I do believe...

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

more please?

Bring on the pain. There's something I can understand. There's something I can share with others. A little suffering never hurt me. I can take my place in the world, along side my fellow suffering creatures, I can claim rights and bemoan an existence that requires such a feeling. I can believe that I am different, that nobody knows what my suffering is like. I can feel supremely alone and justified. You don't know me. Nobody knows me. This pain is my own, and you can't ever understand. Yes... what I want right now are some good old-fashioned feelings of humiliation and despair. Please, tie the ropes tighter, Master. To bask in pain... to feel tough and alive... to think that I deserved to be treated better... or that I am such that I do not deserve any better... this is something I can understand. Yet another human being not sure that I am worth it... a realization of my downfalls... I can understand that... what I am really afraid of is that someone might think I am wonderful, that someone might love me, that they might actually know me and love me for what I am, that I might be obligated to be as good as I am capable of being instead of flowing through life on a current of something beyond my power. Pain you are my favorite solace; do not forsake me in my hour of need.

Monday, November 20, 2006

arrogant

Just because I like to be right... and to think I am not crazy... and to feel that perhaps other people misunderstand my use of words through their own ignorance rather than some inability of mine to communicate...

Main Entry: in·stinctPronunciation: 'in-"sti[ng](k)tFunction: noun1 : a largely inheritable and unalterable tendency of an organism to make a complex and specific response to environmental stimuli without involving reason 2 : behavior that is mediated by reactions below the conscious level
Merriam-Webster's Medical Dictionary, © 2002 Merriam-Webster, Inc.

So yeah... I was not using the word "instinct" in some unheard of way.

I am tired of feeling like just because I don't think or talk like everyone else I am not interesting or that I sound stupid. I am tired of people not realizing how much thought I have put into everything I say. I might not have put a ton of thought into how I am saying it, unless it is actually written down, but I didn't just make some kind of half-ass conclusion not involving a crap ton and a half of logic, a good amount of what I intuitively or instictually know to be consistent with my existence, and actual time out in the field gathering data. Language in the end, is largely about gaining power and hardly ever leads to any real understanding (if there can ever be understanding at all). If everyone in the room is against me and thinks I sound like the fool... then maybe I should consider this a success. I have managed to be myself and unique instead of parroting back responses like society wants me to. I have learned to use the word "instinct" in a more specific way rather than the deceptive way it has been more commonly used. I do not use it to mean that there are some things that we just inherently from birth cannot help, but rather as an obvious indicator that there is something outside of consciousness and logic. I wonder how many people in that room who were most vociferously arguing with me had actually any understanding of behavioral psychology. I wasn't making any profound new statement but rather adding my spin to an already widely understood concept. I hate groups. I hate my lack of ability to communicate with more than one person at a time. The truth is though, if any one individual sat down and talked to me, and I didn't feel that it was a waste of time for me to try to explain myself to them, I would make sense if they gave me a chance. But the fact of the matter is that I use language differently than you do, and as a group you will always realize that and use your power in numbers to prove me wrong before you even know what I have said. I refuse to feel akward or out of place any longer; I feel powerful and like you are all letting yourselves be watered down by societal norms of language. Right now, it should be known, that I feel very arrogant.

Friday, November 17, 2006

interesting

i need some new direction... something new and interesting needs to happen... rather, i need to make something new and interesting happen... i am not looking forward to Turkey Day... i don't feel like participating in traditions right now... really I feel like hanging out with Shannon and watching some Jackie Chan... and then travelling... i have never travelled :( i have never wanted so to travel as much as i do right now... i even feel like meeting new people... and i want to write something awesome, but everything i write lately is crap... and my head keeps hurting... i need to dance... maybe this orchestra concert will inspire me... maybe not... usually they just put me to sleep, unfortunately... i am going to buy a cell phone, and call everyone until they friggin' talk to me... soon.... i am in the waiting part of my life... trapped by my own love of routine... things will be better soon... prolly

Monday, November 06, 2006

Bliss

Today has been one of the happiest days of my life. Not in the usual bouncy overwhelmed with joy sense, but in a way that has left me with a deep seated sense of peace and renewed faith in humanity. Or maybe just the potential of humanity and my ability to be patient enough to be receptive towards it. My computer is being taken care of, and there are many wonderful things left in the world for me to discover. Hope has been restored in my heart to almost as full as it once was. Today seemed the beginning of a new era... my mind during my sleep last night finally reached some kind of new milestone or understanding that shifted my entire perception to one that was much more positive and favorable toward mankind. Truth... I have doubted for some time that it existed... but now I am reminded why I value it so much. Suffice it to say... I <3 existentialism, and current circumstances. I feel that I have worked hard for, and earned, the happiness I have at this moment. It is not ignorant bliss but rather a peace after a long war. Though I have had help from friends and fate, I feel that in the end the real battle was fought by me alone at night crying in the dark and fighting to make sense and meaning and order and potential in my mind and in my life. Perhaps I have a future. Who Knows?

That being said... my family visited recently. My parents still stress me out beyond all healthy bounds. I can chose to distant myself from them, and I have. The hard part is chosing not to be bitter or to not feel guilty for distancing myself.