Oh wow. Did the date of my last post? Yeah. It was eons away, and I am ashamed that I dared start a blog and then forget about it. This should have been my online diary. But these months just took a toll on me. Biology stuff is painstaking. But persistence is a virtue.
While problems allowed me to stumble, especially last month, I also had an enlightening experience. I was encouraged to see God in all things. I don’t know if that can ring something in your mind, but that line changed me.
On this note, I have come to a recent realization about myself. I became hooked on the Kamen Rider franchise of Toei. Of course, everybody knows about Masked Rider Black, but very few (especially here in Iloilo) remember Blade and Ryuki, also shown in the Philippines.
The demographic of the series is children. Maybe that is one reason that I was enamored with watching it. I began with Den-O, then with Kiva, Decade, and then back to Kuuga, Agito, and Ryuki. One may ask, why would I waste my time on this childish Japanese series? Well, I learned lessons from watching the series.
First, I learned about respect and values. I recognize that each culture is superb in its values, but the Japanese did the overt in showing their respect to others. Bowing is not just being Oriental. It is giving oneself to somebody in a friendly and respectful way. It’s like telling someone, “Hi! I am bowing because I respect you as a person.” The funny thing is that I keep bowing to people, not realizing that this act is somewhat laughable here in Iloilo.
Second, I learned to appreciate simple things. Since the Kamen Rider franchise targets young audiences, characters tend to show affection and devotion to even the most minute thing in any episode. This made me realize that I, too, can see like how their eyes see. I came to appreciate things more than ever.
Third, I learned a striking exhibition of humbleness. The Kamen Riders fight with all their might, risking their lives for what they believe is true. And they do it under their masks. Having a mask is not cowardice, after all. It may just be a way to hinder others from praising and idolizing you, which can make you look up to yourself even more.
Fourth, I learned how to value and encourage imagination. In modern times, elders usually tell children to be less imaginative and follow what this world is dictating. Do you know that the Japanese still make movies and shows with Kaijin? This can exercise the imaginative mind of their children, making them open to anything in the future.
Finally, I learned how I should live as a living person. Kamen Riders usually have “Rider Jump” and “Rider Kick” as their hissatsu attacks. I just realized that jumping and kicking aren’t two ways to define a living person. If one jumps or kicks, it ultimately means he or she is alive. I realized that I was not jumping and kicking for so long. I became a boring person. I needed to change myself for good.
So that’s it. I just felt the urge to express what I feel in words. I am just happy that I’m living today and have earned a new philosophy in life.
Hey, I really owe you for reading this entire composition if you reached this line. I hope I can write again soon. May your brain juices overflow!