I Am In Deep Thought Almost Constantly
Don’t fight, we have developed enough to where we can use words to communicate.
Use words, but words that don’t degrade others.
Why are we wanting to fight?
For a person.
A place.
A thing.
An idea, whether it’s an idea of ourselves or others.
Does fighting change anything?
Yes, by force, and through fear.
Nothing genuine.
The one who is more afraid backs down, that’s all fighting is.
If you don’t fight, you don’t survive, they say.
We fight, for what?
If we literally fight everyone, what are we going to end up with?
Our own selves?
We can’t make everyone be our mime and shadow.
Forcing, coercing, molding, everyone to be capable of survival.
But not only capable, but convenient, because we only want the ones we like to survive huh?
Interesting.
Interesting how we speak of love and meaning.
And everything vanishes at a contradiction.
We’ve come so far, technology wise, and we still can’t control ourselves at a contradiction of what we’d like to see, hear, or feel.
I still can’t either.
Maybe the best we can do is to control ourselves in small increments, situation by situation, trying to resort to the least discord possible.
Or maybe...
Maybe only through being an entertainer, who distracts by bringing people together, in a common accord of laughter or amusement...
Maybe that’s the closest alternative to fighting.
Maybe we can all take this role in our respective spheres of influence.
Or maybe, fighting is inescapable without solitude.
Because we have desires and others have different ones.
We use incentives and fear to get people to budge our way, and it works.
It has worked since we’ve existed.
I will always consider actions done through incentives and fear as not genuine though.
Where are we genuine in our lives if at all?
What would we still do and who would we be with even if we obtained absolutely nothing specifically pleasing or were avoiding greater painful consequences?
I ask myself this question too.
And I don’t have an answer.
It’s impossible for the mind to step out of what has composed our reality from birth.
“Here is your reward for being so ‘good’”, we can recall these times since we were children, by “good” meaning doing what they want.
“You are being ‘bad’ so you don’t get anything today!”, again we can recall this since we were kids and by “bad” it means NOT doing what they want.
And this pattern takes different forms but remains for the rest of our lives.
Use words, but words that don’t degrade others.
Why are we wanting to fight?
For a person.
A place.
A thing.
An idea, whether it’s an idea of ourselves or others.
Does fighting change anything?
Yes, by force, and through fear.
Nothing genuine.
The one who is more afraid backs down, that’s all fighting is.
If you don’t fight, you don’t survive, they say.
We fight, for what?
If we literally fight everyone, what are we going to end up with?
Our own selves?
We can’t make everyone be our mime and shadow.
Forcing, coercing, molding, everyone to be capable of survival.
But not only capable, but convenient, because we only want the ones we like to survive huh?
Interesting.
Interesting how we speak of love and meaning.
And everything vanishes at a contradiction.
We’ve come so far, technology wise, and we still can’t control ourselves at a contradiction of what we’d like to see, hear, or feel.
I still can’t either.
Maybe the best we can do is to control ourselves in small increments, situation by situation, trying to resort to the least discord possible.
Or maybe...
Maybe only through being an entertainer, who distracts by bringing people together, in a common accord of laughter or amusement...
Maybe that’s the closest alternative to fighting.
Maybe we can all take this role in our respective spheres of influence.
Or maybe, fighting is inescapable without solitude.
Because we have desires and others have different ones.
We use incentives and fear to get people to budge our way, and it works.
It has worked since we’ve existed.
I will always consider actions done through incentives and fear as not genuine though.
Where are we genuine in our lives if at all?
What would we still do and who would we be with even if we obtained absolutely nothing specifically pleasing or were avoiding greater painful consequences?
I ask myself this question too.
And I don’t have an answer.
It’s impossible for the mind to step out of what has composed our reality from birth.
“Here is your reward for being so ‘good’”, we can recall these times since we were children, by “good” meaning doing what they want.
“You are being ‘bad’ so you don’t get anything today!”, again we can recall this since we were kids and by “bad” it means NOT doing what they want.
And this pattern takes different forms but remains for the rest of our lives.
31-35, F
