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Words words words

“Stick & stones my break my bones, but words will never hurt me.”

A classic from my days at school, however I found that I could use words to  hurt people, especially when they came in dictionary form.

 

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Open flasks & observations

To sit and observe.

Noticing each head turn as every new person appears in their field of view.

We are a curious bunch, a trait from a time long since passed, yet one we still hold.

The bit that gets me is that people won’t return a smile, as such it’s quite an amusing little game I play. Smile & wait….

So few return the smile, perhaps it’s the way I look or just the mood of current society, either way it both amuses ones mind and saddens ones soul.

What have we done to ourselves?

When people are more competent at writing meaningless essays to catch the crowds attention yet inept at simple social interactions, how has this happened, how have we let what was meant to aid our evolution cause the reverse, in terms of simple communication that is.

I’d love to be able to hear the thoughts of the many, maybe with such a gift one could finally start t understand, however we all know that will never happen.

At what point did we tip the scale and start sliding off?

Questions, so many questions that will never get answered, oh well, in 100 years who’s going to care anyway.

Mocha & The Matrix

“The Matrix is a system, Neo. That system is our enemy. But when you’re inside, you look around, what do you see? Businessmen, teachers, lawyers, carpenters. The very minds of the people we are trying to save. But until we do, these people are still a part of that system and that makes them our enemy. You have to understand, most of these people are not ready to be unplugged. And many of them are so inured, so hopelessly dependent on the system, that they will fight to protect it.”
― Morpheus The Matrix

The older one becomes the more these films reflect the real world, all you need to is apply current context and it starts to make a fighting amount of sense.

Don’t you ever wonder what the meanings are behind the words of words are?

Now we can say that some films as just films to make people smile, yet each and every film is the creation born of a human mind and that mind can only create from that which it knows, consciously or unconsciously, yet it still comes from what we know.

A scary thought.

Films are meant to be fantasy, yet I’d wager that in some there is more reality than we’d like to admit to ourselves.

That, good people of the modern world, is something to keep in your mind, less we be surprised, even after the foreshadowed events told to us in our pop-culture.

So many awkward people

It seems that if you give people a friendly smile these days they must think you’re going to pounce them.

Dear god, people you need to stop being so damn sensitive, seriously, you’re not that important for me to want to pounce on, geez.

When did so many become so socially awkward that they can’t recognise simple social cues of politeness?

I mean they’re still taught this right?

Manners, being polite, friendly and nice, that’s still something people are told is the general way to conduct themselves in society as fledgelings of the world, surely?

Well either way i’m going to put some headphones in an close off from the world today.

Being in it is just too draining at times.

Red bush tea & reality

Who are you?

No, not who you think you are.

Who are YOU?

Do you even know?

Perhaps you’re a puppet, or a character in a play you call life, maybe you’re a celebrity who wanted what you have and now realise it’s not really living because you need to appease the crowds.

So many waste their time living a life based on who they think they are, not who they really are because they don’t know and some never will.

We can talk of motivation, goals and all the other inspirational bullshit, all the time continuing to lie to ourselves, eventually we will start to believe our own bull shit and that is truly tragic.

To know who you are, with unfaltering conviction, no apology, just a sense of self that will carry you through this shit filled life. You must be able to hold yourself up, on your own, alone because one day that’s the only option you will have.

Let go of your attachment to a false identity, the false friends assigned to that character, the shadows of your true thoughts.

Take the time to ask yourself, who am I?

Tea & true thoughts

“Tell them it’s not true.” – “It’s not true” – Is that true?” – “No” – “Aha, so it is true!”
What is truth?

Is it a collection of thoughts based on your perception or is it something more, something deeper?

If it is the former then that would mean truth is only based on what you know and perceive, which will be inherently limited with what you can understand, which ultimately falls back on what you know.

Quite to paradox really.

How can we know what to know so that we can understand what is truth without first knowing is what we know is true or not in the first place.

Good or bar, right or wrong are subjective by that logic, meaning that truth can be what ever it needs to be for that situation and circumstance.

So keeping this in mind, truth itself isn’t true, it’s just what we can understand based on a certain point of view, which is again limited by its very nature.

How will we ever know what true truth is? Such an oxymoron.

I suppose this ironically makes truth esoteric, to the point that if there is such a thing then to know it would make you divine and also lonely because you couldn’t explain it in a way anyone else would comprehend.

Perhaps in this thought we can then begin to rationalise the notion of ‘god’ or if you are a fan of Anime ‘the truth’ – look up full metal alchemist.

Truly this is an unanswerable question, yet it won’t stop us trying 🙂

Well that’s backwards.

Why is it we are nice to our enemies and people who don’t mean anything to us, yet horrible to our friends & family?

This doesn’t really make any sense to me.

We put a lot of time in to trying to impress people that literally don’t matter. It’s as if that person who you don’t know from Adam is going to be the one who weights your heart on the scales to see if you are worthy of going in to the afterlife.

In what reality are the people we don’t know more important than the ones we call friends & family?

Now I’m not saying you need to be rude to people, that’s just not cricket.

Of course you still be friendly, polite and harbour no ill will towards anyone who has done you know wrong, just don’t try to impress them because there is no need. The external validation of some random is of no consequence in the grand scheme of things.

Just something to think about.

Knitting Club

Seven people, all of which are making the same thing while chatting away and letting time calmly drift by.

It’s quite serene to watch.

I often wonder what else is housed in each person, what other passions they have, what talents hide in they depth, what dreams are now nothing but faded memories of youthful exuberance. To know such things would be a gift.

Perhaps in this very room, with the kitting club, teenaged uni crew and ladies what lunch there is a modern William Shakespeare, yet I won’t ever know and neither will they. In that respect it’s quite sad really, so much potential, wasted.

Well if we think about it, we can’t miss what we don’t know about and as such talent can’t be wasted.

 

Another day, another coffee, another ‘what if’

Everyone loves a good old hypothetical question.

While serving no inherent purpose other than that of generating mindless chatter, they can serve to let you in to the weird and wonderful place that is a persons mind.

I’m sure you’re guilty of saying “Yea, but what if…”.

What if day was night and night was day?

What if the Earth really was flat?

What if a TV star became president of the USA?

Okay that last one has happened, a couple of times actually.

Ah we do enjoy those questions so, they really do serve to pass the time quite well, even though they’re not logical, they are fun to discuss.

What if people never asked what if?

Could you imagine a world where there was never any thought of things being anything other than they were?

Like people accepted reality and never dared wander in to the realms of fantasy.

What a weird place that would be.

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