I watched Equilibrium for the first time since my disaffection. It’s a movie set in a post World War III future where feelings have been outlawed due to their volatile nature. The citizens of Libria inject Prozium, a drug that blocks human emotion, at regular intervals. Those that are guilty of “sense offense” are hunted down and executed by the Grammaton Cleric. At the root of it all is the Tetragrammaton, a government that maintains peace through propaganda and brutality.
John Preston, the main character of the story, is a key member of the Grammaton Cleric. He, like other citizens of Libria, isn’t capable of understanding how meaningless life is without emotion. Only when he stops taking his regular interval of Prozium does truly know.
Mormonism is like Prozium. It is a drug that stifles happiness and freedom, but unless you stop taking your intervals, you can’t possibly hope to understand how Mormonism is voiding your life. “Because you’ve never done it, it you can never know it.” If you stop dosing yourself, you risk the Grammaton Cleric revoking your eternal life.
Within the church, I spent far too much time waiting for a better day. Like the people of Libria I existed simply to continue my existence. I wasn’t really living my life, nor did I have command of it. When you live your life like that, “Breath is just a clock, ticking.”
There are so many striking parallels in the movie, but I don’t want to spoil it. I would rather you watch it yourself.