Monday, November 14, 2005

 

11.13.05

Every now and then people ask, "Man, don't you get tempted up there?"

Well, man does have a natural desire to want to implant his seed in every accessible female.

It's a feral instinct-- a basic human desire that we share with the animals.

I like to think that I'm better than that.

Plus, it makes it a lot easier to have an awesome girlfriend that you would do anything for.

And that's including not implanting your seeds in every accessible female.

It's really not that hard, guys.

Have some willpower.

And affection.

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He would describe all of it in one word: progressive. That's was his view. Economy and physics.

It was a simple law: what stays in motion wants to remain in motion, and that's what it was eternally doing. It was a big organism that had too many things going on at once and people did their best to try and justify it all as a whole. However, to him, it was just too gargantuan.

Things were going to happen every now and then and the worst part was there was nothing you could do to stop it. True, there were many ways to avoid the multiple instances that could occur spontaneously, but it was going to happen. It was bound to. Controlled chaos, some would call it.

To move on from one thing to the next. To ebb and to flow. To roll with the punches. To be, in a sense, nomadic, sporadic. That's how one had to operate in order to function at all in this world.

It was all too easy to crash and burn. To be stagnant, lethargic. To sit there and try to justify what had just happened.

The idea that a plan had been set out for all seemed ridiculous. What was the point-- self-discovery? What good could self-discovery and the strengthening of character be in an environment where it would constantly be tested and needed but never ultimately change?

Why were some plans harder, easier, longer or shorter than others? Some were just born lucky, he guessed. It isn't entirely fair that some were blessed with stalwart demeanors and strong stomachs.

Like many blunders, it had surely been established with good intentions, but now there was just too much suffering. The entire mechanism was a trap for its inhabitants. It was an abandoned product. Everyone had their problems and sometimes it seemed like that was the only connection found, let alone, shared.

If anyone was going to save one another, it would be each other. People were lonely, but they were lonely together.

For every solution, multiple conflicts resulted. It was a cycle that was started long ago and never evolved to a better position.

No one liked to be wrong. No one enjoyed not having control. People are inherently selfish-- it's a product of survival. What beauty could be found was encapsulated into a single concept and reserved for a certain group. Certain universals became luxuries. One man's treasure was literally one man's treasure and no one elses.

The catch was that things had to be this way in order to exist-- there needed to be a reason for employment. It could not continue to strive for as long as it had if it wasn't. The machine hadn't been built with unlimited resources-- that just wouldn't make sense. One had to feed off pain in one way or another in order to get away from it. Happiness was attained at the expense of someone else. Without an imbalance, some things wouldn't move forward. Something can't be moved in a given directon without a push.

It was all a given. It was overlooked. People needed to be busy.

And busy they were and forever busy will they be. It was a circle, an infinite routine.

He would describe all of it in one word: progressive.

That's was his view.

Economy and physics.

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I'm wearing my "Lisa" socks.

You only wish you were this badass.

Holla.

Okay, you're a little too excited.

Down, boy.

Docking out...
-Ryan : stick witchu

Ryan posted this at 1:37 AM.