Happy Birthday brother. Nothing I can say can thank you enough.
Hope you understand.
Friday, 15 April 2011
Sometimes you want to push limits, reach out and touch the edge just to see if you'll get cut. Sometimes, everything becomes too much and you just need to see how far you can go to be able to look back for a moment and think about what's happening. I guess we have to reach the edge.
Things sometimes start to lose realism, don't you think? Ever get that feeling where everything around you ISN'T REAL? As if it's all a big…video game or something. Walking down the street sometimes, looking at the cars and the people moving around dealing with each other..I feel like it's some kind of a movie that I am watching. I feel like sometimes I am just an observer; watching how everything works and wondering about how it all sticks together. There are a lot of things happening on a daily basis that aren't considered normal..but then again in our time what defines normal? What defines regularity or conformity? How are we to judge ourselves?
It's all very puzzling if you ask me. Sometimes I dream about leaving to a remote place where there is no technology, no electricity and no contact. I dream about building a hut there, and living in it. Planting my own food and growing it or else go out and forage for what I need to keep me alive that day. Bare minimum is what I'm talking about here people. It seems to me that the "need" for a lot of things will soon emerge to be just "wants"; we will realize that everything we ever needed we were born with. We might learn how to hunt, fish, etc. Work with our hands to build things, our own way. Sit and think, and think, and think; until we don't need to think anymore. Just be, and see where that takes us. Is that reality? I'll have to analyze that and work it out. Maybe in the rawness of it all, we might be able to step back and meet with ourselves, and eventually get to know ourselves better. Sit back and listen to the sound of silence once in a while. I can imagine how reading the newspaper just wouldn't affect me anymore, I just wouldn't need it. Wouldn't need anything. Just food for that day, something to do. Explore, build, play. Maybe domesticate some animals; try to start where they started about 100,000 years ago.
Would you become lonely though, eventually? Like that crazy guy in that movie who made best friends with a volleyball. Would we go crazy? We are social animals after all, what would we do without all that?
There's another thought that comes to mind here. Our thought processes are constantly altered by inputs of new information, and all this information comes from other people in the form of media, communication, news, interaction, etc., right? So without any more contact from anyone else; what will happen to our thought process? Logically it would just form as many new thoughts and revelations as it could from all the existing interactions and information already encountered and stored. But for how long? 3-4 years at max would be my guess. The scary part is what would happen after that; I don't know why I feel like our thought process would start going in circles. Very large circles. What would happen to our dreams?
Sometimes I ask questions that I wish I had the answers to, but it's coming to my realization that some of those questions can never be answered. Where are we now, in this spectrum of reality? My guess would be that we are forever lost in it.
at 8:22 pm