I just don't get it

I don't understand why some people have this insane complex that makes them rebel against everything they are told.  So what if you say the sky is blue!  I don't even think blue is a color!  I suppose that this is good in controlled quantities, but when you question everything and have an unquenchable hate of authority, there's a little bit of a problem there.  Humans need authority.  One person or thing that can influence them.  Why do you think role models are so popular?  Because people are not original.  They have to invent and reinvent themselves time and time again, rarely getting it right.

~another musing of the ill-informed~

How could you do this?

You used to have your life planned out.  You knew where you were going to be.  But you ate yourself up.  I don't know how, I don't know why.  How could you ever be like that?  Are you who I thought you were?  I'm not sure what I am now.  Surprised?  I thought I was.  Angry?  I suppose so, but can I really be?  Upset?  I'm not sure anymore.  Disappointed?  Yes.  I thought you were better.  Now?  The single crushing answer is no.  Everyone's a mortal.  We all fall.  Maybe it's easier for some but it isn't.  It's all the same.  The fight is life.  When you give up, when you give in, you lose.  Pain is terrible.  Pleasure is worse.

~another musing of the ill-informed~

Time

There's never enough time.  Humans always want more time.  24 hours is not enough.  Plus humans sleep too much.  You can sleep when you're dead.  Life is too short.  (I put that on here before) There's never enough time in a life to do all that you need to do.  There's not enough time in a day.  Always have to be moving, doing something, getting something done, always rushing.  Never want to stop, always have to be stimulated.  I feel as if I'm repeating myself.  I just kind of was thinking about this today...

~another musing of the ill-informed~

On Truth

You need truth.  And it has to be right.  You can't take someone telling lies.  Or at least their "wrong" version of the truth.  You see I'm being noncommittal here.  You might be right.  Or they could.  If your truth is in question, something has to give, either you or your truth.  You can break in many ways depending who you are.  Like I've always said, everyone it different.  For the most part.  But if your truth is challenged and your truth cannot (seemingly) be upheld, or you refuse to change your truth, you lose your balance.  Emotionally.  Humans need truth.  Fact of Life.

~another musing of the ill-informed~

Establishment and Negotiation of Truth

Have you ever tried to be in a place where everything you think is made wrong for a very long time?  It is actually really hard.  I've figured out that if you aren't around people who believe what you believe is true, you have to hold that truth within yourself.  And I also believe that one of the goals of humans is to spread their "truth" to anyone who will listen.  So if you can't, then you fail to function correctly, unless you change your "truth."  This is a forced change to adapt to the environment.  Just one of those things that hit me today.

~another musing of the ill-informed~

On the path

Recently, I have been thinking about the path lately.  First, what happens if you stay on the path?  Nothing, you just follow it until YOU run out of time.  What happens if you get off the path?  You might get lost.  Does the path bring safety?  Probably.  Is there deviation within the path?  This is where I get shaky.  There is more than one path.  Everyone has there own, I think.  They will all cross at some point. And most of them finish at the same place.  So I just proved myself wrong.  You stay on your path until it ends you.  That sounds better.  More right.  We all die.  Yeah we do.  Except for a select few.  That's what I believe anyway.  So yeah, paths.  Fun fun.

~another musing of the ill-informed~

GAH! Weird pictures!

Is it awkward when you see some weird pictures of somebody?  Obvious answer: yes.  I don't exactly get why people like to put things about themselves or of themselves on the internet where almost anybody can see it.  I was raised pretty technologiphobic, so I don't really like putting that much of myself where other people can get at it.  I read a story recently about groups of people that didn't even trust people with their true names.  And no, they weren't criminals. 

Then it struck me how free we all are with information.  Almost our whole life is the sharing of information.  I don't really feel like elaborating upon that.  I know it's just true and if you think about it, you will too.

But where would we be if we didn't share information?

~another musing of the ill-informed~

On Crying

I wish that when I read a really good book, I would be able to cry.  And cry.  And cry.  Guys can cry.  I do cry sometimes during the parts in books that make you want to.  Or just because you want to cry.  Usually the parts are so beautiful, terrible, saddening.  But I don't run around my house spewing tears all over the place.  Though sometimes I wish I could.

~another musing of the ill-informed~

Expression

In genetics, certain genes are expressed to different degrees in response to the environment.  Actions and reactions based upon stimuli are, to a degree, genetic.  Character traits are to a point, genetic.  The way these are expressed depend upon the environment.  And by now I've said this 3 or 4 times.  Perhaps you get the point by now.  There is no way to know how these traits will end up being expressed because one set of circumstances occur in one instance but in another instance this stimulus might not occur.  So by now it has become obvious that everyone is different.  Even if we were to be completely identical to another, traits and there expression would be different.  And vice versa.  So there is almost 0 chance of anyone being the same.  Again, this is not what I was going to write about, but here it is...

~another musing of the ill-informed~

How does it feel...

...to learn that everything you ever knew about yourself you hated.  I mean, I already know that I hate myself.  But just imagine when the pampered person learns that not everything is good in the world.  Or maybe even vice versa.  But it's just weird, because this happened to another person in a book, and I hate myself, so it must happen to others. (Consideration of Universe #347: If it happens to you and it happens in a book, it happens everywhere)  He was in denial.  I think I went through a bout of depression.  But now I'm sort of fine with hating myself.  And when I tell other people they try to make me feel better.  But...I don't know.  I just don't know.  And I suppose that's the point.

~another musing of the ill-informed~

Paradise

I recently watched Up, a movie that shouldn't make you sad but it does.  The guy is sitting in his house/Ellie right next to Paradise Falls, the almost exact place he wanted to end up in life.  He had reached his goal.  And yet he was sad.  Because somehow he knew that it wasn't right.  He happens upon Ellie's adventure book once again.  And finally turns past "What I'm Going to Do" and sees what her Paradise Falls is.  And he realizes that he's been there all along.  For as shy as Carl is, his true paradise is in his relationships.  Which is interesting.  Because Carl will run away from any relationship he could possibly encounter and tries to push everyone and everything away from him, trying to create a bubble around him. I'm not sure why this is.  Nothing happened in his life, as far as I know, that would make him like this from the start.  It just doesn't make sense.  And here I thought I was going to write about how paradise is all around us, we just don't know where to look.

~another musing of the ill-informed~

Why do people want the world to end so badly anyway?

Since the beginning of the world, there have been many prophecies of the end of it.  The most potent being the bible.  But that isn't exactly the end of the world, so to speak.  But I digress.  My question is, why do people want the world to end so much?  So they have motivation to achieve their life goals?  So they can gloat over other people feeling misery?  The guy who just predicted an end supposedly became rich.  Kind of ironic if you're preaching the end of the world so that you can get worldly riches.  The bible even specifically says that no one will no the time or the day.  So how can these people possibly predict it, especially if they're Christian.  Just doesn't make sense to me...

~another musing of the ill-informed~

Holocaust

Why did the Holocaust even happen?  It served no political pupose whatsoever, except perhaps to swing the public into hatred against a group.  It seems to me like Germany trying to make other countries DO things.  Like when children hit a boy, make him crazy, say look, "he's so big, but WE can make HIM DO THINGS!"  It's all about control

~another musing of the ill-informed~

Control

Pretty sure I talked about this before, but I kind of feel like I need to again.  Control.  Why do we need it?  The need people have to be higher than someone else.  Ok, maybe I am talking about something else here, but I'm convinced it is the same thing.  If you place yourself higher than another person, you are telling them that they can't really measure up to you, sometimes enticing them to try.  Reminds me of the parable when Jesus said that you should take the lowest seat and be moved up at the party.  It just seems really awesome if that always happened in real life.  Humble yourself and you will be exalted, exalt yourself and be humbled.  That would be an awesome way to live.

~another musing of the ill-informed~

Why are people so rude???

Why would a person ever just make fun of deaf people as a whole?  I was watching Celebrity Apprentice (yay for DVR!!!) and there was a deaf person and another person was talking about how no little kid wants to read about a person who is deaf because it is sad and it would make them feel bad.  All this to a person who has been trying to break over barriers like this for HER WHOLE FREAKIN' LIFE!!! Seriously?!? That is just ridiculous.  I just don't get how a person can get so callous and rude!  To anybody who has a handicap, which I think most of us do, by the way, the most demeaning thing to tell them is that they should just hide in the shadows because they make people feel bad.  And that person doesn't care about the person they're talking to?  That's just ridiculous.  Ridiculous.  Since when has the human race been degraded to that almost animal order of intelligence?  I'm ashamed.  But then, why should I?  I know that there are some people in the world who do things like this all the time.  I know there are some good people in the world.  But I also know there are substandard examples of humans as well.

~another musing of the ill-informed~

Why is childrearing so difficult?

Why do parents want only the best for their children?  It seems to me as if parents always push their children into what the parents think is best for them.  I've have also seen the trend of children not wanting to be like their parents and resolve to be better to their children.  I think part of the reason this sometimes does not work is that all children are different and will respond to different stimuli than other children.  But this still seems interesting to me.

~another musing of the ill-informed~

Flying

I have always wanted to fly.  So has the human race.  There is a story about a guy with a sun named Icarus who flew to close to the son and fell into the sea and died.  Yes I know I switched the two suns.  Maybe I did that for  a reason.  But why should I if no one reads this thing anyway.  My point is, human's don't want to be encased somewhere.  They want to have no limits and go "where no man has gone before."  And yet we have "problems" like swine flu and this fiasco in Egypt to distract us from what we are trying to accomplish.  Money and dwindling attention are, I believe, some of the biggest problems in the world today.  When no one cares about science, science gets no funding.  Knowledge is the best and hardest thing for money to buy.  At least that's how it looks from my neck of the woods.

~another musing of the ill-informed~

How can you possible know someone else?

You don't know what they think or feel all the time.  You don't know their innermost thoughts.  This leads me to the premise that I am the worst person I know.  Because I most certainly don't know you.  Thus accounts for my very low self-esteem, even though I may seem like I have a very high image of myself, and in some cases I do, but in most cases I don't, if that makes sense.  Wow.  That's a really short post.  Congratulations go to being straightforward.
~another musing of the ill-informed~

Stupidity

Ha!  In my last post, I commented on how bad humans are.  Well, there are some advantages to this as well.  Have you ever done something that you think could be hurtful to someone else, and you think they noticed, and you want to apologize?  Then you go to apologize and they didn't even realize you hurt them?  And you feel so stupid?  Because you thought that they were really hurt and you wanted to apologize when you didn't even need to.  Sometimes humans are just so stupid.  If only sometimes we could just be on the same wavelength with people, literally.  So many more things would be accomplished.  But then there wouldn't be any creativity.  So mabye things are better the way they are.  But what if we could turn off this connection.  If you read this, read for other posts, because as you may be able to see, you never know what may show up here.  And I promise you that what you see on here will be among the most interesting things you see all day.
~another musing of the ill-informed~