so far from home

There’s an obscure movie called Nomads.  The story line is that an anthropologist, played by Pierce Brosnan accidentally discovers the existence of nomadic evil spirits who then pursue him.

At one point, Brosnan is standing against a railing with his wife, high up and overlooking a city.  He says to her in a achingly lonely tone, ``We are so far from home.``

It`s a haunting line, expressing as it is spoken while he overlooks the anonymous modern city how far we have wandered from our own humanity and have become lost in this world we have constructed.    We have forgotten who we are.

That line comes to me often lately as I look at how we spin toward our own destruction, rarely pausing to assess how the changes we make socially and politically will affect us.  We see the shiny thing dangling in front of us, and we run for it, letting marketing experts and politicians and religious leaders convince us that we need it.

It`s Saturday night, and we are so far from home.