Story: "The One"

What I connect to the Term

"The One" in each movie would be someone who is special, but not only special like everyone or the other might be - something more than that! Something more, eventually so far beyond the reach of anyone else that the term 'The One' would be adequate - but less than beyond or above is he simply 'destined' for a given purpose.
Who is he? What makes him?
Like "Thomas A. Anderson" he might just be the Ordinary guy, as unspecial as ... "the Special" in the Lego movie. Or clearly ... as ... 'under-estimatable' as I am.

What does it take to be special? ... What would 'the One' - I.R.L. - be doing for us?

I guess I'm not the only one who "back in the days" fancied to be some Super Hero, 'the Chosen' or "the One" - and most likely not the only one with a self-esteem like that. As I grew older I had to lay those things aside - most certainly because it feels stupid to fancy some of that. It's like: "Hahaha! He thinks he is the One!".
Either way did life catch me at some point - but - the way it caught me ... that isn't just some weirdo story! We'll say that whatever we did in the past determined our future - and that future, my 'present', is as heavily scarred by that event back then as our Solar System by the Gravity of our Sun. It was a Choice - and stupid choices, well, are told to have consequences. My life - well - is a consequence like that.

It was during my time in the Philippines, a Story I might have told often enough but may as well have to tell again, while I was in College - that I found this book and through that book I came to an insight. It was one of those Seventh Day Adventist: "What is written in the Revelation of John" type of books - but what mattered to me is that I had never thought to look at the Roman Catholic Church as the Prophecied Evil - but while I was doing so back then it made sense. It made enough sense for me to reconsider. All of a sudden the Bible was no longer "just a book", but it was a book that contained guidance, some sort of Key or Hints at our time. I had the insight that a lie this big shouldn't be able to exist but it does, and that the pitty is that nobody knows the Truth. So I wanted to know all there would be to know to destroy those lies - starting to know it better than this book could tell me. [...]

Years later, well, after I found about the Garden of Eden, it didn't make sense to me that Fate had taken me that way for no reason. Could I be the one? Well, sure - in some way of the definition! This suggestion, that one I did make clear to myself, was believable and yet I would have to see how my life would go on! And ... it didn't stop! It got more and more. There was enough for me to get immersed to - being a Bible Freak of sorts - for a lot of time; Extending far beyond the Bible though. I so, as folks might call it, drifted into my own little Universe. A Universe built on the fundamental Truths of God that I've learned and defined by whatever inspired me at the time.
Some times it may not have looked as though there were a point to what I did, but I did grow through writing - and within that Growth I eventually got to the point where I became concerned of the future. As I thought of it, I was inspired to play around with a Governmentless concept of Civilization, but what it lacked was someone to start it. After the whole Matrix-2-Reloaded thing happened to me, well, it made sense for me to take that seriously. I was reluctant because anything about "someone to start it" would be shady, full of riddles and nonsense, but something like the skill associated to "the Seal of the One" as I call it, if we may call it skill at all, itsn't - or wasn't - too much beyond and objective thing.

The "Skill"

It happened quite early that I began to realize "it". I at first called it "the Matrix". After I thought of it some more - I tried to call it "Joe". That because at the time the Trailers to "My Friend Joe" were running and I thought it'd be adequate to credit the apparent intellect or mind that would be behind that Phenomenon. I had the "feeling" - thats the straight way of putting it - that the Music I was listening to was talking to my thoughts. Eventually that made me crazy, somewhat schizophrenic or whatever - but after I realized that I shouldn't treat it like something that is actually talking to me that much was clear!

For some time I didn't really think of it - but every now and again got to the point and I found it hard to tell or express or to make otherwise comprehensive what I mean or how I behold it. Well, some movies here or there do - I suppose - hint at it, and ... so, I at least didn't feel alone. "Sorry dude", but its got to be!
I used to hang out with that guy and all knew that I was a Christian. So, he used to play some arbitrary Music while we would play some games on the Game Cube or X-Box. I pretty well remember those days we played "Def Jam: Vendetta" - where the Music was clearly on my side but I dared not to speak of it. Some other time he turned off the console, turned on the TV, switched to a channel, made a pose, and the Ad that was running resonated to it. I mean, what I try to say is that within this context or condition the whole topic looses its point. Anyone could be anything - shit bla and stuff.

Sometime earlier to "when it happened" I began to once more think about it, thinking about myself, my past with it, the fact that I can't even shake it - that its immanent - that in terms of "Joe"/"the Matrix" I'm like Las Vegas crossed with a Christmas Tree; And so I played the Matrix Reloaded and jointed it with the King of my Castle tracks that I've had - and that basically just to either fail or to succeed; As a Test in time to check if what I was thinking is bullshit.
"Must be the Reason why I'm freeing my trapped Soul" - Jeaopardy Music - "What is the Matrix?" :-P

Well yea - after that, some time after, I took it one bit further. I dug the Matrix Reloaded, then I got into Matrix 1 which I thought was from a Motion Pictural perspective much more difficult "to do" - but it worked, no matter what. So, eventually one day I got back home, smoked some pot, did it again, and at some point I was just bored and let the Movie play.
I smoked another pot, looked up, and in that slow motion of my vision the "Door Opened". I thought: Yea well, that would be the perfect example! Easy to remember! Then I thought: Well, I would be stupid if I were to jump around in the movie now! I should take note of the Tracks that followed - and see it through to the end.

Effectively there is not much skill to it - it simply happens from the individual symbiosis with the Most High! I guess everyone who is internally somewhat close to him, unaware or not, can relate to this unknown specialness of the own self. Those might wonder for what it is that makes it so, not believing that it could be God, less than that the Christian God! But I know God as a Dude - the Creator of Weed - "the Most High!".

And thats in about it!