally agree with ayn rand for hers is an extreme thought of egoism, she creates a picture of a possible future if we all think as men-for-others always. let us not forget ourselves. let us not lose ourselves. for it is in the individual we first seek to transcend.

individuals, too, was an underlying subject of the constant gardener. a movie that can be boring and quick at the same time. at times hopeless, at times beautiful. but at the end of the day, ralph fiennes' character solved not africa's problems, but his.

and so the movie ain't that tragic. what of me? i seek to solve beyond my own problems. how will my movie end. i do not know but i like how ayn rand put it:

i am. i think. i will.

lisnin to koko krunch! my appetizer for tonight
sortof readin steve's poems
feelin kinda hungry.