CornerOfMyEye#1: Pink Floyd, Community, and my experience of God.

There’s a thing with beauty that when you see it, you wanna hold on to it and talk about it and never let it go. And just going about your life, you’re met with this beauty everyday and not getting to encapsulate all of it is a horror - its a cancerous feeling. Holding on to it, acknowledging it and honoring it feels just as necessary as food, water and air.

Today, I was listening to this beautiful song by Pink Floyd called Comfortably Numb and towards the end, it goes like:

It can’t be said or sang better than that. The pain of letting these glimpses fly away is so strong but we grow older and learn to get numb to this pain. But I look back on this child-like wonder. Which is why you’re reading this. I am learning not to be comfortably numb. So this is first in the series I’d like to call “Corner of My Eye”. I am going to hold onto these glimpses and share them with you.

So, to document the glimpse for today, I want to share with you a scene that keeps coming back to me today. This is a scene from the 10th episode of the 1st season of one of my favorite shows: Community.

A little context as you watch the scene: In their first year at Greendale Community College, Troy(Donald Glover) and Abed(Dani Pudi) are lab partners in a Biology science class and one of their assignments is to take care of a mouse and teach it to respond to a particular song. Troy is afraid of mice, so the assignment doesn't go so good and the mouse escapes from his cage and runs out of the lab. Abed asks Troy to help him find the mouse before it gets exterminated but Troy, being the mouse-phobe he is, refuses so Abed goes off alone. He finds it inside an air vent in the hallway, but it refuses to leave even after Abed starts singing. Troy then appears and joins Abed in singing a duet of the song Somewhere Out There. Let’s just say the mouse ends up loving their sweet singing just as much as I do.

I find this scene so beautiful and this song is filled with some cold blue nightly feeling. It makes me dream and look back at my life. And see how something is at work that brings all these characters together.

We don’t know yet but we are a part of some story and these fragments scattered across Earth(and possibly the entire universe) come together somehow.

You’re a kid and you look up at the night sky and you wonder where’s it’s gonna go and who you’re gonna meet. You say a prayer and hide it away in your chest and forget about it but eventually it’s answered. And “that thing” brings people together and the vignettes of memories are embedded onto the film of your lives. You have to sit through the entirety of the film, from the beginning till the end. For it to make sense; or not make sense in a way that makes sense. And I am not a religious person (because I don’t care much for the logical proof or objective understanding of God and I’ve never been good at giving a fuck about explaining anything to anyone). But I believe in God because I feel Him and experience Him. And I’m always asked how. So that is just a fraction of how. I am patient enough to open my eyes and sit through the film and enjoy it quietly.