Drinking: It's not rocket surgery.

Thursday, August 7, 2008

the absinthe of proof is not proof of absinthe.

i just had a really weird thought: what if i was the most quiet person on earth? obviously it's not true because i'm typing now, but just before this. and during that weird firing of ganglia and synapses i quickly became aware of how ridiculous this thought was, and the amount of people who were trying to be quiet at that moment on the earth, and their situations and the crazy things they were doing and for what extremely disturbing or righteous reasons that may be. it's always the quiet ones. sneaksneaksneak.

on a lighter note: i'm watching THE POWER OF NIGHTMARES, straussian philosopher's beware. ever get the feeling that you're afraid of everything?

yah, probably another leo strauss attack.
it sucks when you begin to see the scope of the world through the eyes of someone who rushed home to watch gunsmoke. i understand that materialism and selfish ignorant arrogance has overrun society. i ain't hatin'. well, maybe i am.

WAKE THE FUCK UP EVERYONE
[easier said than done]

why do we have to fear everything?
why are we so twisted that enjoyment can never be peaceful?
why can't we just a have a drink and a puff and remember, enjoy, celebrate in what the depths of philosophy and arts and thousands of years of culture and society has amalgamated to instead of brooding over the minor details.

whether it be seeking justice and some fucked up visage of an aristotlelian wet dream, pursuing some twisted and absurd motive justified by "god's will," or jerking off to the latest music video by whatever blonde poop star is being pushed by the meat market: you might want to start ruminating on what it is you call a life.

time is limited. we are small. let's all agree that we try to stay aware of our actions and let them flow from a compassion towards what we are, rather than a fear of what we are not or could be.

most importantly: a) don't take any of this seriously. b) make your own decisions.


take it from dr. badger:

scared of clowns? let's go to the circus!
not sure if dog's will bite you when you're about to pet them? cover your hand in animal fat.
can't swim? use your hands and hold air in your lungs. buoyancy, idiot.
worried about your next car payment? sell your car.
feeling nervous about approaching that "special someone?" open your heart. buoyancy, idiot.
threatened by something, anything, anyone? laugh. if they don't laugh with you, run.
scared of assholes? finger yours. we all have one.
can't find the time? please, just fucking do it. you need it.
looking for substance? pinch yourself.
uneasy about confronting conflict? make yourself big and make loud noises...or is that for dealing with bears?
can't remember why you're here? i can't explain. all we can do is remind each other.
milk taste bad? check the expiration date, dummy.
afraid of death? everyone dies, get over it. this one takes time, really. get over it.
afraid of change? everything changes, get over it. this one takes time, really. get over it.
don't know what to think anymore? it gets worse. find your safe place.
actually: make your safe place. finding is frustrating, making is possible.
scared of making? cover yourself in paint and run the streets wild. we've been waiting for you.

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