BleedingGreed

A moment ago I decided to stop watching There Will be Blood. This is from someone who for the last three years watches all award movies. I stopped just after 20 minutes.

The darkness disturbed me and if I want to be dramatic, the darkness wrenched my heart off the blood.

If a police got shot on scene or a pedestrian killed by a robber trying to get away, they are fine by me The shooter and the killer are just human to get away with their lives, people reacting in desperate times. Probably with collateral damage too damaging to think of. But still if things when slightly better, they have no intention.

A superhero can kill the whole world. I don’t care.

But real greed always make me sick down the stomach. Even without anyone got killed. The repugnance makes me feel like puking but nothing come out.

Greed is like cellulose for human stomach, indigestible.

I don’t understand the capability of some people to deprive other people off what rightfully theirs. May be I am too young or too naïve to see. But sometimes these greeds are just beyond comprehension.

I used to read more immoral stories questioning morality. I watched movies telling about the depressing ranches and poverty. I even listened to country music, so depressing.

I thought they are all fictions.

But it came across to me now, I feel with my eyes and heart. They are not merely fictions.

Greeds do exist. They are real and happening. And they are depressing.

Realising the existence of greed makes writing, reading or watching fictions about greed unbearable.