Basstrap
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I don't know why I expend so much time and mental energy on following, and forming opinions on, world events. I've been listening and following the news too much lately, and it is battering down my optimism! The ultimate solutions to our most pressing problems are likely decades or centuries into the future. Every corner of the world seems so goddamn hopeless these days. Pessimism, cynicism, hatred, and violence constitute the paradigm.
The more I delve, the more I can see myself coming full circle, the more I understand that the end-point in this pursuit is to finally reach the place where everybody has been all along. I often get these sneaking suspicions that I am fully one step behind everyone else.
Of course! This is why there are fluff pieces. Why did I ever scoff at them? I needed to see that dog get rescued from floating debris off the coast of Japan. I could watch it over and over again.
of course! this is why people turn off the news mid-sentence. It can be too much.
I have a nasty habit of looking on from above. Not in a metaphorical god-like sort of way, but in a more literal way. I look at a picture of earth taken from a satellite, or taken from the fucking moon, and I think of all of us down there. And I see the blackness of space framing the picture, and I see how alone we are. These moments are supremely depressing because you know what's going on down there beneath the pristine, swirling clouds, and so much of it is pure shit. I get irrational. I think, if only everyone could look at this picture and see!
But, these thoughts are not new. And they have been expressed before by greater people than I. And thoughts are not enough anyway.
As humans we are cursed. Cursed with consciousness. To be able to see what ought to be, but may very well never come to pass.
So, why bother?
I should just eat a few dozen tubes of vagisil, and watch videos of people getting kicked in the balls.
YouTube - Slow Motion Kick in the Balls!!
The more I delve, the more I can see myself coming full circle, the more I understand that the end-point in this pursuit is to finally reach the place where everybody has been all along. I often get these sneaking suspicions that I am fully one step behind everyone else.
Of course! This is why there are fluff pieces. Why did I ever scoff at them? I needed to see that dog get rescued from floating debris off the coast of Japan. I could watch it over and over again.
of course! this is why people turn off the news mid-sentence. It can be too much.
I have a nasty habit of looking on from above. Not in a metaphorical god-like sort of way, but in a more literal way. I look at a picture of earth taken from a satellite, or taken from the fucking moon, and I think of all of us down there. And I see the blackness of space framing the picture, and I see how alone we are. These moments are supremely depressing because you know what's going on down there beneath the pristine, swirling clouds, and so much of it is pure shit. I get irrational. I think, if only everyone could look at this picture and see!
But, these thoughts are not new. And they have been expressed before by greater people than I. And thoughts are not enough anyway.
As humans we are cursed. Cursed with consciousness. To be able to see what ought to be, but may very well never come to pass.
So, why bother?
I should just eat a few dozen tubes of vagisil, and watch videos of people getting kicked in the balls.
YouTube - Slow Motion Kick in the Balls!!
