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Thursday, May 19, 2011

And The Key Is.....

                Last night a miracle occurred. You woke up from your mid-sleep with a wet pajama because of your cold sweat. It was hot last night? No, it’s quite cold, the snow froze over the roof, fence and twigs outside. Maybe some people needed thick-skinned coat to warm up their body. Someone knocked on your window, three times, slowly but you could hear that inside my head. You thought it was not someone, it was the light, like a sunshine and dazzled. You temporarily blinded by the glare. What was that? You almost scream to wake your Mom up in the next room. But the light broke through the window so fast. A shapely light flied on my ceiling. A big anemone! It moved friskily then stopped on your bed side. You could say nothing when the light turned into a woman’s body inch by inch. Unbelievable, it’s like Liv Tyler – my idol! But….Oh, my God, something in the wind! Is it an angel? You were giving up for dead, like God listed on life record? You needed to cover your head from its beautiful but dangerous hand.
                In short, the angel showed around you to some parts of the world. Angel promised you to send you back on the bed after you understood something. Earth Fairy’s duty is keeping earth safe from every wickedness. And also come to people who confuse with something about earth – world. Your big question. What was that? You smelled your confusion about the word “globalization”, and no one could solve that moreover your brilliant Sociology teacher. He couldn’t explain you “globalization” clearly, because he just read the meaning from Wikipedia.com. So poor! Then your short term adventure began.
                First place you visited was a public building in a capital city of country – giant country. You fell in a small room, with a white circle wall rounded there. A man with a soft necktie smiled at you. He was about 50 years old, grey hair, little fat but good looking. He made you remember with Donald Trump.
                “Globalization is a period of freedom for every country in this world. Trade, politic, humanity, culture, technology are a universal language for people. It’s also a chance for superior country to prick on its sharp fangs. War, chaos, conflict, anything.”   He said slowly then laughed. I felt eerie. War, chaos, conflict ? Freedom ?
                Second place was a slum in suburban area. So many suburbanites, slept under cardboard, stinky blanket. Some made bonfire against the snow and starvation. You drew near them. A woman who was sitting with her sleeping baby talked to you. Openfaced – bore a cross.
                “I can’t understand why this millennium throws people like us. We have nothing even an identity card. We sold it last night, maybe yesterday, a month or a year ago. Sometimes we have to sell our organ, just because we have to raising up this kind of holy creature. I don’t know, they don’t know. It’s possible we killed by the time. While the other who have their authority grin day by day. This is the real world, right ?  Sharp and modern.”
                She looked so down. A bitter smile appeared. The she offered you a toast – not really a toast, it was yesterday maybe three days ago toast. It was the house of maggots, wriggled. You wanted to vomit.
                Next place. You met a career woman. Bright, optimistic, smart, and never gave up. She walked with her phone, small bag around her hand. A pair of red glamour high heels fitted on her slim foot. Tak…tak…tak…tak…It was the sound of her walk, fast and sure. Confident.
                “This is the life, move, move, faster, better. Get what you want. Be with the world. Make the same of world beat. Thanks globalization, you made woman can survive herself. Without man, no doubt. It’s time to show your speed, confident. Proof that you can change the world with this mouth and also brain.”
                She made you believe that now day everybody appreciate woman emancipate. That’s good!
                Next place. You walked through the marble floor. You entered the room – maybe bedroom.
                “Hi,” he smiled at you. A boy with big eye glasses – thick frame like your smartest friend in class.
                “E…..” You stunned with everything there. Computer, robots, cables, mini television, so many electronic tools. That was the future room. You’re in Japan!
                “Let me answer. Globalization is our creativity to make something new, INOVATION! Because the world ruled by technology, robot, and researchers – like me. Hahahaha….You can’t phone your Mom without this thing, or you impossible to greet your friend inexpensively without a network. It’s a fast world.”
                Big wow! Robotic artist! How can he manage his brain, you questioned.
                Fifth place. A class. Ordinary class. But the students there were so active and looked smart. No one did nothing. A cute young girl came to you. She look so well dressed with long shock covered her calf. She was very shinny. Was it an inner light? Smartness?
                “Globalization. So profitable, right? Because now day each people has the window of the world. By facebook, twitter, Wikipedia, cell phone, books, google. Everything. Everyone can learn everywhere, everytime. I dare say that it’s possible for human to upgrade their smartness without school. We are the lucky generation of all time.”
                You nodded. You understood. She was right.
                `The next place. You were sent in a big plateau. The plateau was barren. You walked through the plateau. In the end of it there was an “ex-river”. The river was dry and loaded a mountain of stinky trash. Nothing left except
                Someone called your name. A man with a hat on his head. He looked so gloomy.
                “I am an ecologist. It’s not fair that God sent me to this earth as an ecologist because until now I can’t fix this problem. Look at this poor baby,” he pointed at the river, “Give me an idea to change people’s brain. No one care with this condition if there are still water in their house. It’s so selfish, right? I can predict if this condition will go on for two years later, those factories keep continue of polluting this river, people just wait a disaster attack.”
                You nodded. You could feel what was the man felt. This world missed an awareness.
                The last place. It was a quite shadowy room. You heard a woman cried. You tried to find the source of voice. A woman was sitting on the corner of the room, her face was covered by her curly hair.
                “Are you okay?”
                “I’m okay.”
                Deg. It’s not a woman. It’s a plastic monster woman. You couldn’t see her face anymore.
                “I wanna be beautiful. I wanna be beautiful. Look at me, it is Jolie’s mouth, Jules’ nose, Penelope’s eyes, and…..”
                “Stop it!”
                You ran away from her. Ran and ran. She tried to run after you with her hand almost reached your shoulder. Oh, no!
                Bruuukkkkk…The angel sent you back to your bedroom. You could breathed again – free from monster woman! None the worse you were still confuse. What’s globalization? There were so many definition!
                “Is it clear for you?”
                You shook your head. Angel smiled at you.
                “Globalization is you.” Angel said then turned into the light, came out from the window. You stunned.
                What’s the meaning of “you”. You thought that word deeply. As the seconds went by you thought deeper and deeper. Hai! Suddenly you jumped! You got it. Globalization is you – depend on you – your attitude in a combat of life while the world made headway.

               
               
               



               

                

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