Life's Grand

There's always been something new in life, a question you answer through experience, or someone you know, who becomes more and more valuable overtime. Life can seem like an aimless endeavor sometimes, but you always return back to what is in your soul. "One can do only what one wants to do." This is a reasonable quote isn't it? This refers directly to having passion for something that doesn't fulfill the requirements for "the normal (boring) vision". Society wants you to hand your life over to help spin their wheel of bs that upholds the order of economy. Fitting within these restrictive boundaries to maintain a ranking of bs in this mediocrity is expected. Sorry, I'm not interested, there are more important things for me to do with the rest of my life.

When you feel lost and unaccepted by the world, look into the mirror and ask yourself, "where should I take this?"

The world has no answers, you won't find anything looking blindly at the world. Look deeper than that, think about what occupies your mind. Do you find yourself thinking about accomplishments, (that in the public eye, would seem irrelevant)? Lets say, after a long day being tortured by work, finally when at home do you have anymore mental energy left to accomplish anything? I do. This is because my personal interests override the cognitive destruction that takes place through the mindless monotony, seemingly forced upon us, by society to survive... you can break out of this, if you have the courage to.

It is difficult to tell whether what you do with your life is worthwhile. Is it substantial, or could it be ineffective? How can you tell? And why should you care? Enjoy what your mind produces and the creative spontaneity that is your reason to be. During these times of self discovery, only will you realize who you are and what you're not.

Stickmen

When leaning on someone or something else (as a constant) throughout life, are you based on something other then yourself. You can listen to words uttered from the mouths of liars or indignant fools, worship the workplace, t.v, world leaders, flags, books, corporations, myths, churches, icons or even general knowledge; comfort is all that will be found in these “nothings.” Drinking water that pours from a tap apparently happens. This may feel like something, and to the individual this does happen, if you follow through with the procedure involved. If you’re lonely, water can be mistaken for a friend as it potentially enhances ones health, it is refreshing and passes a string of time. But this practice is usually not thought about seconds after the water has been drunk, when maybe the individual has accomplished the most important ordeal in ones life. The question will always remain, what is important? Is it interaction with other humans, interaction with natural resources, or interaction with your own ideas and objectives? Another question that deals specifically with the title “Stickmen” is what is weakness, and does success actually develop from weakness, because the general people draw towards weak ideas even weaker then themselves. It is easy to die before death. Dying in this book will carry a new meaning. Dying means “the more you believe, the less you are an individual.” To answer these burdening questions I must tell a story about “Stickmen”. Stickmen are a consistent breed of non-thinkers who are so numb from societies constructs and expectations that are all as dead as their quite dead ancestors. They spend their lives deceiving others that they are in control because they have climbed higher up the ladder of nothingness then those they control. What comes from being controlled by Stickmen? The story goes that guilt, fear, shame, harsh self-analysis and failure derive from being controlled. I am not promoting opinion as much as I promote resentment for relentless confidence in an abyss of meaningless. The story will continue for as long as the sun beats down on our tortured world.

Three blind men walked into a convenience store and one of them tripped over a display of laundry soap and created a mess for everyone to see. The non-clumsy two were infuriated with the clumsy one because he made a big spectacle of himself and indirectly made them appear bad as well. The clumsy one joyfully exclaimed, “ why are you over-reacting , I have done nothing wrong, can you see what just happened, no. Can you hear what just happened, yes. Am I sincerely concerned with this matter, NO!” From this tale, the one most would commonly accuse as being the culprit, in reality was the hero because he refused to commit himself to concern. This is strength, this is good…

When leaning on someone or something (as a constant) throughout life, you are basing yourself on belief in some kind of security; you are a stickman. Listening to and blindly agreeing with so-called important voices may not be as confusing as revolting against them. Importance is saying one idea is better and more valid then another therefore, importance has to be cancelled out of every conclusion; only to the individual, diluted with whatever is in their head, can importance exist. Individualism is also deceiving, because individualism can spread throughout human circles like a disease and turn everybody against their own minds. This happens because Stickmenism is an easy way out of strength. Strength is meaningless as well but it is more fulfilling then “mind slavery”, because at least you get to live your own life in question and thought and not drugged by general consensus.

Strength Through Discontentment

Belief in happiness is like believing in dragons or elves, there is no reason, because neither exist. One might find this to be a bleak view, when really it is just the clearest one. When one thinks he or she is happy, they have merely convinced themselves that their life is not meaningless. "Importance is man's greatest delusion" Gary Everett

No one cares about anything but themselves and we are fueled by compliments and affirmation. When listening to someone you are just ensuring that they will listen back. And if they don't, and continue never to, you will eventually hate them. It's an ongoing cycle of self-obsession. People everywhere are generally shallow and empty inside and that is why I have chosen to share my most vital answers. Your respect and patience is required to obtain this wisdom, or religion...

When a cop stops a rape does he or she want to be a hero, do a real job or react to a situation, instinctivly. Who cares, I don't, to be quite honest I have no idea what would go through my mind when deciding to stop a rape. I do believe that this is a nice thing to do and hopefully the victim is appreciative toward the officer or perhaps person disquised as one.

If you noticed that was irrelevant to read, you are correct, but so is getting up in the morning, or working an 11 hour shift making bagels, creating a piece of art or performing a successful heart transplant on some dumb kid. All these "accomplishments" are as equally futile as the next. When you finally realize this as a fact, then I will be able to mold you, well, not that, but instruct you on how to use discontentment as a weapon against society. Til then, start not believing a word anyone tells you because everyone is a relentless liar, and this means you. Also start calling yourself an asshole every morning for the next two weeks...