The Last Tempatation

1.

......long yellow sand, walking alone, what is he looking for, ideal, future, life, adventure, love, or the unknown?

He walked through the desert, through the market, through the The lake, walking through the crowd, is like a prophet coming down from the mountain, entering the floating world and sharing the vision seen by the eye of his own mind.

In the middle-aged, many people, many of the brilliant, iridescent dreams in their youth have gradually faded and faded. The pursuits and ideals of the past have gradually dissolved into the hustle and bustle of the mundane world. Dust and dirt have long been infiltrated to the depths of the bones. The persistence and disdain of the past are gradually swallowed up by the triviality, boredom and mediocrity of life. The long river water is like rounded pebbles: harmless, smooth, fine, indistinguishable from each other, the once bright and striking colors are also covered with the same gray.

Or wake up in the middle of the night and be amazed in the daytime. Some people may be frightened by their current appearance and realize that they have become the most contemptuous and despised person. The color is like an ancient mirror covered with dust in an abandoned dark room.

Some people may wake up suddenly, cut off the present, and regain their dream pursuit of the year; while more, after being shocked by the revelation lightning, they babble a few words and fall back into their daily life. In mediocre, trivial and illusory happiness. In one's life, there are at least three opportunities to change one's destiny. Perhaps, when you realize that you are living in the sting and separation caused by the rupture between ideal and reality, you are already standing at the fork in your destiny.


2. The


Road
not Taken

In the yellow woods, there are two bifurcated trails,
unfortunately, I can't set foot in both at the same time.
As a traveler, I stood for a long time, as far as
I could, staring at
the path that twists and turns in the bushes;

another, perhaps better,
Maybe a better choice,
because it is covered with lush grass and invites a hike;
though there
will be the same footprints across there,

in that morning, the two roads are also
littered with fallen leaves, and there are no filthy footprints.
Oh, I leave the former for another day!
I know this road will lead to another, and
I doubt I can look back.

With a sigh I tell this story
many, many years later:
in the woods there are two forked roads, and I-
I chose the one less traveled,
which must make all the difference.

Robert
Frost

2.

The story of Christ's ascension to Golgotha ​​has been sung for countless generations, and aside from "Pseudepigrapha" and folklore, only Marin Scorsese's film caused the uproar, this Movies have been banned and banned in many countries where the Catholic and Christian faiths are dominant, and even listed as unspeakable taboos. In addition to Scorsese's shocking screenplay adaptation of the novel by Nikos Kazantzakis (Νίκος Καζαντζάκης, Nikos Kazantzakis), he also portrays Christ as a flesh-and-blood figure with all the foibles of humanity, who is swayed by an unknown Bai's revelation pushes the path of the Son, and cannot even see through the mortals tempted by the devil Satan. This is nothing less than blasphemous and offensive to those devout believers who regard their faith as sacrosanct. I still remember when I first showed this film in class, there was a little boy who was deeply Christian and ran up to the podium to stop me. However, "God to God and Caesar to Caesar (Render unto Cæsar the things that are Cæsar's, and unto God the things that are God's. [Matthew 22:21])". Every heroic legend has a different interpretation and interpretation in every era. In our era of visual media feasting and joy, why can't a conventional legend be interpreted in another way? Art should challenge stereotypes and authority. If there is no freedom of expression, how can we create?

After Christ experienced the suffering and humiliation of exile, exile, imprisonment, and death, when he carried the cross and ascended Mount Gegeta and was tortured (crucifixion), Satan incarnated as an angel to tempt him He left, took him to marry Mary Magdalene, a prostitute, and began the ensuing marriage and family life. At the moment of death, his twelve apostles (Apostles) appeared and broke Satan's conspiracy With tricks and tricks, Christ realized that these various scenes of worldly life were nothing more than little tricks and dreams by Satan, and when he finally opened his eyes again on the cross, his legend was written, and the drama finally came to an end.

It is very interesting that, aside from the adaptation of Mary the prostitute and Christ, Judas the betrayal becomes a completely positive figure - from the very beginning the killer who tried to murder Christ, his first follower, steadfast. The defender and warrior, and in the end, in order to fulfill the greatness of Christ, he is willing to be a "apostate", a tragic figure who bears the eternal infamy--Judas' anger, doubt, and firmness from the beginning to the final critique has become a throughout the plot. key figure, second only to Christ in importance. If every history is a contemporary history, why can’t every legend be a contemporary one?

Christ experienced confusion, resentment, firmness, hesitation and escape. He wandered the desert looking for revelation, and he Preaching in crowds, gathering believers, he roars in temples, provoking the wrath of the people, he also experiences the temptations of power, wealth, and fame, but in the end, only at the moment of his crucifixion, the temptations of ordinary life , so that he almost fell into it and experienced all kinds of ordinary people's lives. Looking at everything, the ordinary path chosen by all living beings is the most alluring and corrosive, power, wealth and fame, all of which are only based on the bright colors and shimmering light of life itself, like blooming waves. Reflecting colorful and splendid foam under the scorching sun, there is only endless ordinary life, like waves, like a balanced and constant pendulum, day after day, tirelessly, impacting the reef lighthouse standing in the depths of the sea .

EN


1


…Sand after sand, a lonely man is walking in the desert, what is he searching? Is it dream, is it future, is it life, is it exploration, is it love, or is it something unknown?

He walks through the desert, cross the market, among the people, like a prophet from the mountain going down to the floating mundane world, sharing the visions in his eyes of spirit.

After thirties, many men, with their glamorous, splendid dreams in the younger days fading like rainbows, those old pursuits and dreams entangled and mixed in the noisy crowds, the dust and dirt of life, the daily routines and daily messies, have deeply rooted into their hearts and souls, devouring inside. The bygone insistence and distain, are shallowed by the messies, borings, mundanes and mediocres of the daily life. The sharpness and brightness of the younger days, are flattened in the chatting and gossiping of the common people, just like the round, smooth pebbles on the river bed: harmless, smooth, flat, delicate, one like another, all those once bright, vivid colours are all covered and mossed by the same dull shades of grey.

Perhaps, at the midnight, some may awake from the nightmares, some may be shocked in the shivering sunshine at the twelve noon. Some may be anxious by their face and countenances at the present, stroke by the fact that they have become someone they once disliked and disgusted the most. Little by little, dyed with those dark, matt colours by the time and mundane world, just as the forsaken, dusty, ancient mirror in the shadow of a deserted, secret, dark chamber.

Some may be renaissant and revive at once, cut and refuse the messies of the daily life from this moment forward, retaking their dreams from their younger days. Though much more will only murmur a few words to themselves then sink into the mediocre, messies and illusive pleasures of their daily life once again after the initial apostolic flashy shock like the thunder. There are certainly three times to change your destiny in your life, at least. When you aware and realize the stings and pains between your ideal life and the rigid , stubborn real life, you may be just standing at the cross roads of your fate.

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

by Robert Frost


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The story of Jesus going up to Golgotha ​​has been told and sung for countless generations, besides the Pseudepigrapha and common folklore, Marin Scorsese's film has had a great impact on the societies and stirred waves of controversies when it released. The film was banned or censored for several years in many countries with high population of Christianity, even its name was on the list of prohibition once. Besides the shocking and striking plot based on Nikos Kazantzakis'(Νίκος Καζαντζάκης) famous novel under the same title, Scorsese also depicted Christ as an ordinary, fleshy man with all the weakness of the mankind, who was pushed onto the route of God the son by some unknown prophecies, without recognizing the disguise of Satan. This is, for those faithful and devout Christians with holy, inviolable belief, kind of blasphemy and violation,a shit on the face. I still remember, the first time I played this film in the classroom, a Christian boy stood up and came to stop me. but “render unto Cæsar the things that are Cæsar's, and unto God the things that are God's. Ἀπόδοτε οὖν τὰ Καίσαρος Καίσαρι καὶ τὰ τοῦ Θεοῦ τῷ Θεῷ. [Matthew 22:21])” Every heroic legend will be interpreted and explained in every new era. In this pleasing, abundant visual banquet of our times, why not have another interpretation for a conventual legend? Art itself should challenge the formal rules and authorities — without free expression, how will creation be possible?Ἀπόδοτε οὖν τὰ Καίσαρος Καίσαρι καὶ τὰ τοῦ Θεοῦ τῷ Θεῷ. [Matthew 22:21])” Every heroic legend will be interpreted and explained in every new era. In this pleasing, abundant visual banquet of our times, why not have another interpretation for a conventual legend? Art itself should challenge the formal rules and authorities — without free expression, how will creation be possible?Ἀπόδοτε οὖν τὰ Καίσαρος Καίσαρι καὶ τὰ τοῦ Θεοῦ τῷ Θεῷ. [Matthew 22:21])” Every heroic legend will be interpreted and explained in every new era. In this pleasing, abundant visual banquet of our times, why not have another interpretation for a conventual legend? Art itself should challenge the formal rules and authorities — without free expression, how will creation be possible?

After experiencing exile, abandon, imprisonment, threat of death and humiliation, Jesus Christ went onto Golgotha ​​with cross on his back, the one he once built for others. When he suffered from the crucifixion, Satan came to tempt him in form of an angel , guiding him to meet Mary Magdalene he married her and started a daily, ordinary, family life with her. Until his last breath, his twelve Apostles [8] appeared, broke the illusions and tricks of Satan. Then Jesus Christ realized that all the scenes in his daily life are just a little trick and dream created by the Dæmon. When he opened his eyes on the cross once again, his legend was written, and the theatre was done.

Interestingly, besides Merry Magdalene and Jesus Christ, the betrayer Judas, is a vivid and honest character. From an assassin trying to murder Jesus, then his first fellow, faithful and loyal defender and warrior, and the final “betrayer” forming the great, saint, holy Jesus Christ, he is a passionate yet tragic persona. His initial angries, doubts, then faith and the final loyal words makes him a key character through the plot, whose importance is second to that of Jesus Christ. If every history is a contemporary history, why not every legend will be another contemporary legend?

Jesus experienced puzzels, angst, faith, doubts and evades, he wondered in the desert, searching for enlightenment; he preached in crowds, gathering believers; he roared in the temples, arising the anger of the people; he experienced the temptation of power, wealth and fame, and finally, at the moment of his crucifixion, the common daily life successfully tempted him and made him sank into it. All in all, the usual path that daily people take is the most tempting and corroding one. All the power , wealth and fame are just some additional vivid colours and sparks of life itself, like the beautiful, splendid bubbles of waves under the hot, golden sunshine. Only the endless common daily life, like the tides and waves, like the eternal pendulums, striking the reef and beacon standing in the deep ocean, endlessly, tirelessly.

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