Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Keys


A key does not have any function if there is no lock. Another way to put it ... Without a lock, a key is worthless. But is a lock worthless without a key? Up to a point.

A lock will keep a door closed for ever, a lock will prevent information, ideas, people, thieves, water from flowing into and out of a gate or door. Thus without a key a lock will protect, isolate, provide a sense of security, prevent movement. Whichever side of the gate one or ones information or ones belongings are it will remain forever- without a key.

Keys on the other hand allow for doors and gates to be opened, they work with the lock to provide security, and allow openings for freedom, keys open doors to better things (and worst things too).  Keys enable the movement of information because they allow a lock to fully realize its potential.

I am like a master key. But  need a sense of purpose to continue. Thus I am always searching for a lock. One that is rigid and diligently keeps doing its job no matter what the weather is like.

Saturday, January 23, 2010

If you just smile

I believe that that we can all get along if we try to be nice to each other.  And think about the other like would like to think about ourselves.

Friday, January 22, 2010

I wonder who invented toilet paper

Toilet paper probably changed the lives of the folks who used leaves, cloth newspaper or plain old water. To choose between not comfortable and just icky. Hmmm
But cut down some trees and turn it into paper to wipe our arses.
Changed our lives for good.

Why.

I am a selfish mindless twit, it about anyone that doesn't give a shit about any one but myself.
in all of that I am not all good.
I run.
to a happy place called solitude.
where no one
nothing
can make my life more difficult.
But my life is good, I tell myself
while i do what the man tells me to do.

and that i dont think, or have no idea
of what being or thinking about the other
means.

being alone sucks, being the victim
is a bad place to be.
but how can we live if we live without
life to enjoy the moments

still, i am a mindless twit.
with no compassion for the other.
because the other is happy.

me in my perpetual sadness, with the facade of
composed.

still I am a wondering darkness with a place in this world.

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Half empty?

So I am at a little of a standstill, bit off a little more than I could chew. And now I'm sitting here, mouth full slowly, and patiently working my amylose glands to capacity. I feel a little overwhelmed. My mouth is full, my stomach is full and still I want more.

Its been a whole week and I am doing this so that I can get back on track on my other publication. I think I took a wrong turn. Well, not really, what I took was a hard turn. I mean how can I speak of others truly without looking at me?
Well that was the plan. So ill get back to my book. Now that I am full of work, and little time to spend on my ambitious project of discovering me.
Lucas Fontenelle

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

i feel unmotivated.

shits not going the way i planned and there is noting i can do about it .  should i play or keep chugging along?

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

1.3 On despair: Can emotional attachment just "be" - or is there work to it?

I said  the previous section that that I can just love. I said that all I need to do about emotional attachment was to declare it. We must, for the purpose of discovery, consider the opposing view. Therefore, i will consider the following possible truths:*
     I cannot declare that I am having joy without doing something to get there. 
     Bliss is obtained through ritual, and when I declare my love for someone, something or some event,   
    it requires work on my part.

I cannot "just" love my mother or my friend, I have to do stuff to show or grow the emotional attachment. Otherwise, people become possessions, like the ipod or the big flashy car or the designer wardrobe (even with these things, because of the emotional attachment many still enjoy the ritual of taking care of them).  When i declare my love i have to prove my love.  In the case of my mother, I must show her respect, i must listen to her impart her wisdom, I should strive to look after her wellbeing, and must be there for her in her time of need.  In the case of my friend, i must be there for him when he needs me, I should make time for play and I should be willing to tell him the truth even if it hurts.  All of these actions build attachments, they help forward trust and they make a friend or a significant other more than an object, or a stranger.  In summary: One cannot declare love.  One needs to grow love.

So how emotional attachment this tie in to despair, and is there ever going to be hope? Simply put they are all feelings.  But to be more specific,  I'll share part of the story of my elementary school years. Growing up I knew many people, loved three, trusted two. I didn't interact with my peers much, didn't talk to many people. Basically I was a loner. I learnt to become self sufficient, did what I had to, invented the tools that I was not privy to. I didn't want people in my space and if they came I would find a way to make them vamoose. I am still in many ways this person. It is a struggle to change. More later.

* since most opinions are based on ones emotions, and that all emotions are true, the anti thesis to just be is also true.