The barriers we have to pass before becoming freedom fighters

Joaquin 2021-12-27 08:01:26

Fernandi is a little bull who loves flowers very much.

He has lived in a place called Bull's House since he was a child. In addition to him, there are many of his friends here. They were grown up under such an education since they were young: in the future, they will either become a bullfighting or a beef cow. The former is obviously the most correct pursuit of a cow in his life.

Fernandi, who only loves flowers and peace, didn't want to have such a bull, so he fled the bull's house. He was fortunate to have a good time of "poetry and the distance" in Nina's ranch. Before he knew it, he had grown into a big bull. Because of an accident, he was caught back to the Bull's House. This means that he will be forced to become a bullfighter again.

Fernandi once again planned to escape from the Bull's House and live a free life. In the process, he saw through the education of their destiny by the Bull House, and he found that a bull, whether it became a bullfight or a beef bull, would die tragically and without dignity. Therefore, this time to flee and fight is not a fight for life and death, but the inner freedom and desire.

Think about it, are we now "a little bull"? In my heart, I always look forward to being myself, pursuing freedom, and living the long-distance life. When faced with challenges, they will also run away. However, after all, it was an arrangement that could not escape fate. We will also be forced to join the battle, or willing to let fate kill.

The difference between this is whether you just evade blindly for the sake of an ethereal freedom. Or in the name of freedom, refuse to fight.

Before we truly become ourselves or live the life we ​​want, we must go through some twists and turns like Fernandi, wrestling with these levels with our inner desires, to break through the non-this set by our destiny. That is, his dead end rule.

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Ferdinand quotes

  • Angus: [blindly stumbling about the yard, trying to blow his hair out his eyes] Ooh! Who did that! Oh, who pushed me? Who? Who... .

    [bumps into the tractor]

    Angus: It was YOU, wasn't it?

    Ferdinand: Actually Angus, it was me.

    Angus: Aw, I'm doomed. I'm doomed, I'm doomed, I'm doomed! Primero picks a bull tomorrow, and I'm talkin' to a bloomin' tractor!

  • Angus: [Ferdinand figured how to get his hair out of his eyes for the first time in his life] I can see! Look, a rock! And another rock!

    [sees Lupe]

    Angus: And the world's most ugliest dog! And there it is, my nemesis! I'm comin' for YOU, ye wee wooden devil!

    [charges the barrel and destroys it]

    Angus: I did it! I finally beat you!

    [Jumps up and down on it]

    Angus: Beat you! Beat you! Beat you! Beat you! Beat you! Oh, look at that, that's spectacular!

    [he goes to admire the view across the countryside]

    Angus: You've given me a fighting chance, Ferdinand. Why would you do such a thing?

    Angus: If we don't look out for each other, who will? Besides, it wasn't that big of a deal.

    Angus: It was for me.