I am watching the opening ceremonies of the 2008 Olympic Games. Silent tears stream down my face and I am unsure why. Maybe it's because I haven't slept a full night in almost a month. But, I really think it has more to do with the raw symbolism behind everything in the production of this, the beauty, the pride. In Chinese, eight is an auspicious number (as it in Buddhism). Leading me to me leave that they ingrained the symbolism and their hopes and their beliefs not only into the displays and the performances, but the date that this is occurring - 8/8/08.
Quite simply breathtaking, amazing.
