- Mood:
Stuck - Listening to: Nine Inch Nails
- Reading: Between the Lines...
- Watching: ... The computer screen. (Silly)
- Playing: With thoughts of grandeur (Always!)
- Eating: The rest of a good enchilada the wife made
- Drinking: Ummm... Lime Koolaid. (heh)
Hello everyone...
I think I'll just get right into this then.
*Ahem...*
I believe I'm coming to that awkwardly weird stage of life where I begin to become ever so slightly more self-aware...
Where I am given many choices... All with life altering consequences.
Mind you, I do not wish to say I wish to be young again, back at age where I was not required to fend for my own existence.(though, that thought HAS crossed my mind a few times...)
It seems, that in my physical, and more so,my mental endeavors,I have simply ended with too many questions... rather than conclusions.
Hmm... No that's not right...
I should rather say that I have come to more questions than I would have preferred.
(Yes, that sounds better.)
I have seen a question I have been pondering since my first few cognitive years...
(Around 8 or 10)
Fighting... Why?
I understand the many factors put into a fight/argument: the most important of which being simply this: "Perspectives... are almost always relative" -Me. (I hope...)
That means that, automatically, we all seem to be pit against each other. Diversity itself seeming to cause strife and turmoil.
But... I also happen to know that this is not always the case. Nor is it even the issue half the time...
I think, that to explain this, I must go around a few turns... so, if you are still reading I ask that you'd bear with my mind, as it does tend to jump around a bit.
...
From my early youth, I remember the lessons I was taught. Most, if not all were given in simple formats of black and white: Fire is hot, water is wet, the sky is blue, and so on...
As I (We) aged my instructors began to teach me (us) other more complicated formulas of life. the contrast of division between the black and white blurred ever so slightly, but not enough for me to worry, or even notice.
At about 16 or so, when the invisible line between the two colors blurred enough to cause me some trouble, I think I actually began to question things a little more deeply... Sometimes, enjoying the long roundabout of discussions I had with myself in the privacy (And coziness) of my mind. Everyday actions and discussions I observed, I tried to play the part of the 'great watcher' and learn everything I could from everything I saw.
I came up with a few good insights here and there, but I should note that I had ALOT of help and inspiration from my family and friends.
And then, I think about 18 or so, I came to a bit of a conclusion. One I am comfortable enough with to write and inform you about: "There is almost always an exception to every rule, Including this one."
There.
I do hope I'm the first to write this in such a way, (For we all seem to strive for originality) but I'm pretty sure I'm not the first to think it.
At first glance it seems almost like the ultimate cop-out. Its almost paradoxal really... (I do hope I'm spelling that right)
Simply said, in life there are laws, and constants, and then there are the loop holes which connect and undermine most of these, and then there are the extremes of all of these.
The ultimate constant, I believe, is God.
I am told, (And I do believe) that He (Somehow, don't ask me how, I'm still figuring it out... But hey, that's called Faith! And also, another journal entry all on its own.)has been, and always will be. Infallible, omnipotent, all seeing, and all powerful. God is... all.
Now, that's an extreme constant, (And I do mean that respectively.) for a regular constant, let us say... The sunrise.
Assuming that one lives in the good ol' US of A, (Heh heh, inside joke...) one can expect to see the sun rise from the east and set to the west. Every day, of every week, of every month, of every year... it is the same. Sunrise, sunset, as they say. (A pun? Ohhhh... I'm getting sly in my old age! Heh.)
Sadly, there will almost certainly be a time where our planet slows its revolution around the yellow star, (And at that point I think it would almost certainly be a red giant, or something to that effect... I do hope I'm getting this right.) and falls into it, or explodes... Or something.
Thus, killing the constant. (And whatever happens to be on the planet at that point and time... I'm thinking... Death, taxes, cockroaches, and... Cher! Ha!)
An exception to a rule... Hmm. Lets think of a good one now...
Ah! There's a good one: the death of the sun being altered or (Perhaps...) stopped by science: Maybe, just maybe, in the future, when we stop killing each other for a long enough period of time, the world advances its science far enough to... *Ahem* ...kill entropy. (Hah! Another one! I'm on a freaking roll! Whoo!)
But that, dear reader(s) is a grand assumption of things to come... a hope. A fantasy, some may say. (But remember, perspectives are relative.)
A better example then... Hmm...
...Damn. Can't seem to find a good one right now... I might add a foot-note to this sucker when I'm done later on.
Ok, back to the point then...
Fighting.
Its not always an equation of: disagreement + anger X hormones (which equal the sum of your own individual brain chemistry)= outcome.
There are as many variants as possible in an argument. and when you add more people they only increase exponentially...
Oooh...
Lordy... My head is starting to swing a little toward the woozy side now... I think this is why I stayed away from social science as a school subject (Instead of just a hobby): horribly intriguing, but boy will it give you and eventual migraine. (Heh heh... ow.)
I'm going to try and sum this up to and end now.
(I do apologize, this one was rather odd yes?)
I... fear fighting. It seems unnecessary to me. And to a few others too... I think its half of that, and the fear that I won't be read, if the time comes for me to fight...
Fear, also seems to be a constant with me. (But its a brilliantly built survival mechanism too...)
*Sigh*
I'm going to take some Advil and go take a nap...
I do apologize if I've confused any of you as much as I think I've just confused myself.
...Ow.
Heh heh...
Good night.
-Theory
~nyu~