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3rd Annual Summer Blockbuster Lineup

I have yet to post this here, but I thought you might want to check it out.

Video Montage for the 3rd Annual Summer Blockbuster Lineup, hosted by Gateway College and yours truly. For more info you can visit the website at http://g8waycollege.wordpress.com or follow us or them on twitter: @gateway_college & @mattiasalegro

This is one of those projects where, the more I worked on it, the more I second guessed every decision I made. I had to keep taking breaks and coming back to it for a fresh perspective, but in the end I just had to get it done. Probably not as good as last years (https://vimeo.com/38299912) but fun none-the-less. I hope you enjoy it.

I'm really looking forward to this years crop of movies: Oblivion Iron Man 3 Gatsby Star Trek: Into Darkness Fast and Furious 6 Now You See Me After Earth Man of Steel Along with those new movies coming out this summer we'll also be entertaining ourselves with a Fast & Furious Marathon (to include movies 1,3,5, and 6.) So it should be a pretty wicked summer. I'm pretty excited considering three of the new movies are sci-fi.

Song: "If I Lose Myself" by One Republic
Movie Trailers and Clips copyright their respective distributors.
Downloaded using iTunes Trailers.

This is not intended for commercial use, but just an effort to get my friends excited about the summer and to inform them of what is to come. Also these are a lot of fun to make. Regardless I am not making money off this video. Just want to entertain.

On Being Capable of More Than You Know

There's a story in the bible about a pair of twins: Esau and Jacob.

Legend has it that Jacob, the younger, came out of the womb clinging to the heel of Esau. This being the beginning of their story, as well as it's inclusion within the Book of Genesis, one can gather that this will be quite a thrilling tale. There is manipulation: Jacob tricks his older brother into giving up his birthright for a bowl of soup - which Esau famished-ly seeks after a long hunt. There is deception: Jacob putting on goat-skin to fool his father into believing the younger is actually Esau, to gain his father's blessing and inheritance normally given to the eldest. There is rivalry: After Esau finds out, he threatens to kill Jacob, whom decides to get out of dodge with everything he now claims as his own.

It is strange to think that after all this we find that Jacob is actually the protagonist of the story. One starts to feel sorry for Esau, who is barely mentioned throughout the rest of the bible, and is controversially "hated" by God in half of those mentions.

Granted there is no evidence that Esau ever relied on God for much, or even turned to him for guidance throughout his life. However in our acceptance as an audience to dismiss Esau as the text surely does, I believe we have missed a valuable lesson still to be derived from these brothers.

The myth continues years later with Jacob's journey back to the promised land. He is now wealthy and a true leader, but still very much the manipulative boy we have come to know. On his return he realizes that Esau, the older brother who lasts words to Jacob were, "I will kill you." lives/rules the land in which Jacob must pass through. Jacob expects the worst, as he should, and tries to send peace offerings aplenty to his long forgotten brother. Messengers bring word back that Esau is coming to meet his younger brother with 400 soldiers behind him. Jacob must go out to meet him, and surely, he thinks, to his death.

In the wilderness Jacob and Esau meet, for the first time in decades, and having not received a word from Esau as to his intentions, Jacob only assumes the worst; therefore he pleads with his brother on his knees to accept his offerings for forgiveness.

"Nay." Says Esau. "I have enough." He says reassuringly, before embracing (possibly) his brother in peace.

Peace is the moral of the story I was to give the elementary aged kids at Sunday School. I'm sure that's how people have read this brief passage for years. A story of forgiveness. Letting go. This coincides with Jesus later on, so how else would one need to interpret it. In almost a flash it's gone, and Jacob moves on to the promised land.

But as an older brother with two siblings I somehow found a connection with Esau in his statement that day. Esau who was able to get past the hurt and the misgivings of the past in order to move on, start a new life, and build his own kingdom from scratch. Having lost his birthright and inheritance - left with nothing - Esau was rightfully angry, but after years of living with these consequences I think he finally came to a conclusion that many of us never come to, and this is why he was able to forgive Jacob so easily.

Esau didn't need the inheritance or birthright. Esau was strong. He was skilled. He was the older and therefore much more confident than his little brother. In the end, Esau was capable of more than he knew, and had no need of an inheritance to start a life of his own.

Others have often asked me why I decided to join the military. There were many reasons, to be sure, and I'm assuming people expected me to answer accordingly. Benefits and Travel. Skill sets and Discipline. Pride and Duty. However I never answered with those things. To me it was a simple decision that came from an unlikely source. I wanted to give my brother and sister a chance attend college, have a life of their own, and not have to worry about how they were going to afford it. Being the three children of a single mother, I had a choice to make. I could take my indecisiveness and mediocre grades to community college, freeload a bit, and probably use up all my mothers' resources in the process. Or I can forge a path of my own, commit myself to four years of military service, and allow my mother to help my brother and sister - whom I didn't want to have to resort to the military in order to attend college.

I was capable, and so I chose the latter.

This is Esau's conclusion, that in the end he really didn't need the help from his father, but Jacob did. Jacob needed the blessing, as the less confident and meeker sibling (we are told he was essentially a mama's boy), and he needed the inheritance to get him started. Esau was capable by his own will.

Sometimes we may have everything taken away from us. We might be done so wrong as to imagine that our life is completely over, in shambles, and beyond restoring. And yet the story of Esau shows us that is not true. We are capable. We can rebuild. The story isn't over.

Of course, pride got the better of Esau, and I believe this is what separates the two brothers apart in God's eyes. It is for this reason that we find Jacob learning a similar lesson only verses before their reunion.

Jacob has lost his will. Knowing full well that his brother promised to kill him many years before, there is no hope left within Jacob. He has just sent his very large family ahead of him, divided up all his belongings, and sent them in opposing directions so that he might not "lose everything." Except it is clear that Jacob has given up already. He is done. Forfeit. And he straggles behind in his mourning to be alone, and to possibly contemplate his death at his brother's hand.

This is where "the stranger" enters. Some say it is God. Some say it is a messenger of God (an angel?). And still some say it is Jesus.

Regardless it is the most famous account of a human physically wrestling with one not of this Earth, and winning. In the struggle Jacob specifically asks The Stranger to bless him. The Stranger refuses, until he is caught in a hold that he cannot escape. Even after injuring Jacob permanently he still manages to get the better of The Stranger. Jacob wants a blessing, and he will not stop until he gets it. He wants acceptance. He wants what he's wanted his entire life: to be free. To not have to resort to manipulation to get what he wants. To not have to rely on his father or others to have a life. It's as if he's pleading with God, in his last night on Earth, to forgive him of everything he's done up until now - forgoing his destiny, looking for acceptance in all the wrong places, searching for what he believed would make him happy despite the God that could provide true - lasting - desires.

Here in the desert we find a man who has potentially lost everything he has held so close to him, these material blessings that were nothing more than temporary, and he is begging God for a second chance.

"What is your name?" The Stranger asks. Seems like an odd request until we realize that Jacob must say it for himself; must believe in the words for his own sake. I imagine his thought process being very muddled at this point.

(I am deceiver. I am manipulator. I am self-conscience. I am insecure. I am no good. I am worthless. I am lower than dirt. I am not worthy of my father's name, inheritance, or destiny. I am a coward. I am weak. I am a failure. I am unwanted. I am a fool.)

It is easy to see why Jacob wants a blessing at this point. Anything to validate his humanity. Anything to show that he is accepted. This is the main difference between him and Esau however. As Esau relied on himself throughout the years with no remorse, Jacob finally learns to give in to what God has in store. Jacob sheds off his own will in favor of God's, as he goes to Him fully vulnerable and finally, for once in his life, authentic to who he truly is. This is the Jacob that God has wanted to emerge for quite some time. This is the man whom He has placed the covenant of Abraham. Jacob has learned to trust God. Believe in himself. To fight head-on, and not take the easy way out. He asks for a blessing but doesn't realize he has always had it from God himself.

"What is your name?!"

"Jacob!!!!"

"No. Your name is Israel, because you wrestled with God, and you are capable of more than you know. You are blessed, as my creation, and I am with you."

On "Doing Life" Together

Recently I've been sharing some amazing conversations with a couple of good friends at a local hookah lounge. There's something about getting together. Talking. Hashing things out. Listening. Philosophizing. I imagine the greeks doing this. Asking questions that no one has imagined. Offering answers to undiscovered mysteries. Here I offered my own question. A loaded question.

What does it mean to "Do life" together?

Christians have heard this phrase before. We throw it in with "Small Groups" and "Community" every now and then. For those who don't know, "Doing Life" is our new way of saying, "Be involved. Engage. Love people. Carry each other's burdens. Sharpen like iron." etc. We understand this as a Biblical directive. To truly be a follower of Jesus, this isn't optional.

For some of us this means more coffee dates, lunch meetings, intentional conversations, or general one-on-ones where we attempt to catch up, dig in, or be vulnerable with our struggles. The problem is that there's no clear cut formula for "doing life" together. The bible doesn't outline how we can better engage in people's lives. Moreover, we are underestimating the power of relationships as completely organic, changing, and transitional. Though we have ideas of what it means to do life together, as outlined above, I can't help but wonder if these are just starting points, surface level, or altogether empty gestures that miss the example Jesus set for us. I'm not saying these things are completely wrong - from time-to-time - Just that there must be more. 

So I ask again...what does it mean to "Do Life" together?

Is it about catching up? Meeting for coffee once-a-week and sharing our experiences? Is it attending more small groups and bible studies? Planning events that everyone can attend and question "How's it going?"? Is it calling each other out and revealing temptations? Confessing our sins and holding each other accountable?

These are nice things to consider. I don't hold this against anyone. However - what happened to experiencing life together? Finding common interests and exploring these things first hand? Walking the same paths. Sharing the same stories. Connecting with each other through adventure and experience. Talking - I think - is where we've become stuck; to where the "Doing" has been lost on us almost completely.

I illustrated my answer with one of my favorite analogies about life. What I believe God has intended for us. I call it "Uncharted."

Imagine you're in a rainforest. One that - for you - is completely undiscovered (or Uncharted Territory.)

This is what I like to call life - from a completely metaphorical standpoint, of course. Imagine as you go through life, you are walking through any of these majestic locations. Perhaps you're lost, have no clue where you're going, or perhaps there's a specific point on a map that you're trying to get to, but you don't know how. That's the challenge of life. That's the whole adventure.

I can go on and on about why this is an apt analogy for God and our lives, but right now I want to focus a little closer on relationships within these uncharted territories - Our friendships formed by the people we meet along the way. Sometimes we meet people who have been through the path we just came from. Sometimes they have already been to where we are going. We come across fellow adventurers from time to time. We break bread together. Share our stories. Revel in each other's experiences. We may share a couple of nights in each other's company before we move on, with new insight or new motivation to keep us moving forward, unsure if we might ever see them again but hopeful our paths may cross again someday. Sometimes - though - these people are going the same direction as us.

Now imagine ourselves "doing life" in it's current context of coffee dates and lunch meetings. Here is where we see this person in the forest who is going the same direction as us, and we come to a mutual agreement. "You take this route, and I'll take this route, and every now and then we'll find each other and share details about our journey. Then we'll do this again and again. It'll be fantastic. We'll learn so much."

This seems a little strange...doesn't it?

I mean - we're both going the same direction - aren't we? Why are we so adamant about doing this alone? 

This is where I think we've got "Doing life" down wrong. From this perspective it just doesn't make sense. Sure the intentions might be wonderful, and from a purely mentor/disciple relationship I could see something like this working, but even a mentor has to be there to guide you at times. Doing life then should look a little something like inviting the other person along for the journey. Walking the same path. Sharing the same story.

Have you ever done something like this with another person? You get to learn quite a bit about them.

Sometimes you have arguments, and sometimes you share the same blanket. Sometimes you're both swimming under a waterfall, and sometimes one is helping the other hobble on one foot after a bad fall. You're going to experience each other's sounds, smells, and touch. You're going to teach one another new skills. There's going to be laughter, crying, and silence at times - because words are just not enough - or unnecessary. You will take more challenging routes because you're not alone, and there is confidence you can do it together. This is what it looks like, on the adventure of life, to really engage and be involved - "Do Life" together.

It seems that every time I come to a new revelation such as this, that there's another form of media that backs up my hypothesis. So instead of leaving you with a clunky conclusion I'm going to leave you this short film from The Animation Workshop. I stumbled upon it the very night that I expressed these thoughts to my friends at the hookah lounge, and I think you'll understand why I've included it along with this post. It's called "The Reward". Enjoy.

The Truth About Walls

Arguments normally start because one person wants to be honest about how they feel. Do you ever notice that? They are opening up. Becoming vulnerable. Letting the other person see a part of himself that is usually hidden. Whether that be pain, hope, or fears, they are revealing what's inside. Not many people get to see that. It is a very difficult process; being vulnerable.

That's why I don't understand why people avoid arguments. Sure - one could easily get hurt, or wound another, but if we could only learn how to recognize what's happening, discover how to navigate an argument correctly, then at the end of it we could find ourselves that much closer. When two people expose themselves, their inner workings, their heart, to each other, no matter the circumstance, we are at risk of being fully known - little-by-little. Understanding this could save your relationship.

Imagine two people standing across from each other. Each has their ribcage open, like a wardrobe, and their hears glow from within their chest. It's beautiful, this vulnerability - and when one attempted to express themselves, the other was forced to as well. Now imagine one of them is reaching out, approaching this openness, maybe wanting to get a better look. This comes as a surprise, and the other deflects, forgetting that they wanted this. This is when the wall begins to form. Right now, however, it's only a brick for the other to stub their toe on, but that's enough - because it hurts. The reaction has already started.

These are our defense mechanism - and it is quite the mechanism. 

His is recalling past relationships.
Hers is becoming more volatile.
His is pushing her away.
Hers is bringing up his mistakes. 

Either way - it is all selfishness.

Of course - it only started as a brick. It wasn't intended to hurt. You just got scared. You didn't mean to. Sound familiar?

So now it is the other persons turn to try and get closer - wanting to fix what just happened - but in the process they trip over a tiny wall; put up in defense. In the grand scheme of things, it is more of a speed bump, a curb, but it's enough to make you skin something, or fall flat on your face. The pain becomes greater. Then the bricks just start piling on. What started out as a tiny reflex has grown into this. At first it was easy to navigate around the construction, to see the other person, in an attempt to get closer - but one can only run into walls so many times before it becomes unbearable. Ultimately you have two significant walls separating two very hurt human beings, and no longer are either of them trying to reach the other person, because they can't get beyond their respective wall anymore. They are trapped by their own selfishness. They can't see the person on the other side. Still vulnerable. Still open.

Eventually the walls are so high that in order to communicate they have to attach notes onto small rocks and throw them over to the other side. Have you ever been hit by one of those rocks? No one really cares about the message tied to it. All they remember is the pain.

Love is War.

This is the truth about walls. They are nothing more than defense mechanisms. They hurt those closest to us AS they are trying to get close to us. They obscure our vision, and prevent us from communicating what's really going on within.

When the walls get this high, in order to get to the other person, you have to get to their wall first - and there's only ONE way to bring that wall down. It takes something big. A well placed shot. You might have to climb over your own wall first - get to the top - past your own Selfishness. Your own Pride. Your own Hurt. This is why it's so difficult for people, but at this point it is the only way to move forward. You have to man the cannon at the top, and give it all you've got.

To say, "I'm sorry."

Then the other wall goes down. It's amazing what a well intentioned apology can do to bring down one's defenses. Of course, there's still one more wall, and now they can see that. Hopefully they know that your wall was only places there because of your hurt, and now they have to bring it down the same way you did. They have to know that if they don't they'll just run right into it, and hurt themselves again - restarting that reaction.

Bringing down a wall means nothing if the other person doesn't attempt to do the same. Remember - walls are a defense mechanism, and they were never intended to hurt. Account for the hurt that you caused, and those walls come tumbling down.

In my acting class our teacher has us stand across from our partner before we begin an exercise. We are to take each other in. "Look at the person across from you," he says. "This is what a human being looks like. They have pursued dreams, overcome obstacles, and made sacrifices to get where they are right now."

Some tribes, I hear, have a different kind of greeting then our usual "Hello" or "Hi" or "What's up?" You may have seen a version of it used within the movie Avatar. Their form of greeting involves looking at the other person, taking them in, and saying "I see you."

Now imagine two people standing across from each other. Tired. Bloody. Dirty. Damaged.
But still exposed. Still vulnerable. Acknowledge that person. See them. Their hurt. Their sacrifices. Their failures. Their dreams. Their hope. Embrace them. This is how we finally come to a resolution.

The Terribleness of You and Me

Let's face it. We are terrible human beings.

We are terrible sons. We are terrible daughters. We are terrible mothers and fathers. We are terrible friends. We are terrible drivers. We are terrible boyfriends, girlfriends, students, teachers, cooks, socializers, competitors, listeners, communicators, and exercisors.

We have to accept the terribleness of us.

If you're like me, you don't readily accept anything of the sort, and prefer to believe that you are quite the contrary. You are different. I like to believe that I don't make the mistakes of other humans. I tend to assign myself to a position that makes myself the best. I am making an effort to distance myself from the sins of others, to forge ahead a new path for others to follow. I am the example. The leader.

But the truth is I'm not. I can't change society. In fact, society is not looking to change, because we don't believe there is anything that needs to be changed. We are perfectly fine. Others need to change...sure...but not us. We are different. We know what we're doing.

See what I mean?
It's a terrible attitude to have.

We can't ascribe to having it all figured out. We can't be overly cynical, judging the decision of others, and not believe that we aren't capable of doing the same things. There's always room for improvement. We're going to make mistakes, and we have made mistakes, and they will affect others, sometimes permenantly. So we can't assume we'll always have it right. We must be looking to change.

That's the new mindset we have to adopt.

We have to accept that somewhere, everywhere, we are doing it wrong, and then we can seek to improve our condition. Always trying to make things better.

We must be people of progress.
Not people of perfection or particularities.