The Living Dead

When "The Living Dead" is said, one tends to think of a cheesy zombie horror movie.


You know.


The kind of movie where the slow moving zombies inch closer and closer to the mansion; all the while the trapped survivors try to stay just that: survivors. The lethargic zombies wonder around aimlessly, until the scent of life strikes them, and they attack viciously mumbling something about brains. The survivors beat them off, but some still manage to get whacked. And then the sunrise comes, and the rest of the survivors get away safely.


Well, just for kicks and giggles, this scenario isn't all that far off from what happens in this life/world/existence/whateveridontknowyoudecide. You see, what drives us all inside is something that dates back before historians record, goes beyond the explanation of science and the laws of nature, and defies all sequential thinking which we pride ourselves on. We are driven by


purpose.


For some strange reason our existence is based totally on something which, most of the time, we do not even know the meaning of in the context of our lives. An abstract feeling of design or want of design from ourselves or some other celestial being. We find ourselves groping in the dark (wandering aimlessly, if you will :] ) at an idea which has taken no shape in our own minds.


So in a sense, we're all or have been a zombie at some time in our lives.

But instead of brains, its purpose we're after. And yes, that is the strangest analogy I've ever made.

And when morning comes, the zombies are dead for good and forgotten once more.

And the survivors go on to fulfill their lives.

But I digress.


So if those are the zombies, who are the survivors? Those with brai- I mean, purpose of course. You see, someone who has it figured out, someone who has a purpose, is going in some direction. They tend to have a plan or ambitions and goals (that actually impact their lives). The zombies of the world try to drag the survivors down, persuading the purpose driven folk that there is no point, that all is lost and that everything is floating in a sea of empty, meaningless, nothing.

However, I beg to differ.

It's like trying to solve a problem or trying to fix something. It's never clear before you have it done, but once it is, you think "Man, I'm an idiot! That was so easy!" Purpose makes things become clear. It gives direction and pace in a vast plethera of descisions, choices, and people. It is what creates successful, happy people.


So without purpose, we tend to go one with our lives in whatever fashion it so happens to fall into, trying to return those who are still alive or have become alive back to searching for an ambiguous idea. We are zombies. But with purpose comes great things.



With purpose comes life.


And maybe, just maybe, after the night is gone,



Sunrise.





So here's the challenge, and it's pretty easy.

1) look for purpose

2) Answer these questions in a comment: What does the sunrise symbolize?What about Brains, Zombies, or Survivors?



hahaha think about purpose where it says "they won't stay dead" (look at the poster).