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I like to write, it's an outlet. But I've become lazy, setting in ways, ways that that well, I don't mind being set in.. but the fact that I'm solidifying cannot do. Is it a recent thing? God no, I've been slowing down for years. It's going to be hard to motivate myself to work again, but I know how rewarding it is, to me, so it's just a case of me versus paranoia.
At this point, I'd like to mention my little "but what do I know?" warning. I say things, I'll forget them, I'll believe them for an instant. I shouldn't even worry, but to be honest, some things I say, maybe later, I'll disagree with. I won't be able to tell you right now, but when my thoughts are in a better order, I'll have a think about it and give you my answer.
Commercialism.
I kinda hate money. Maybe that's why I'm in debt, you know? I hate it so much I just have to give it away. I don't entirely hate the idea of money, though.
But who decides, exactly, that let's say, oil, costs this much? Ok, I understand there's all these little people that do all the little jobs and the little machines that do all the little jobs that are too dangerous for the little people to do... ok, bad example.
Fashion. Clothes, designer clothes, ah, now I'm onto something.
Now, I understand that there may not possibly be something called wrong and right, that there is no such thing as good and evil and only love and hate truly exists. But why, WHY and HOW can people RATE clothing, bicycles, cars, carrots, computer games, BY HOW MUCH THEY COST.
I'm talking iPods here ladies and gentlemen, I'm talking about things that cost so much you just have to have them.
Why?
Why is that? What am I not seeing here?
Why is it so important to be seen with expensive goods?
Now I'm a great believer in self-improvement, that we should do our best to notice and become one with our paranoia and confidence, that we should notice our fears, take note of them, understand them, and move on.
But what type of GOD DAMN PERSON, and I'm talking HUMAN BEING, ADVANCED, EVOLVED LIFE FORM, can have CONFIDENCE in MONEY.
In expensive items. I'm not talking about how you look here, you look however you want to, you can dress like a goth, fit into any little circle you want to as long as you realise you are STILL an individual and becoming some of a little group will not make you any more special than you already were. You can wear whatever you want, you can have whatever taste you like.
I'm talking about jewellery, not for the beautiful gems, but for flaunting expense.
Stuffy fat faced business man-children, buying sofas because they are expensive. Obviously, the LOWER priced, still of HIGH STANDARD cannot do!
It's the same with mp3 players, watches, glasses, cars, bikes, FOOD, I hate it, I hate the way price is put above quality. I know price can usually guarantee quality, but if you think that's what I'm getting at, please, pay attention again here.
GOODS. Not because of their quality, but because of their LABEL. How they are SEEN. Makes, labels, manufacturers that could sell CRAP in a can as long as their name was attached to it. SEX in a bottle, LABEL LABEL LAY ME LAY ME. Are we REALLY that desperate?
It's also this "Because x is y, x must be good" attitute that I hate, utterly and completely. I love Radiohead, WHY? Because I love a LOT of the songs they have done. Radiohead, can also, to me, be utterly rubbish.
Can that grey area exist, surely not? Can it be I can LOVE and HATE different songs? Surely now, how can I say if a band is GOOD or BAD if I HATE a few of their songs?
Judge EVERYTHING. Not by it's label, not by the band, not by HOW MUCH IT COSTS. Expense will NOT protect you. Your MONEY will not protect you from fear. No matter how much you spend, how much you surround yourself with, no matter how IMPORTANT you will FEEL walking down a street with your 40gig iPod and your rings upon your fingers, you are not safe. Don't pretend you are, you never will be, you are children of this planet so get used to it.
You know what, if we spent that extra little bit of money, giving it to charities that struggle to make good use of the cash, instead of spending it on trying to make ourselves out to be more important than we really are? Hell, I reckon we'd cure one or two things.
But it would truly, truly make my day to see just one person turn around from it, say to themselves "Hey, you know what, from now on, nobody, NOBODY on this planet will ever make me afraid, I need nothing but myself, and I never need to try and calm my paranoia by pretending to protect myself with money, and I will NEVER judge myself above or below any other person on this planet."
I bounce around thoughts, half the time I don't know what I'm saying, but that's what I do, I'm schizophrenic, argue with me and I'll read it all. Point me out here, where am I wrong?
But it's this prehistoric pretence of trying to make ourselves smell better, this hidious macho sex battle of trying falsely to put ourselves above others, it's killing us, I swear. If we are EVER to evolve, this is our first duty. We are equal, equal human beings, and we have to control love, and hate, and get along with repairing this God-damn planet before it's too late.
Thanks.
And it's good enough saying "Well, that's all good saying it, but would you really give up that much?"
Hell no! I'm not going to become some buddist without dvds and the like. I like my luxuries, I think I'll keep them.
But the point I'm desperately trying to make here, is that if we look BEYOND trying to make ourselves look good, trying to capture a mate, there's this tiny, tiny possibility we would be better people for it. We could start trying to help our friends, our family, and whatever area we're in. We could set a better example, simply by being less afraid. I'm just so sick and tired of trying so hard, only to watch day in, day out, fear grasp onto nearly everyone I know.
What if, now, big question here, we take the money we spend having our hair done, and give it to charity?
"But them charities we don't know what they do with the money and they might spend it wrong"
No, that's fear talking. That's fear of what we don't know for certain. Charities are set up to help people, to bring us cures, to set people free. We can clothe, feed, give homes to people all around the world who are struggling to live.
Instead of hair-gel, pop a few pounds in the charity box. Instead of worrying about buying that new fashion whatever it is, why not give, not much, just a bit away?
That's all. It's just not been said for a while and I'm sure sometimes it needs to be said. Thanks again, I've ranted madly.
At this point, I'd like to mention my little "but what do I know?" warning. I say things, I'll forget them, I'll believe them for an instant. I shouldn't even worry, but to be honest, some things I say, maybe later, I'll disagree with. I won't be able to tell you right now, but when my thoughts are in a better order, I'll have a think about it and give you my answer.
Commercialism.
I kinda hate money. Maybe that's why I'm in debt, you know? I hate it so much I just have to give it away. I don't entirely hate the idea of money, though.
But who decides, exactly, that let's say, oil, costs this much? Ok, I understand there's all these little people that do all the little jobs and the little machines that do all the little jobs that are too dangerous for the little people to do... ok, bad example.
Fashion. Clothes, designer clothes, ah, now I'm onto something.
Now, I understand that there may not possibly be something called wrong and right, that there is no such thing as good and evil and only love and hate truly exists. But why, WHY and HOW can people RATE clothing, bicycles, cars, carrots, computer games, BY HOW MUCH THEY COST.
I'm talking iPods here ladies and gentlemen, I'm talking about things that cost so much you just have to have them.
Why?
Why is that? What am I not seeing here?
Why is it so important to be seen with expensive goods?
Now I'm a great believer in self-improvement, that we should do our best to notice and become one with our paranoia and confidence, that we should notice our fears, take note of them, understand them, and move on.
But what type of GOD DAMN PERSON, and I'm talking HUMAN BEING, ADVANCED, EVOLVED LIFE FORM, can have CONFIDENCE in MONEY.
In expensive items. I'm not talking about how you look here, you look however you want to, you can dress like a goth, fit into any little circle you want to as long as you realise you are STILL an individual and becoming some of a little group will not make you any more special than you already were. You can wear whatever you want, you can have whatever taste you like.
I'm talking about jewellery, not for the beautiful gems, but for flaunting expense.
Stuffy fat faced business man-children, buying sofas because they are expensive. Obviously, the LOWER priced, still of HIGH STANDARD cannot do!
It's the same with mp3 players, watches, glasses, cars, bikes, FOOD, I hate it, I hate the way price is put above quality. I know price can usually guarantee quality, but if you think that's what I'm getting at, please, pay attention again here.
GOODS. Not because of their quality, but because of their LABEL. How they are SEEN. Makes, labels, manufacturers that could sell CRAP in a can as long as their name was attached to it. SEX in a bottle, LABEL LABEL LAY ME LAY ME. Are we REALLY that desperate?
It's also this "Because x is y, x must be good" attitute that I hate, utterly and completely. I love Radiohead, WHY? Because I love a LOT of the songs they have done. Radiohead, can also, to me, be utterly rubbish.
Can that grey area exist, surely not? Can it be I can LOVE and HATE different songs? Surely now, how can I say if a band is GOOD or BAD if I HATE a few of their songs?
Judge EVERYTHING. Not by it's label, not by the band, not by HOW MUCH IT COSTS. Expense will NOT protect you. Your MONEY will not protect you from fear. No matter how much you spend, how much you surround yourself with, no matter how IMPORTANT you will FEEL walking down a street with your 40gig iPod and your rings upon your fingers, you are not safe. Don't pretend you are, you never will be, you are children of this planet so get used to it.
You know what, if we spent that extra little bit of money, giving it to charities that struggle to make good use of the cash, instead of spending it on trying to make ourselves out to be more important than we really are? Hell, I reckon we'd cure one or two things.
But it would truly, truly make my day to see just one person turn around from it, say to themselves "Hey, you know what, from now on, nobody, NOBODY on this planet will ever make me afraid, I need nothing but myself, and I never need to try and calm my paranoia by pretending to protect myself with money, and I will NEVER judge myself above or below any other person on this planet."
I bounce around thoughts, half the time I don't know what I'm saying, but that's what I do, I'm schizophrenic, argue with me and I'll read it all. Point me out here, where am I wrong?
But it's this prehistoric pretence of trying to make ourselves smell better, this hidious macho sex battle of trying falsely to put ourselves above others, it's killing us, I swear. If we are EVER to evolve, this is our first duty. We are equal, equal human beings, and we have to control love, and hate, and get along with repairing this God-damn planet before it's too late.
Thanks.
And it's good enough saying "Well, that's all good saying it, but would you really give up that much?"
Hell no! I'm not going to become some buddist without dvds and the like. I like my luxuries, I think I'll keep them.
But the point I'm desperately trying to make here, is that if we look BEYOND trying to make ourselves look good, trying to capture a mate, there's this tiny, tiny possibility we would be better people for it. We could start trying to help our friends, our family, and whatever area we're in. We could set a better example, simply by being less afraid. I'm just so sick and tired of trying so hard, only to watch day in, day out, fear grasp onto nearly everyone I know.
What if, now, big question here, we take the money we spend having our hair done, and give it to charity?
"But them charities we don't know what they do with the money and they might spend it wrong"
No, that's fear talking. That's fear of what we don't know for certain. Charities are set up to help people, to bring us cures, to set people free. We can clothe, feed, give homes to people all around the world who are struggling to live.
Instead of hair-gel, pop a few pounds in the charity box. Instead of worrying about buying that new fashion whatever it is, why not give, not much, just a bit away?
That's all. It's just not been said for a while and I'm sure sometimes it needs to be said. Thanks again, I've ranted madly.
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Grix Thraves wrote:
> I shouldn't even worry, but to be honest, some things I say, maybe
> later, I'll disagree with.
I always do it. But when I sit and think about it I feel like I've just undone my existance or turned into some hypocrite that I hate or something. All down to my hightened awareness and all.
Someone relate please.
> I shouldn't even worry, but to be honest, some things I say, maybe
> later, I'll disagree with.
I always do it. But when I sit and think about it I feel like I've just undone my existance or turned into some hypocrite that I hate or something. All down to my hightened awareness and all.
Someone relate please.
Grix Thraves wrote:
> They probably just had lots and lots of sex.
Didn't they hit a hoop with a stick?
And before that got drunk?
And before that hang people?
And before that draw on their caves with charred firewood?
And the sex, of course.
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> They probably just had lots and lots of sex.
Didn't they hit a hoop with a stick?
And before that got drunk?
And before that hang people?
And before that draw on their caves with charred firewood?
And the sex, of course.
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Ms NY wrote:
"that little paragraph put me on a major high and put a few quid in some charity boxes at work."
Woo! Thanks :)
"After re-reading it again, I now feel the strange need to throw everything away that I own and move away to Thailand dressed in orange. Only, it's late and I'll wake everyone up.."
Yup, that's one of my 'what to do next' ideas. Along with going into animation or running a cinema .
"how the hell did people entertain themselves before things got like they are now?"
They probably just had lots and lots of sex.
"that little paragraph put me on a major high and put a few quid in some charity boxes at work."
Woo! Thanks :)
"After re-reading it again, I now feel the strange need to throw everything away that I own and move away to Thailand dressed in orange. Only, it's late and I'll wake everyone up.."
Yup, that's one of my 'what to do next' ideas. Along with going into animation or running a cinema .
"how the hell did people entertain themselves before things got like they are now?"
They probably just had lots and lots of sex.
I agree with you on alot of things you said. Like I don't go for the most espensive things, just because they are expensive, I go for what's good. If it's cheap, it's a bonus, and if it's expensive, it's also a bonus, I love getting rid of money whether it is spending it on something stupidly expensive or just walking up to somebody in the street and giving them a tenner, eitherway makes me feel good. Don't know what it is about money, but I can't stand having it.
Grix Thraves wrote:
> Instead of hair-gel, pop a few pounds in the charity box. Instead of
> worrying about buying that new fashion whatever it is, why not give,
> not much, just a bit away?
Hell, I forgot to reply! ;)
The morning I read this, that little paragraph put me on a major high and put a few quid in some charity boxes at work. No big deal, but it makes a huge difference with the expression on your face and most likely someone elses life. It was nice to see a school-boy in the newsagents pop a few pennies into one, too.
After re-reading it again, I now feel the strange need to throw everything away that I own and move away to Thailand dressed in orange.
Only, it's late and I'll wake everyone up..
It is kinda hard, now you think about it, to understand why we need these things.. We don't need them at all, we'd become bored all too quickly, but how the hell did people entertain themselves before things got like they are now?
Oh.. 'natural'.
Maybe in 200 years time, people will be saying the same thing about us now. "How did people entertain themselves with DVDs and TV shows when we have chips in our brains now which enable us to watch movies in our heads.." Meh.
> Instead of hair-gel, pop a few pounds in the charity box. Instead of
> worrying about buying that new fashion whatever it is, why not give,
> not much, just a bit away?
Hell, I forgot to reply! ;)
The morning I read this, that little paragraph put me on a major high and put a few quid in some charity boxes at work. No big deal, but it makes a huge difference with the expression on your face and most likely someone elses life. It was nice to see a school-boy in the newsagents pop a few pennies into one, too.
After re-reading it again, I now feel the strange need to throw everything away that I own and move away to Thailand dressed in orange.
Only, it's late and I'll wake everyone up..
It is kinda hard, now you think about it, to understand why we need these things.. We don't need them at all, we'd become bored all too quickly, but how the hell did people entertain themselves before things got like they are now?
Oh.. 'natural'.
Maybe in 200 years time, people will be saying the same thing about us now. "How did people entertain themselves with DVDs and TV shows when we have chips in our brains now which enable us to watch movies in our heads.." Meh.
Your mass paranoid delusions have just given mine a great big jolt.
I think too much. Don't expect me to elaborate though.
I think too much. Don't expect me to elaborate though.
Do you have your own comb?
I may be jumping to conclusions, but if you want to get groomed, just come out and say it.
Seeing as you're obviously about 6.
I may be jumping to conclusions, but if you want to get groomed, just come out and say it.
Seeing as you're obviously about 6.
hey whos up 4 a shag?
iPods are great.
I don't really go for Brand clothes, more stuff I like the look of... whichmore often than not is somewhere in the middle of the fashion league, ie. Nike, Gap.
Food is food to me. I'll eat anything that's not scraped up from the pavement.
I don't understand why people pay the prices.
it's probably a case of 'Because I Can'.
If you want a Vanquish S, you have to pay Aston Martin Lagona Ltd £180,000 or whatever to get one. That's what they ask. They ask that much because they can, and because they get more money than if they ask for £109,000.
It's Capitalism... sort of, I think, maybe, kind of.
I do like nice things. A Vanquish S wouldbe nice... in Oil Black.
Still. I'm contented. I don't have a job, having just finished at Codemasters, but that should change.
Anyway.. back to my storyboard.
Later.
Food is food to me. I'll eat anything that's not scraped up from the pavement.
I don't understand why people pay the prices.
it's probably a case of 'Because I Can'.
If you want a Vanquish S, you have to pay Aston Martin Lagona Ltd £180,000 or whatever to get one. That's what they ask. They ask that much because they can, and because they get more money than if they ask for £109,000.
It's Capitalism... sort of, I think, maybe, kind of.
I do like nice things. A Vanquish S wouldbe nice... in Oil Black.
Still. I'm contented. I don't have a job, having just finished at Codemasters, but that should change.
Anyway.. back to my storyboard.
Later.
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