Have you ever sat down at night after a hard day of labor, feeling partially relieved and yet dissapointed that while you are working your butt off, your boss is on vacation in Tahiti? Or maybe you were younger, there was that time when Jerry ran off with the toy you found, and you wanted it back.
There's always going to be that upper guy, the guy that has a bigger pocket (unless you're Bill Gates), the guy with more power (unless you're Obama), and the guy with the bomb (now if you're a terrorist... I really don't want to talk to you. EVER), but that's all the luck of the draw. Some of us were born rich, came into the right industry at the right time with the right ideas, and *boom* we're higher than we thought we could ever be.
But that's not fair. For as that multibillionaire dines on his fine dinner of caviar sushi (I find that disgraceful), you're stuck with the styrofoam plate of Panda Express. Yeah, that guy is probably enjoying his buttox and you're not, whatever happened to that kid in Africa? He would probably give everything he ever earned to eat that "junk" you have; it would be the BEST thing he ever tasted (obviously this is a guy that HASN't met a dirt-rich-steak-for-breakfast-everyday dude).
So before you sit down in your (death)bed, think about this... You're life isn't perfect or anywhere close, but it could be a LOT worse... Optimists always go further in pessimists; It takes optimism and commitment to become a multibillionaire, you know?
And anyway, if life was fair, it wouldn't be that much better anyway... It would be plain, no fun, no unfair in your favor. So just think about that.
Showing posts with label phillosophy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label phillosophy. Show all posts
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
My Life... What Is The Meaning Of Life?
I've stopped programming; there's no need to force myself to do the things that I do not enjoy, I might as well enjoy the rest of my er... teenagehood before it turns into adulthood.
So anyway, my aunt's coming over, I've had some serious talks with my parents over the fact that the school isn't teaching me anything and that there should be some alternatives, and I've ran into some issues with spammers, stalkers, and generally annoying people. Just a typical, wonderful weekend in the life of me.
I'm going to end my night by just saying some of my thoughts recently on what we are and who we have become. If you don't like the ideas of phillosophies and intricate universalized thinking, I suggest you turn back... now.
Okay, so what are we? Well, deep down inside, we're all the same thing, we're all our father's little child, our mother's precious baby. No, I don't mean like sissy or hottie, yes that would mean baby, but I mean we were all a baby at one point, weren't we?
From being a baby, we slowly grew. We took in what the system had to teach us, and what our parents wanted to teach us that the system didn't. In Kindergarden we learned how to add and subtract, how to read and how to write the alphabet, and in First Grade they taught us how to add larger numbers, and how to start reading picture books.
Well, we've all (hopefully) came a long way from those days of stumbling on 4-letter words, and hopefully for the better. Now we read through novels and memos, we do large and vast thought processes and think nothing of it. Our minds of utterly evolved since the time of our birth.
What does life mean? Well, does life have one general meaning? I think we should consider the fact that life is all about what's important to different people, and since different people consider life to mean different things, then in that case the meaning of life is a personal thing, like what's our name or when were we born.
You determine what life means for you. You don't know quite what all that means until you lay in your deathbed, recalling upon all those thoughts you lived and experienced throughout those years of good and bad. But when you do, you know what was meaningful for you, who made you who you are, and ultimately, what lies out there for people.
Now I'm sorry if I didn't get you right; if I don't represent you properly. I'm just young, and I'm talking of my mind. I will progress significantly, in this day 2020 I will be a different person, and I will be closer to MY meaning of life.
So anyway, my aunt's coming over, I've had some serious talks with my parents over the fact that the school isn't teaching me anything and that there should be some alternatives, and I've ran into some issues with spammers, stalkers, and generally annoying people. Just a typical, wonderful weekend in the life of me.
I'm going to end my night by just saying some of my thoughts recently on what we are and who we have become. If you don't like the ideas of phillosophies and intricate universalized thinking, I suggest you turn back... now.
Okay, so what are we? Well, deep down inside, we're all the same thing, we're all our father's little child, our mother's precious baby. No, I don't mean like sissy or hottie, yes that would mean baby, but I mean we were all a baby at one point, weren't we?
From being a baby, we slowly grew. We took in what the system had to teach us, and what our parents wanted to teach us that the system didn't. In Kindergarden we learned how to add and subtract, how to read and how to write the alphabet, and in First Grade they taught us how to add larger numbers, and how to start reading picture books.
Well, we've all (hopefully) came a long way from those days of stumbling on 4-letter words, and hopefully for the better. Now we read through novels and memos, we do large and vast thought processes and think nothing of it. Our minds of utterly evolved since the time of our birth.
What does life mean? Well, does life have one general meaning? I think we should consider the fact that life is all about what's important to different people, and since different people consider life to mean different things, then in that case the meaning of life is a personal thing, like what's our name or when were we born.
You determine what life means for you. You don't know quite what all that means until you lay in your deathbed, recalling upon all those thoughts you lived and experienced throughout those years of good and bad. But when you do, you know what was meaningful for you, who made you who you are, and ultimately, what lies out there for people.
Now I'm sorry if I didn't get you right; if I don't represent you properly. I'm just young, and I'm talking of my mind. I will progress significantly, in this day 2020 I will be a different person, and I will be closer to MY meaning of life.
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