Indol Awe
Fluffy Bunny
Registered: May 2001
Location: Nanaimo, BC, Canada
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 Live, Damn you! Liiiiiiiive! :D
It's been a awful long time since I posted anything meaningful on my own silly little page, much less TLF. But, I am now, and there is no reason to fret about time. After all, time goes by only as quickly as you percieve it; clocks and calendars are a reflection of mathematics and machinery rather than reality. Einstein's theory of relativity, the best bead that we have on space/time so far, dictates that as particles accelerate, time changes quantitatively, so perhaps time is indeed a flexible phenomenon, stretched like taffy across the ebb and flow of space and matter. Should we be at all surprised that time is also subject to the moulds of our perceptions? You make the call.
Yes, it feels like it has been some time. Perhaps it has been because life has been moving so swiftly... college is finished now, unfortunately, and I now spend my days working and partying. Ho hum.  I do feel intellectually understimulated though... a month out of school and I already feel as if my mind is starting to vegetate. I haven't even been reading at all. It's sad; I've got a stack of five excellent books waiting for me to rape them with the fine-toothed comb of reason but instead they're sitting on my shelf, neglected and pining for attention. It's sad, really.
But life goes on. You know, it seems to me that so many people are willing to jump up in the middle of their church, their bar, or other place of worship and proclaim their undying appreciation of life, but actually feel more comfortable refusing to really put any effort into living that philosophy. I know that it's easier to sit on a couch and let my mind enjoy its acetone bath and expose myself to spiritually toxic advertisements and erase my sense of irony and become accustomed to believing everything I'm told and reduce my attention span to nothing and... what was my point again? Oh yeah. Well, I know it's easier to do that than to expend the effort to put myself in a state of mind that is prone to joie de vive and creativity as well as a healthy lack of decorum, but... hey, wait, maybe it doesn't have that much going for it.
Partially cutting myself off from this society's way of thinking was probably the healthiest thing I have ever done. I think most people would be inclined to feel the same way but are already so beleaguered with what seem like more immediate problems that they forget that reality is just an experience like any other. It is just a ride, and you know, maybe we've taken the whole debacle too seriously. Most of our problems are self-created - when you realize that the world is a chaotic mess of people spinning uncontrollably on a rock travelling elliptically around a gargantuan fission plant that we named Sol, you'd think that we'd sorta calm ourselves down, realize that everything we do is insignificant, sit back, and just enjoy this ride, right? Well, most people on this side of the planet are still working themselves over that not-so-insignificant stumbling block.
Many of us are so used to thinking in sombre, serious terms that they've forgotten how to enjoy life outside of the socially prescribed set of commericial activities such as sports (equipment! merchandise!), sex (condoms! Britney Spears! inflatable rubber dolls!), drugs (it's Miller Time! [tm]), music (Top 50 grotesque perversions of previous bands' effort!), and... television!
I also think that people generally spend so much time zoning out in front of the TV or the computer or even in casual conversation that it's almost as if they've forgotten that there is a world outside, full of sensations and experiences that cost very little to explore - a world full of interesting people, places, objects and phenomena. Even more distant from most people's awareness, ironically enough, seems to be the internal world - the imagination - where absolutely anything is possible, where creativity flourishes, where you could entertain yourself for hours on end thinking about everything or nothing. (If you're doubt the entertainment value intrinsic in thinking absolutely nothing, might I suggest asking questions of a Buddhist monk?)
People don't so much lose their imagination as they outgrow childhood; rather, they become boring and sedate as adults in a desperate bid for respect, dignity, and security. They have committed themselves to a hara-kiri of the soul, cajoled into braindeath by a societal mindset which prescribes for them codes of conduct which just so happens to include TGI Fridays on NBC. How fucking sad.
In any case, back to my point:
Live, damn you. Live.
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As below, so above and beyond, I imagine.
[This message has been edited by Indol Awe (edited 05-21-2001).]
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