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Friday, 25 December 2009

  • I wish...

    upon a star. So many things, so many desires that go against reality. Go against fairness, responsibility. I have dreams and aspirations like anyone else.

    Time. Money. Constraints that are worldly, constraints that bind us to the unnecessary. Necessary constraints in our society that bind us to the unnecessary...how coincidentally inconvenient. Counter intuitive.

    Why must we be bound by the chains of society, bound by these expectations, rules, responsibilities. It is drowning me, drowning me slowly. I am struggling to gasp for air, but at the same time, the hope of beating the struggle appears worth it.

    The struggle - my life. My future. My well being. My brain. My worries.

    Existentialism. Purpose. Fulfillment. Self-Actualization. Hurdles to be jumped, mountains to be scaled, lands to be conquered.

    I don't know where I'm going with this. I don't know where I'm going. I want a direction, a certain path. I don't want the foggy, dark, mysterious woods. I'm done with that. I'm done with the thrill of the dark unknown.

Friday, 27 November 2009

Wednesday, 18 November 2009

  • Coming to the realization that you are just like everyone else...you are average...you are normal...how do we deal with this horrible truth? The dreams and ideals that American culture have taught us are false; the individual is not special. Most of us are average...and there's really not much you can do about it. You can fantasize that you'll be a bigshot celebrity...you think that believing it will somehow give you the talent. the motivation. the power. but it never will.

    You will be just another one of us. Another person with another job, another pet, another spouse, another fridge, another car, another house. Working from 9 to 5 in a god forsaken cubicle, desk, office, whatever...staring at a glowing screen for hours at a day. Oh how was your week? School work huh? Getting busy right? Just trying to live through the week? Have any plans for the weekend? Oh I'm sure that'll be fun.

    But some of us get to ride the oceans, some will travel around the globe, some will go into space. Some of us will break free of the cycle and live...to live.

    Let's live to live.

Wednesday, 11 November 2009

  • Nothing Profound

    All my life I have tried to assign existence some sort of meaning, some sort of purpose. My existential crisis tsunamied itself into my life, devastating the house of my mind, removing my mental shelter. Ever since I then I have tried to rebuild those structures. I wanted to make them stronger, I wanted to make them impenetrable. But then I realized, there is no impenetrable defense.

    It is impossible to try to rebuild that security, because a tsunami is an unstoppable force. The tsunami seeks not to destroy you, seeks not to hunt you down and murder you. No, it has no purpose. It is simply part of the equation of the system we call the Earth, of the system we call the Universe. Which is exactly what we must all come to realize.

    Like a tsunami, life has no real purpose other than to exist. Life is just another part of the system. Once you realize what your existential crisis is really trying to teach you, you will realize that the tsunami isn't just a tsunami; its a gigantic wave, begging to be surfed. And you'll ride it, not because you realize you'll be otherwise killed by it, but because that is the only thing to do.

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