There were two notable stories in Fringe which talks about purpose. For the benefit of the few who does not know the television series, Fringe is a science-fiction story about an FBI agent, Olivia Dunham, whose partner needed the expertise of Dr. Walter Bishop, 17 years in St. Claire's facility for the mentally unstable. She needed the help of the son, Peter Bishop, to get the scientist father out of the facility's care. Later in the story, we gather that the son died in his timeline. Thus, the scientist tried to rescue the boy from another universe. And unworldly activities and parallel universes were incorporated into the story line.
More than that, I saw some episodes that are relatively mind-boggling. I am still a sci-fi skeptic, so I don't normally give in to watching such series. But Joshua Jackson, the actor who played Peter, is just adorable.
Going back, an episode in Fringe tells a story of a girl who possesses the ability of foreseeing the future. Well, not all of it, just death. And she sketches in her notebook the humming inside her head which portrays how the people she meets/ passes by would die. She asked her dad, "Why did God made me like this?" And her father quipped on something about purpose. On a bus ride home, she foresaw a group of people dead, and the Fringe Team (Olivia, Walter, Peter, and Astrid) hypnotized her to know the details. Turns out there was supposed to be a bomb going off at the Justice Hall. They had no time to diffuse the bomb, but were lucky to block off the signal from the remote detonator. At the end of the episode, she saw her self die. And she told her father, she was ready to die. That perhaps her purpose was, to save all those people's lives. The very thing that makes her capable of foreseeing death was the primary reason for her own death. The electricity in her neurons has gone haywire. And it was too much for her to take in.
Another episode also tackled on the same topic. A woman, who jumped from a roof with a man who was borderline suicidal (okay, so he WAS suicidal), walked off the scene. Bystanders were taking videos/pictures of the event. It was later found out that she was previously murdered, and had died multiple times, one time alongside her family in a fatal vehicular accident. She cannot fathom how she was left alive while her family was taken away from her. And thus she worked in a call help hotline, as she tries to empathize with callers who were seeking for advice. She usually just complicates the situation, urging reckless minded individual to give in to suicidal tendencies. Well, to cap it off, she died, eventually. After saving a trainload of passengers. She took out a plastic bomb from the commuter train, and it gone off without getting anyone else injured. Walter was pensive thinking that perhaps, she did not die the previous times because her purpose was to save those people in the train.
Now here I am thinking about purpose.
Purpose. What are you here to do? What shall you carry out and contribute to humankind? Are you here to harm others? To bring pain? Or to bring reprieve to the oppressed?
On other note, I was talking to my good friend Tey regarding plans. I simply do not understand why some of my plans don't go the way I wanted it to. I don't understand why something I want so bad, is being kept away from me. And it remains in my world of might-have-been.
And I feel that life is just a daily struggle. Oh strife!
Tey shared with me a verse from the Bible. Jeremiah 29:11 'For I know the plans I have for you,' declares the LORD, 'plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.'
And she consoles me. If what you want and what you think is the best for you, and it does not go according to plan, look ahead! God has plans way better than what you have envisioned for your self. Aren't you excited about it?
From Francis J. Kong
“I am the master of my fate and the captain of my soul,” says Invictus.
“I did it my way,” croons Sinatra and we know we fail. Try to release our insistence to control and leave it to God who controls everything. This develops patience.
All in His good time.
On other news, an acquaintance, from college, died at 26. He graduated magna cum laude, fellow Chemical Engineer, and a year younger than I. Makes me think how flimsy the thread of life is.
For the meantime, I will think of this one other person from the past, dead. I think this will help forget. Rest in Peace.
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