12/21/19 - "A Brief Introduction to Zoology" ...Of course, the coolest people all separate from their families at an early age, and try to live out a dangerous, survivalistic "lifestyle", that closely mirrors the habits of others, and competitively seeks ideological "honor" from society. Those are the real "players", and anyone who balks at these rules is declared a "sore loser" outright, needing to "get their shit together", and admit to theirselves that in the "real world", it's unethical to help anyone else succeed... Tragically, many of those people who blindly followed these social dictates ended up dead, or in jail, or on "the streets"... Those who did succeed usually had social status to begin with, and never cared to regard their privileges as wrong, or unfair, in any way. Among those who were poor, holding fast to the faux "principles" of "the game", vulnerability to failure often proved an inevitable fate, as it was hotly sought-after by their competitors. Like a "Medal of Honor" in American war, those who were able to overcome all the constant threats to their survival were considered "winners", more worthy and capable of living. It was comical to eliminate competition, and revel in social status, because God was not watching, and all-things-animal were glorious. I've never cared much for sports, or money, or professional titles... Nor have I ever envied anyone who did. Actually, no one strikes me as particularly impressive. I think it would have been obvious to me if an exemplar, worthy of my fascination, had existed. Noticing this, that the history of the world was bleak and tragic, and noticing that I did not consider myself to be devoid of any good or potential, I decided to reserve my interest and favor to a place where it belonged. If no one else could inspire me, and inspiration were the basis of a meaningful existence, I had better to place faith only in one who cared about such things. ...And so, it begins... |