y=x? :reflection to the Kim Ki Duk's film

                   This film is about '易地思之', being in someone's shoes. The old priest makes the priestlet understand the agony of the creatures which the priestlet tortured with heavy rocks.
                  When watching this film, I thought 'If the priestlet understood the situation of those animals, the death and agony of those animal wouldn't have occured.' I thought that life would be easy if everything is like a graph y=x.

                   In the case of test, it is best to have a score which is proportioned to our effort. Though I like when I got a high score on the quiz considering my effort, I cannot deny that the score is truely 'my score'. It is just a luck. I can be cocky and arrogant, just trusting the aberration. The more knotty problem arises when the score is lower than the effort. First, I feel very depressed. Next, I become skeptical about my potential.  'If I put all of my efforts on this problem and got this result, what should I do?' This link of thoughts finally reaches to the despairable solution, 'Okay. I have to comply to the reality. I can only reach to this extent, and this is my limit.' That is such a tragic solution. I experienced this phenomenon in psychology test, first math quiz, etc.

                   It also applies in the matter of love. Examples are plenty. They were summarized as a single word, one-sided love. A shy girl who loves school senior can be the example, a man who is rejected by a beautiful woman can also be the example. Parents who love their kids can be the example. They are all sad loves. And when I see those cases, I wish that the love-e(the receiver of love :)) would be able to understand the lover(the giver of love)'s mind.

                   Well...it seems like the world doesn't want people to live an easy life. Life is not a y=x graph. It is always twisted and unbalanced. Because of lack of 'balance', still, we are having a lot of problems staying in our mind.

                   However, thinking in different way, this unbalaced world makes our life dynamic and exciting. If our life were easy-going, there wouldn't be any 'Rainer Maria Rilke', artists who experienced the pain from 'unbalanceness'. There would't be any beautiful poems, songs, or novels. Plus, people wouldn't have known the word 'miracle', the phenomenon which the seemingly impossible wish becoming reality.

                   Paradoxically, unbalanceness makes human unique and dynamic. And one thing for sure: I am enjoying this twisted, but dynamic world!