Life as we know it, isn't it great? Part 2.

And so, we continue our wonderful journey through lifes secrets. We ended about slavery to society, slavery to life. Well, in a way we are born slaves to life. And we are born slave's to society in reality. We are brought in to this world without anyone asking us if we want to leave the safe haven that our mother's are. We express our unwillingness to be ripped out of it by crying out, a desperate jest, since we have no choice. And as we are born, so we live. Living in an illusion of freedom, freedom of choice. Because in reality we have only 2 choices that are possible:
1. Live the life that society has given you, the life of a member of society.
2. Die.

Well the second choice comes whether we want it or not, but we have a choice to make it happen faster, not much of a choice, is it now? It's the same as giving up and wasting your one and only life, which was given to you, whether you wanted it or not. But since you got it, why waste it in such a way, huh? Since, as I mentioned before, death will come on it's own. Now talking about the first choice, I'll need a bit more explaining to do. Firstly, how do I understand the life we are given and the fulfillment of it. As I mentioned, we are born into this society as slaves, as worker ants or pigs for slaughter. Now, let me explain, what do worker ants do? They are born, they work and then they die. Simple. That's what we are doing. Same would be with the metaphor of "pigs for slaughter". Pigs are raised and fed to be slaughtered and eaten in the future. Well it's a bit more vulgar of a metaphor I guess. Ok then, enough of running around the point, I'm trying to get at. After we are born, we get a short while to grow and interact with our surroundings, understand and start thinking a little bit. Then we are thrown into kindergarten, where our mind molding begins. Or in other words, where the programing of future worker ants begins. We are taught the simplest ways of our society, we are being prepared for school. Once we grow up to an appropriate age for school, there the real molding begins. We are taught how to write and speak, but at the same time we are taught how to listen, how to live under authority, as we will once we grow up(Well, not including the growing up under the authority of parents, because that's a different story and usually a different kind of authority). As we proceed through this whole process of molding, brainwashing we finally grow up to being young adults, we look for jobs, we completely integrate ourselves into societies wheels, which are turning non-stop, running everything, a never-ending merry-go-round. Now when we finally get a job and start working for money, we will do so for the most of our lives. We have to work, to get money, to be able to live, to have food and water, to have a roof over our heads. To be able to do anything - you have to have money. But once we get old, we are useless and usually are thrown away to old-peoples homes or just ignored, left to fend for ourselves. And that's where we don't get a choice. While growing up we can't stop and think what awaits us and how meaningless it all is, how we are being used to the extreme. And we can't choose something that is over the fence of society, something that is over the rules of the world, because there aren't any. Even if we leave to live a secluded life somewhere - we can't Because the whole world is taken over. Every piece of land belongs to someone, be it a nation or a specific family or person. Wherever you go, there is no escape from the rules you are forced to follow. That's where we don't have a choice, that's where our prison is. And people usually don't even think about it, they are happy to work to try as hard as they can to climb up the stairs of "progress", stepping over other people, who are trying to do the same thing. That is also a problem. Firstly, people aren't born with the same rights and standings. Each of us has a different level of hardship to reach that ,what we want in society. Some of us have to try way harder, some of us have to less. Well you could say that such un-equality appeared in time, by some people trying harder to get something, who in turn get a better standing for their generations in society, and some try less, thus don't get a lesser standing. But that's also debatable, since you can also consider the ways people get their standings. But the real problem is our mindset in all this. Our need to compete with each other. We are too busy trying to beat each other to a single top chair in the room, instead of sharing everything. Whoever thought of this "compete" thing and was able to integrate it into our minds and into the gears of society so successfully was a genius in my book. Such a tactic was first invented by the Romans, and is called "divide and conquer". But was only used against the rulers of lands that the Romans conquered. But now this tactic is used in a much more complex way - each of us is considered like a nation, not that we are given attention as such, but we fight each other like we were the rulers of nations, and do exactly as those, who rule over us want us to, be it the rulers of countries or something more. Well I journeyed a little too far from my original thoughts, but oh well.

From reading all that you have (doubt that there are many of you who have) you can faintly understand what I think about living in society and living. My statement is that it's all meaningless. Now don't get me wrong, in the way I'm saying it...you could think that everything is meaningless. More or less, it is of course. Since we humans tend to look for a grand meaning to our existence, but there is none. We're not that special, we are just way too egocentrical. But I guess it's natural to us humans. In my opinion, the only meaning to life is...living it for yourself, and not for others. That's the true way of humans. I don't mean that you have to use others just to get what you want etc. no. I'll give you an example. Let's say you are a painter of sorts. In society it's considered a job, you paint, you show your work and try to sell it, to get money. But it's wrong and meaningless to think like that, unless on a scale of survival (get money, to buy food and be able to live). But if you want meaning to your life, it's useless to try to get acknowledgment from others, what you should be trying is self fulfillment, by expressing yourself through painting for yourself, not for others. What good painters are considered in society are those who can not only paint good, but also those who can express their feelings through paintings in such a way, that everyone could understand and even then, those feelings have to be such, that the others would like and could relate to. isn't that silly? As I mentioned in a previous post, creativity in itself is wonderful, whatever the form. And you should keep it to yourself, stop trying to please the masses, please yourself and be happy about it. Now that I would call a life worth living. We depend too much on the opinion of the society, which is bad. A waste of time I'd say (the same as reading what I'm writing here actually). But..what to do for those, who just can't work for themselves and only for being able to live? (as in..again, get money - get food and shelter). Well, frankly..there isn't much you can do. You can become a traveling bum, kinda extreme, but hey, you'll get to see the world (or the city you live in..). Of course not for long, since it's a risky profession, you can easily get sick and die off somewhere in the corner (or starve to death, or be killed by animals/other humans etc) and obviously, no-one cares if you do, since you're an outcast of society, a no-one (in the eyes of the society of course.) But as I mentioned before, who cares? Again..pursuing the acknowledgment of society is a freakin' waste of time (of course, you could say that's what I'm doing right now..wait...doesn't that make me pathetic? Damn). And so, it seems I gave you people one heck of an advice in life. Who am I, to know what is right, and what is wrong? No-one I guess, but the suggestion stands either way.

I guess I'll end it here, already wrote too much to read, since it eats up your precious time, which you could spend doing something worth-while (like watching grass grow..). Thus I say good bye, until the next time I decide to make my fingers suffer. /bow

More eye-candy for ya. (to catch your attention..hope it works)
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tourists.

Life as we know it, isn't it great? (retorical question)

And so, since I've got nothing better to do, I'll write something else, be it boring or not, but it is as it is. (too bad)

Let's talk about life a little bit (well it wont be much of a conversation, more like a monolog, but I guess it's better then nothing). Isn't it wonderful? Life that is. It's simply mind-blowing. We are born with limitless choices and possibilities in the future. As we grow up we begin to understand (more or less) the extent of them and begin to choose more and more important choices, that eventually determine our life. Of course, there is a saying that it's never to late to do..anything, but I mean..if you're 80 years old, you can't really be a soccer world champion, can you now? Well unless you're a super-human or something. And so, talking about those possibilities that this fantastic life has offered us, let's think about them a little bit, shall we? You can be anything you want, can't you? An astronaut, a doctor, a policeman, an artist, a salesman, a chimney cleaner, even a bum. Anything! Well you can't be superman or a thing that is beyond reality, but that's just minor restrictions, right? Damn, that sounds just too good to be true. Oh wait..it IS to good to be true, isn't it ? Well yes, you can be all those things, but you just can't get it that easily. To get something, you always have to loose something, that's just how life works. Let's say you want to be a doctor? Well you have to sacrifice a LOT of your life and time to attain that profession, and even then it's not certain you can become one, since studying to be a doctor is damn hard work. I mean, it's a respectable profession isn't it ? You are responsible for PEOPLE lives, damn that's some heavy responsibility. So yeah, you'll have to sacrifice all that and even get an additional burden in life, but hey, look at the bright side, you still get what you want, don't you? Then..let's say an artist(obviously I wont write about all the professions I mentioned, I kinda feel sorry for my fingers who have to type like crazy, so I'll only pick a few as examples, and those that are the best for me to get to a damn point I want to get to). So yeah, an artist. Also a wonderful profession, people choose it and think that they chose something, they really want, instead of choosing a profession that would give them a better life-style. Well that's true. Being an artist is a tough job, and usually an unlucky, ungrateful one. Since what you create, doesn't always look good or sound good for others. It seems your creativity, which let's say, is good for you, since you created something which is awesome, and let's admit, humans aren't that good at creating things, we are just better at destroying (and then building something on top that suits us) has to be judged by some "critics" who seem to know what's good and what's bad. I mean, they pick something THEY like and decide that it's better then the rest. And then they show it to the masses saying it's a masterpiece, and obviously everyone agrees. Creativity in itself is beautiful and wonderful and it shouldn't be weighted. (well yes, there is the "talent" and "no talent" thing, but I'll pass on that one. Cuz it can also be questioned). And so, you, as an artist have to go through a lot of hardships and even then, it doesn't mean that you will become famous, well known or get something back from the masses that you try to please. Thus you'll probably kill yourself, live a life of poverty or something like that. Damn, that sounds even worse then being a doctor. But hey, look at the bright side again, You're an artist! *hands clapping*. What's next? Oh, let's try something different. Life of a bum ! Now that has adventure written all over it, doesn't it ? Of course it does. And it's easy to achieve, just don't work, go live in the street or simply - live outside. There are even a lot of varieties of bums - travelers, settlers, or those who think they're failures(to be precise, there are 2 main types - Settlers and travelers, the third mentioned type belongs to one of those main types, but nevermind). Travelers - as the name states, don't remain in one place and travel around the globe or around the neighborhood (depends). Doesn't that sound exotic ? You get to see the world and you don't even have to pay for it !! Well yeah, where's the excitement in that, right? I mean, if you don't pay for being able to see a part of the world, you haven't seen before, there's no point in it. And this dude just free-loads and sees it without being able to truly "appreciate" it, by taking photos of every inch of that place and littering all over(well, at least there's work for the cleaners). Ok then, how about settlers? They are the colonizers of alleys and box-houses all over the city, the slums etc. They live in small colonies, spending their time sitting or trying make a living. Working at local junkyards, selling found artifacts and buying alcohol to end their thrilling day. I mean, what could be better? It's the same as any other life, only cheaper. More booze for you! Ok, but frankly, it's not as bad as people like to think, since it's "dirty" and "pathetic". But it's also a life-choice, it's a life without stress and with simple problems -eating, sleeping, breathing. The simple life, usually is the best life. And, here comes the last type of bums - the ones that think they're failures at life. Obviously those kind of bums were previously everyday, normal societies worker ants. Even company managers. But they got a hit-in with misfortune and lost it all, ended up in the situation they're in now. Well usually people like that commit suicide, since they can't live with failure. But some of them remain, sulking in dark corners of alleys, drinking the cheapest alcoholic beverages or worse and thinking about past days of glory. Don't worry you guys, you didn't fail at life, life failed you. (or society to be precise). Well the last bum category doesn't really fit the bill, but I just couldn't miss them out. But even this kind of job has it's bumps in the road, since society doesn't tolerate free-loaders. Usually cities start programs to reintegrate those poor people into society, make them work and if not, clean the city of them, by kicking them out. There is no place for them in the world, since the world is one big society, with it's rules and restrictions. I take my hat off for you my comrades in arms (Well not literally, since I don't wear hats) and salute you, with a hope for the better.


Uch, that was some hard work. And a warm-up for my fingers. Yes, I know you're bored to hell with this non-sense, but it's not the end. Well on the other hand, if you're still reading, you'll probably wont stop now, since you got nothing better to do(welcome to the club). Good for you!
Now what I wanted to show or tell everyone (myself probably) is that...as great as life in our world is, it has way too many black spots. We think that we are free, free to choose whatever we want. That we have way too much breathing space. But in reality, it's the opposite. The whole world is a one big prison. I mean, think about it. Let's travel way back, to the young days, when you started to go to kinder garden. That is the beginning of your slavery to society. Caught your attention? I doubt it. Thus I will write the continuation of this crazy talk later, by expressing one of the many understandings of how the world works and how reality is. Might I remind you there are a lot of people..thus there are a lot of understandings and views. And...there are none that are wrong. Every view is at least a little bit correct. If it's serious of course. It's the same as .."the coin has more sides then one".  Ok, I said that I'd end it, but it seems I still managed to start something else. Congratulations, you have experienced hell and survived. See you in another post! (or not)


Cya! Good night and good ridens

Here's a little eye-candy for you.

Interlude, Introduction. The beggining, Alfa

And so begins the wonderful journey of a meaningless time spending on blogs. At least mine does. Since my long and almost interesting description of this blog didn't fit under the blog title, I'll have to write it here as an introduction to..the blog obviously. And so I begin !

This is a simple and meaningless blog for the misunderstood and the poor (not literally...or literally if needed). For those who find themselves thinking from time to time while studying, spending their time on the computer, working or doing anything else you people do, that something's not right. That the life they are living is just..not what they wanted, that they deserve something better or just want something better or that they feel that they don't belong, don't want to belong etc. Let's call this kind "closeted-outcasts". Yeah, it sounds interesting, huh? Made it up from the phrase "closeted homosexual" I heard a few years back. (yeah, I just praised my own idea.). Continuing about a detailed explanation of what this blog will be about, I shall add, that the blog is not for religious people. Well, that's a mistake, to be precise, it's not for people with extreme religious beliefs. Open-mindedness is a must. Of course, the blog may be on the "what the hell? Delete this shit" list for some atheists(if you have one that is), so I guess being one or another, doesn't really matter.

In conclusion - this blog is about life. About life outside society (not that that's possible), more mentally, then in reality. In the end, our thoughts, our minds are the only "worlds" that belong to us, no? The only place we can call our own, where we keep our thoughts, where we nurture our worlds, or the place where our worlds reflect our life in it's whole ugliness or...awesomeness (depends on what we think and believe)


Thus I shall end this short and almost not amusing introduction to a boring journey towards the unknown and known. Cheers! (not like I'm drinking anything at the moment)




P.S. No there is no "eye-candy" for you. Images will be a rarity here, since I'm all about the "thinking" and less about the "watching" (obviously, that's a lie, I'm just a damn lazy-ass to search for a proper image for you people, no offense...)