I guess that's what we tend to see so often out there, around us, today. We get pounded with "what do you like? what do you get pleasure out of?" and whatnot? so... we become emotionally blind to those in front of us. Should the way each of us transposes their feelings into actions, attitudes and vibrations (be it word, be it touch or simple gestures) be considered a form of written communication, most of those I know are practically dyslexic.
What concerns me most, however, is that a lot of the same folks I know gradually develop a more and more potent form of alexia... like... when someone breaks your trust and turns the one you were into a defiled form of your own self? And then you hear people "no, you can't feel something, anything just like that, for anyone!" - then, I wonder, how the fuck can one plummet from a decent person into a cold hearted humanoid? I mean... if that's possible - and we all know it is, since we've seen it with our own eyes, most likely - why isn't the opposite allowed to happen? Ah, no, wait... it takes time to build, right... :-) It takes mere instants to obliterate, however.
All those days we spend waiting won't come back, just as the title song claims, for time is no boomerang to turn tail and run back into our arms. Would've been nice, though. :-)
Is it perfection or vanity to be able to lie to ourselves and talk ourselves into whatever we feel like becoming? I don't know and I don't really care... or that's what I'm trying to talk myself into. I can barely spot a few glimpses of success, however.
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Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Sunday, April 18, 2010
People
I was having this chat with a friend last night and it struck me: people facing a relationship are like envelopes and stamps. Each one of them is the envelope, while the other one is the stamp.
That envelope if filled with hopes, dreams, virtues and flaws. In order to get a good bond, however, the envelope must be clean enough on its exterior, so the stamp may adhere to. On the stamp side, it must have a decent, evenly distributed layer of glue.
Now, that's the passive side of things... As we all know - those enough fortunate of us to know how an envelope & a stamp look & feels like - the glue needs to be prepared so as to activate and adhere to the envelope. It must be hydrated so it activates - and that, in an even & balanced manner.
Meh... details... analogies... all in vane, in the end, should either part not want to become compatible with the other one, toward that common goal - the bond.
Rant over, too much text for one day. :-)
Good luck and good hunting!
That envelope if filled with hopes, dreams, virtues and flaws. In order to get a good bond, however, the envelope must be clean enough on its exterior, so the stamp may adhere to. On the stamp side, it must have a decent, evenly distributed layer of glue.
Now, that's the passive side of things... As we all know - those enough fortunate of us to know how an envelope & a stamp look & feels like - the glue needs to be prepared so as to activate and adhere to the envelope. It must be hydrated so it activates - and that, in an even & balanced manner.
Meh... details... analogies... all in vane, in the end, should either part not want to become compatible with the other one, toward that common goal - the bond.
Rant over, too much text for one day. :-)
Good luck and good hunting!
Superhuman powers
We all have them. Keep the trust issue at hand, from my previous post.
We're living in a perverted world, where one must first prove their innocence before being able to prove their virtues. We thus start in a "negative self" position and we need to put ourselves on the line so we can prove we're harmless to those around us. It usually exhausts one, chews their energy right off - this sort of effort. But since nobody cares about anyone else than themselves (at least as the society we live in today teaches us to behave), that effort goes unnoticed. Peachy.
Now comes the nifty part - so we're harmless, but why would that alone be enough for the other one so that they'd like to have us around them? Well - no reason at all. Therefore, one must now push on and prove they deserve attention. But guess what? all your energy got sucked into the perverted "prove yourself innocent" process. Most of us don't really give a dead cow's ass about it, thus once exhausted, sayonara and a good nap to ya!
How about those who do care, though? What about their effort? What about their torment? Nobody cares, but they are the superhuman beings once they push themselves over that limit. That fringe is all that makes us more than human. It's not a reason to believe one is a lot more than those around them - since they're nothing other than limited human beings, anyhow - but it's enough for one to feel at least OK with themselves.
Too bad most of us chose to remain blind, comfortable within the cushions of the fuzzy fake universe-like construct the society we live in builds around us with each detail we notice from outside (ads, products, shimmering clothes and whatnot?)...
It's a lose-lose situation.
We're living in a perverted world, where one must first prove their innocence before being able to prove their virtues. We thus start in a "negative self" position and we need to put ourselves on the line so we can prove we're harmless to those around us. It usually exhausts one, chews their energy right off - this sort of effort. But since nobody cares about anyone else than themselves (at least as the society we live in today teaches us to behave), that effort goes unnoticed. Peachy.
Now comes the nifty part - so we're harmless, but why would that alone be enough for the other one so that they'd like to have us around them? Well - no reason at all. Therefore, one must now push on and prove they deserve attention. But guess what? all your energy got sucked into the perverted "prove yourself innocent" process. Most of us don't really give a dead cow's ass about it, thus once exhausted, sayonara and a good nap to ya!
How about those who do care, though? What about their effort? What about their torment? Nobody cares, but they are the superhuman beings once they push themselves over that limit. That fringe is all that makes us more than human. It's not a reason to believe one is a lot more than those around them - since they're nothing other than limited human beings, anyhow - but it's enough for one to feel at least OK with themselves.
Too bad most of us chose to remain blind, comfortable within the cushions of the fuzzy fake universe-like construct the society we live in builds around us with each detail we notice from outside (ads, products, shimmering clothes and whatnot?)...
It's a lose-lose situation.
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Trust
I was looking around me on my daily trip a few days ago and I've noticed a young mother wither her children, twin girls. The usual scenario - mount the vehicle, then the driver floors it and everyone has that split second when it's secure or stumble for each of the passengers not located on any of the available seats. The only thing about this case was that she had both her hands occupied with each of her girls. (Bus drivers ought to pay attention to their passengers. Nobody is a potato bag or such...)
Taking a few steps toward a set of seats, an elder man got off the seat he was on to allow the two girls to seat one next to the other, then he started acting - normally and perfectly logical - as a grandfather to them. Chit chat, questions, smiles, all that stuff. The mother was OK with it, too.
I was then thinking of those times when I was reading about how one should raise their child: "don't talk to any stranger!" and all that. The world we live on would have turned the situation I was watching unfold right before me like some sort of a trade: the man offered his seat to one of the girls, thus the mother (as legal caretaker of the minor) was in his debt - debt which was now payed by extending her tolerance enough to allow the elder person to behave as a grandfather. It's not over analysis, it's a mere hypothesis, with its arguments along.
But that's just... cold. Like, ice cold. I have attended the baptism of a boy today, the son of a close team member from my first workplace. The ceremony was neat, the parents were so happy and so serene, despite all the noise and tension the process implies. Even the little one was quiet, despite all the fuss and hassle around him. It was his prime time, nonetheless, so why worry, right? :-) The priest spoke to all those present, to the end of the ceremony. "God did not create us so as to roam this world alone. In order for that to happen, however, we need to trust each other."
I was at that moment watching the little fellow crossing the boundary between pagan and Christian and I was reflecting on what the priest was telling us. We are cast into this world with an unconditioned trust and love toward our caretaker(s). However, once we begin figuring out how we can provide for ourselves, our trust is progressively defiled till it's turned into a form of taking products and services for granted from others, not necessarily close to us. We take for granted all that which we can buy.
That's not to be accused for, nonetheless. Nevertheless, it's a real shame one has lost the will to trust those around them and, moreover, it's a petty the society we build with each of our attitudes and actions makes no room for this trust. The world we live in is getting colder and colder, as the time moves on further away from us, despite all the global warming we witness. And, just as we make no room for other creatures on this planet with all sorts of direct and indirect actions and their consequences, we make no room for trust to build up.
It's a terrible world we're building.
Taking a few steps toward a set of seats, an elder man got off the seat he was on to allow the two girls to seat one next to the other, then he started acting - normally and perfectly logical - as a grandfather to them. Chit chat, questions, smiles, all that stuff. The mother was OK with it, too.
I was then thinking of those times when I was reading about how one should raise their child: "don't talk to any stranger!" and all that. The world we live on would have turned the situation I was watching unfold right before me like some sort of a trade: the man offered his seat to one of the girls, thus the mother (as legal caretaker of the minor) was in his debt - debt which was now payed by extending her tolerance enough to allow the elder person to behave as a grandfather. It's not over analysis, it's a mere hypothesis, with its arguments along.
But that's just... cold. Like, ice cold. I have attended the baptism of a boy today, the son of a close team member from my first workplace. The ceremony was neat, the parents were so happy and so serene, despite all the noise and tension the process implies. Even the little one was quiet, despite all the fuss and hassle around him. It was his prime time, nonetheless, so why worry, right? :-) The priest spoke to all those present, to the end of the ceremony. "God did not create us so as to roam this world alone. In order for that to happen, however, we need to trust each other."
I was at that moment watching the little fellow crossing the boundary between pagan and Christian and I was reflecting on what the priest was telling us. We are cast into this world with an unconditioned trust and love toward our caretaker(s). However, once we begin figuring out how we can provide for ourselves, our trust is progressively defiled till it's turned into a form of taking products and services for granted from others, not necessarily close to us. We take for granted all that which we can buy.
That's not to be accused for, nonetheless. Nevertheless, it's a real shame one has lost the will to trust those around them and, moreover, it's a petty the society we build with each of our attitudes and actions makes no room for this trust. The world we live in is getting colder and colder, as the time moves on further away from us, despite all the global warming we witness. And, just as we make no room for other creatures on this planet with all sorts of direct and indirect actions and their consequences, we make no room for trust to build up.
It's a terrible world we're building.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
The Bumblebee syndrome
No, it's not a guitar stand[1]. At least, that's not the case analyzed by this post. :-)
You must have had at least one occasion when someone you knew chose to display a song as their mood or their attitude toward something you've done. It's so much easier to make use of this subterfuge rather than speak for themselves. I suppose it's the lack of self confidence and strength that motivate one into doing something like this. For there is no whole song lyrics to really represent all you feel, sense, mean or think. Yet they do it and when that happens, they cast a shroud of uncertainty and confusion around them, ethereal from their perspective yet opaque from outside. One senses that something is not right, yet when asked, they will just lock up and will not provide a reasonable answer, or they'll claim those are not their words, but mere lyrics. Call it paranoia if you like, yet consider the case of a so called Passive Aggressive individual, although I totally despise labels.
It's a blow to their very self, since not confronting their demons only strengthens their weaknesses and halts them in their self development. The worst case is a person whom indulges her/him -self into this situation and doesn't really show any interest into crawling out of it. I suppose it's easier for the organism to keep on bleeding and therefor weaken as time goes by, instead of mobilizing the metabolism into healing mode.
The name comes from a cute Autobot[2], which makes a nifty example for how this syndrome manifests[3].
Essential trait...
* Cowardice. Here's a definition for it. As a quote there claims:
"I cannot do this. This is too much for me. I shall ruin myself if I take this risk. I cannot take the leap, it's impossible. All of me will be gone if I do this, and I cling to myself'" [J.N.Figgis]
I keep hearing those words, same form or another... It is probably true and most likely that is indeed what's inside their mind and heart, but that attitude only stalls a person's development. All I can suggest is an attempt to get out of the trench one is in and move on. "Grow up or die", as Bill Maher states in Religulous. Only considered as a logical statement, that's exactly what happens anyway, one will eventually grow up out of the self they clang to for so long or die, once their time is up. My only issue is this: why wait? You know what waiting means (see my blog description).
OR I am wrong about everything. It's all about the perspective, in the end, so... Maybe I am totally off the course. Perhaps I really don't deserve to have my opinions known by the others around me. :-)
Good luck and good hunting!
Theme song...
* Video
Should you have not known about...
1. Ultimate Support Guitar Stand
2. Original character
3. Syndrome symptom showcase
You must have had at least one occasion when someone you knew chose to display a song as their mood or their attitude toward something you've done. It's so much easier to make use of this subterfuge rather than speak for themselves. I suppose it's the lack of self confidence and strength that motivate one into doing something like this. For there is no whole song lyrics to really represent all you feel, sense, mean or think. Yet they do it and when that happens, they cast a shroud of uncertainty and confusion around them, ethereal from their perspective yet opaque from outside. One senses that something is not right, yet when asked, they will just lock up and will not provide a reasonable answer, or they'll claim those are not their words, but mere lyrics. Call it paranoia if you like, yet consider the case of a so called Passive Aggressive individual, although I totally despise labels.
It's a blow to their very self, since not confronting their demons only strengthens their weaknesses and halts them in their self development. The worst case is a person whom indulges her/him -self into this situation and doesn't really show any interest into crawling out of it. I suppose it's easier for the organism to keep on bleeding and therefor weaken as time goes by, instead of mobilizing the metabolism into healing mode.
The name comes from a cute Autobot[2], which makes a nifty example for how this syndrome manifests[3].
Essential trait...
* Cowardice. Here's a definition for it. As a quote there claims:
"I cannot do this. This is too much for me. I shall ruin myself if I take this risk. I cannot take the leap, it's impossible. All of me will be gone if I do this, and I cling to myself'" [J.N.Figgis]
I keep hearing those words, same form or another... It is probably true and most likely that is indeed what's inside their mind and heart, but that attitude only stalls a person's development. All I can suggest is an attempt to get out of the trench one is in and move on. "Grow up or die", as Bill Maher states in Religulous. Only considered as a logical statement, that's exactly what happens anyway, one will eventually grow up out of the self they clang to for so long or die, once their time is up. My only issue is this: why wait? You know what waiting means (see my blog description).
OR I am wrong about everything. It's all about the perspective, in the end, so... Maybe I am totally off the course. Perhaps I really don't deserve to have my opinions known by the others around me. :-)
Good luck and good hunting!
Theme song...
* Video
Should you have not known about...
1. Ultimate Support Guitar Stand
2. Original character
3. Syndrome symptom showcase
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