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I jest of course, it is only by cultural pressures that we treat intellectual ideals and paradigms like three year old asses that need to be slapped. A sad state of affairs indeed, and one that did not always exist.
"Why?" My friend asks in a proportion that is kind to his A.D.D. "Why do you not want to do this?" "Why not that" "Why don't you drink some alcohol" "Why not try this" "Why not sleep over" "Why not go hunting ..." "Why do you care about physics?"
Through the course of our friendship I have been berated with these questions and have tolerated all but the last one, to which I responded, "You and I have different views of life. Whereas you are inclined to think of life in mere context of domestic nature, you necessarily must shut off all interest in the grand scheme of the universe. I am the exact opposite. The universe is the omega, the alpha, and the beta. It is where everything was born from, it is where everything will go, nothing transcends it in value, and it is the ultimate puzzle to which I must control. Control is the only thing a human is good for, and most minds seek to utilize their wills for domestic things for they give up on believing they can affect the vastness of everything. I view this as limiting what life is, by conceding it a limit to which it cannot transcend. I don't believe in limits, and I see that form of life as the ultimate depression via stagnation. Apathy and existentialism, are for fools who by narrowly focused ego's preserve their inert need to feel powerful, but shelter themselves from the true reality of their weak minded ambitions."
Sean hasn't asked me any more questions in a while.
Sean has developed into what I predicted he would.
He lives by the rules of society, his environment. For that is where his mind has been focused or perhaps molded to. He understands what he must do to achieve higher ranking and popularity and unfortunately for him, obstacles exist that bar him from achieving what he wants~ he has an extreme phobia from girls. Nevertheless, in this mindset he is willing to do what is deemed proper by society to achieve his goals. Stereotypically cool things like airsofting, stealing, alcohol, parties, but not cigarettes (because cigarettes are now denounced by society) are things he utilizes to compensate for his shortcomings. He does have a moral outlook, but it lends him little inertia towards doing things that are illogical but his desire for fun and adrenaline often trumps any "good-boy" qualities. He'd gladly go out and shoot ducks with his airsoft gun just for the feeling it gives him... and when I refuse and take the gun from him, he doesn't understand... it's not like it's causing any pain to us or him... why must I refrain from doing fun activities? What's wrong with "me?" I try to teach him but I'm afraid I'm fighting an uphill battle. Intellectuals are lame. Remember? He's more inclined to listen to a pedophile talk about drugs than me talk about moral philosophy.
(Ha.. perhaps the reason I berate him so is because I feel like I can not control him from society. Thus, I denounce him as any human denounces what it can not manipulate and control.)
But we do have fun. When it's good and clean. And he has taught me a lot too.. He has taught me to come out of my shell and participate with others. To not be so offended by society and to take risks I otherwise would never have. Perhaps if we could find a medium to where we compromise we'd be the perfect beings. Ha...
I love riding on his boat. Wakeboarding. Skiing. Talking about "Fiiiiiiishin" and just the way the water sprays on my body in a cool mist sheltering me from the Texas sun. It's that conquering of nature, the establishing of equilibrium in the face of adverse conditions that makes one feel in so control. So powerful. So mighty. and ... so lonely. The boat itself just represents another compensatory tool for Sean, who purchased it without the financial backing to do it... but it's fun and fun trumps logic. If it doesn't.. then you're a nerd and boring and lame...remember?
But Sean, Sean does have a self-conscious, it's just not always present. He's a nice guy, and when it comes down to it.. whether his intent is evil or not, he'd help anyone out with any kind of crisis. He does have somewhat a direction in life, and he has never gotten into a fight. Despite his insecurity when it comes to girls, he's very secure when it comes to socializing with friends. He'll invite anyone to come along, and we often have 12-15 people play airsoft with us... 20-30% of whom the rest of the posse never met.. because Sean knows these guys don't have friends, and he doesn't judge them and allows them to have a life with us... it's what we did when we first met.. neither of us had much of a life, but we started being friends and I'm glad I never turned my back. Sean, I would contend.. would do anything for me and I anything for him should the need arise. Sean may use society to dictate to him how to act in things where he's unsure of himself, but where he does have ideas.... in treating other "human" people.. he is completely at odds with society and fashions his own original being that I think, if nurtured... would lead him to success.
We all look to our environment to conduct ourselves in ways it dictates.. if we don't have our own niche to do so. It's just like the market place... If I have a hammer, how do I know what to sell it for? it could be 5$ in America... but in Africa it could go for 25$ ... I let the market tell me what to sell it for... in this way, we all have goals... we all want friends, a sex life, and experiences... well what is the "price" of those things? One quickly finds out that one must conduct themselves in the behavior or mannerisms of what is cool in order to bargain love and friends... unless of course, one finds a niche in the market that directly complies ith their personality traits.. I know for a fact that if I try and walk into a school with a physics book and suspenders people will quickly label me an outcast and I'll be what furbies are now... a lame product.
But I have strong beliefs, and I do believe that a life that is currently pursued by this society is not a life worth living.. thus I search for the one who complies with me... who values intellectual pursuits... who inspires me.. and who I inspire them...
why has society lost its way so? Heh... that's a whole nother essay
I jest of course, it is only by cultural pressures that we treat intellectual ideals and paradigms like three year old asses that need to be slapped. A sad state of affairs indeed, and one that did not always exist.
"Why?" My friend asks in a proportion that is kind to his A.D.D. "Why do you not want to do this?" "Why not that" "Why don't you drink some alcohol" "Why not try this" "Why not sleep over" "Why not go hunting ..." "Why do you care about physics?"
Through the course of our friendship I have been berated with these questions and have tolerated all but the last one, to which I responded, "You and I have different views of life. Whereas you are inclined to think of life in mere context of domestic nature, you necessarily must shut off all interest in the grand scheme of the universe. I am the exact opposite. The universe is the omega, the alpha, and the beta. It is where everything was born from, it is where everything will go, nothing transcends it in value, and it is the ultimate puzzle to which I must control. Control is the only thing a human is good for, and most minds seek to utilize their wills for domestic things for they give up on believing they can affect the vastness of everything. I view this as limiting what life is, by conceding it a limit to which it cannot transcend. I don't believe in limits, and I see that form of life as the ultimate depression via stagnation. Apathy and existentialism, are for fools who by narrowly focused ego's preserve their inert need to feel powerful, but shelter themselves from the true reality of their weak minded ambitions."
Sean hasn't asked me any more questions in a while.
Sean has developed into what I predicted he would.
He lives by the rules of society, his environment. For that is where his mind has been focused or perhaps molded to. He understands what he must do to achieve higher ranking and popularity and unfortunately for him, obstacles exist that bar him from achieving what he wants~ he has an extreme phobia from girls. Nevertheless, in this mindset he is willing to do what is deemed proper by society to achieve his goals. Stereotypically cool things like airsofting, stealing, alcohol, parties, but not cigarettes (because cigarettes are now denounced by society) are things he utilizes to compensate for his shortcomings. He does have a moral outlook, but it lends him little inertia towards doing things that are illogical but his desire for fun and adrenaline often trumps any "good-boy" qualities. He'd gladly go out and shoot ducks with his airsoft gun just for the feeling it gives him... and when I refuse and take the gun from him, he doesn't understand... it's not like it's causing any pain to us or him... why must I refrain from doing fun activities? What's wrong with "me?" I try to teach him but I'm afraid I'm fighting an uphill battle. Intellectuals are lame. Remember? He's more inclined to listen to a pedophile talk about drugs than me talk about moral philosophy.
(Ha.. perhaps the reason I berate him so is because I feel like I can not control him from society. Thus, I denounce him as any human denounces what it can not manipulate and control.)
But we do have fun. When it's good and clean. And he has taught me a lot too.. He has taught me to come out of my shell and participate with others. To not be so offended by society and to take risks I otherwise would never have. Perhaps if we could find a medium to where we compromise we'd be the perfect beings. Ha...
I love riding on his boat. Wakeboarding. Skiing. Talking about "Fiiiiiiishin" and just the way the water sprays on my body in a cool mist sheltering me from the Texas sun. It's that conquering of nature, the establishing of equilibrium in the face of adverse conditions that makes one feel in so control. So powerful. So mighty. and ... so lonely. The boat itself just represents another compensatory tool for Sean, who purchased it without the financial backing to do it... but it's fun and fun trumps logic. If it doesn't.. then you're a nerd and boring and lame...remember?
But Sean, Sean does have a self-conscious, it's just not always present. He's a nice guy, and when it comes down to it.. whether his intent is evil or not, he'd help anyone out with any kind of crisis. He does have somewhat a direction in life, and he has never gotten into a fight. Despite his insecurity when it comes to girls, he's very secure when it comes to socializing with friends. He'll invite anyone to come along, and we often have 12-15 people play airsoft with us... 20-30% of whom the rest of the posse never met.. because Sean knows these guys don't have friends, and he doesn't judge them and allows them to have a life with us... it's what we did when we first met.. neither of us had much of a life, but we started being friends and I'm glad I never turned my back. Sean, I would contend.. would do anything for me and I anything for him should the need arise. Sean may use society to dictate to him how to act in things where he's unsure of himself, but where he does have ideas.... in treating other "human" people.. he is completely at odds with society and fashions his own original being that I think, if nurtured... would lead him to success.
We all look to our environment to conduct ourselves in ways it dictates.. if we don't have our own niche to do so. It's just like the market place... If I have a hammer, how do I know what to sell it for? it could be 5$ in America... but in Africa it could go for 25$ ... I let the market tell me what to sell it for... in this way, we all have goals... we all want friends, a sex life, and experiences... well what is the "price" of those things? One quickly finds out that one must conduct themselves in the behavior or mannerisms of what is cool in order to bargain love and friends... unless of course, one finds a niche in the market that directly complies ith their personality traits.. I know for a fact that if I try and walk into a school with a physics book and suspenders people will quickly label me an outcast and I'll be what furbies are now... a lame product.
But I have strong beliefs, and I do believe that a life that is currently pursued by this society is not a life worth living.. thus I search for the one who complies with me... who values intellectual pursuits... who inspires me.. and who I inspire them...
why has society lost its way so? Heh... that's a whole nother essay
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