Opposites Attract

It puzzles me how people get fascinated by the event of having a full moon, so much so that they put it in the big screen just as the boy leans forward to kiss the girl. If you think about it, all it really does is turn the whole world upside-down. Boy suddenly grows fangs, slowly slithers down towards the girl's neck, and sinks his teeth deep for blood. Not so romantic now, isn't it?

Science tells us that the moon is nothing but a harmless natural satellite that reflects the sun's light. This celestial body orbits around a larger one- commonly known to us as the earth. The planet's water ebbs or flows at a particular place by reason of the gravitational relationship. Ultimately it causes changes in the depth of the ocean; the seashore is submerged at high tide and exposed at low tide.

Human beings too are composed mostly of water. As such, the moon has the same influence over us as it does with the earth. It effortlessly pulls us into different twists and turns, leaving us badly equipped at the face of uncharted areas. A natural response to this would then be to reduce it as a bizarre experience.

Having to be the first man on the moon is definitely strange but that just doesn't happen to be included in my practical to-do-list. Case in point, my last few weeks of existence has shot up the curve exponentially to a weird-high of two unexpected things achieved from what was once a dull horizontal life. First on the line would be the least thing you would anticipate a person to do when he or she is overwhelmingly shouldered by the weight of stress: lying flat on the asphalt road while cars taking a turn at your direction begin wondering since when was it comfortable to stretch out on the street. I guess it was since I had the eyes for a starry, starry night, coupled by the company of friends whom equally shed light to my world. The next one would be the most logical thing a person would do in a situation wherein:

1) Extreme hunger has finally reared its ugly head
2) Gas has become inevitably expensive
3) Cheering up a friend has to be a must, and
4) Alcohol has completely taken over any chance of sanity

-A walk-thru at McDonald's in the middle of the afternoon. We weren't entirely confident to breeze through the driveway assuming the role of just another automobile, as a matter of fact; we stepped on the break pedal a few times only to give way for the real cars. May not be that much of a distance but my odometer tells me that trip alone was enough to call a journey.

Perhaps another aspect is that while people fear for the unexpected spell the moon casts, they can't help but feel the attraction to that slim opportunity of having things in a different perspective, of having to be a changed individual. It is that very same individual who will feel all the more connected to the rest, to the world, and to the universe.