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Teeth grinding.

April 17, 2008

I generally don’t do what people don’t want me to do. This is why I’m usually not a jerk to people, or annoying. I’ll really only impose myself when I feel something is wrong or could be better, or I feel I have something valuable to add to the situation.

So if people don’t want me around, I won’t be around; I’m not going to waste my time and energy if I’m not valued. Most of the time, these sentiments of “you are unwanted” are not expressed directly. Rather, the once held sentiments of “you are wanted” dissipate in a significant way. I always give the benefit of the doubt when I can, because mistakes happen, but I also think I read the signs pretty well. Repetition of forgetting becomes a very good excuse, and I’ve seen it too often before to assume coincidence.

Which is why I have been eating by myself more often lately.

The tides of fortune, I suppose.

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Love live.

April 16, 2008

Went to a concert on Wednesday night. It was fucking AMAZING. I was getting pumped for it, but when I arrived (a little late because some asshole had to wreck on the Merritt Parkway) it really hit me how great this was gonna be. I met my brother Mike and my friend Alex there, scarfed down the two hot dogs they brought me, and got in line to get searched and enter the Chevrolet Theatre (previously the Oakdale).

Let me tell you now, I wasn’t too sure about our tickets. I couldn’t find our seats on the diagram online, so I was kind of scared that they were going to be shit. But when we got up to about where they were, asked an associate to point out where we were, and actually go to our seats, I was blown away. Our seats couldn’t have been any better; we were seated in a little section called the “Loge,” which was right on the edge of the upper deck. Only one row of seats in front of us, and there were none behind us. Amazing.

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:)

April 15, 2008

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“Post #[insertnumber]“.

April 14, 2008

Sorry folks, no new post for today (Monday). I figure I posted one late enough last night that it counts for today… anyway, they’d be too jammed together. I’ve been sort of struggling for material… well, not really, I’ve just been very distracted.

I was going to leave a post number title again, but apparently WordPress doesn’t number them anymore. So that sucks. But I’ve still got the period there… admittedly, its placement is a little awkward. I’m over it.

Edit: I’ve just found out where the post number is… if I don’t make a title, it auto-assigns a number into the permalink, but not in the menu for drafts.

I’ve also really confused the whole quotation mark system. It sees the period at the end and flips the mark around the opposite way it’s supposed to be. Man, for having my initial title screwed over so badly, this one is working out absurdly awesome.

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Testamentality.

April 13, 2008

It’s not a word, don’t bother looking it up.

I was just reflecting back on this past year of my life. Previous to right about now, I could’ve said the year previous to this one was the most chaotic, action packed, and fluctuating. But I’d have to say even the last nine months beats the hell out of every year of my life combined. Except maybe birth. Just about every clichéd event that could happen to a person happened to me. Except maybe drug addiction and a car crash. And hitting it big at the casino… or getting drafted… whatever, don’t worry about it.

I’ve been up, down, all around. And this has brought up the idea of suicide/assisted suicide into my head. Life may blow, I can tell you this from personal and vicarious experience, but in the end it’s better than not having it… sort of like, it’s better to have loved and lost than never loved at all. I think at one time, I tried to take the pragmatic point of view that if life sucks/is going to suck, don’t do it… but that’s a bad idea now that I think about it.

This is turning out to be a badly thought out post.

Back on track… I’ve always been fond of the expression “There are worse things than death that can happen to a person,” or something similar. Slavery, imprisonment, torture… pain can be worse than death. But I’m not so entirely sure anymore. In certain situations, death can be a release from a hell… but then, that’s the end. There is much more to life than just the present; there is hope and possibility. Only in the face of absolute certainty that things will never be better, ever, should it even be considered to stop life. Even an incomplete life, a diseased or handicapped or damaged life, all are worth living. One, because it’s all we’ve got. Two, because even the slightest good that can be done is worth living for; there is no greater good than the proliferation of good.

I write this because sometimes this idea can get lost or forgotten, and maybe this post will be read by someone and convince them that what seems so horrible now may not be so horrible in the future… Such is the nature of life, and of being alive.

Keep it together… I love you all.

(I’m fine.)

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Selflessness for the self.

April 10, 2008

March 31:
These ideas aren’t complete… just semi-cogent.

Does selflessness exist? We can consider the ideal within the word: doing something for the sake of anyone but yourself, with no consideration to yourself. Is this possible, at all? In reality, it can be denied: most develop a sense of well-being from doing good for others; thus, the motivation becomes doing something to feel good about yourself. Self-sacrifice, in the minds of many, turns itself into self-serving actions, and thus there can be no such thing as altruism.

Ultimately, two things stand in the way of altruism being a real thing, both related to the mootness of the idea. First, and I admit I learned this from the book “The Art of Loving” by Eric Fromm: the common ideal of “love thy neighbor as you love thyself.” Though this is the biblical-ish version, it is a fairly widespread idea. In it is implied that in order to love your neighbor, you must love yourself. This can be considered a particularly selfish idea, self-love, but inherently essential for love of your neighbor. Thus, “altruism” can only be committed to if you have a personal stake in it, a paradox.

Second, the idea that we as people in society can truly become independent decision makers. What we do reverberates throughout society and ultimately comes back to us in some way… I suppose many might call this karma. Regardless, we can not expect to be actors in society and not receive reflections of our actions. It just so happens that altruistic and positive behaviors are typically reflected back in a similarly positive manner. Thus, it becomes an almost simplistic and childish idea that we can choose to act a certain way without its consequences affecting us. The idea that most are, or are capable of being, incognizant of this is even more unrealistic. So in reality, it is almost impossible to act “altruistically.” The one exception being giving something extremely, extremely valuable, particularly your life. Once it’s given, there’s no way to receive any reward. (Unless you believe there is an afterlife or something similar, in which case it’s still ultimately self-serving.)

This is in no way a negative thing. I find it ridiculous to the utmost to expect altruism as the greatest good, for the above reason. Being helpful, caring, etc. makes society a better place, and ultimately makes it better for me. This drive for the greatest good for everyone in order to create the greatest good for yourself is the ultimate Great Good, in my opinion. It is where the line between self and community blurs, and they become one. I become the community, the community becomes us all together. On a societal level, utopian to the extreme, but on an individual level, perfectly reasonable and achievable. I know many who push themselves to this ideal, and I try to model myself after that.

April 2:
If we take the above as valid, even in the remote, then we can at least consider that the most we can achieve is not selflessness, but that others become equivalent to the self. Self-love becomes love for others by nature; I believe this would be the essence of compassion and empathy. This makes the most sense to me.

Thus, a fully “selfless” person, hereby fully empathetic, does things for others as if they were himself. This then transcends the idea of “them and me,” to be only “me;” in essence, we become fully selfish. I believe someone else came up with this idea as “My narcissism has gone global.” I think it’s the ONE campaign. (I’ve since been informed that it’s Product (RED)… thanks Mike.)

April 8:
I’ve recently been re-going over the book The Art of Loving by Eric Fromm, and one important point that he makes, which is strongly supported in general by psychologists, is that a person who can’t love themselves is incapable of loving others. This conjures the idea that being completely self-less could possibly occur if you value yourself so little that all others are automatically above you… this is impossible, a paradox. You must love yourself–must give to yourself–if you plan on doing so for others. Giving to others is then, by nature, an action pursuant to loving oneself; one must first be self-serving before being self-less, or fully empathetic.

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A fundamental lack.

April 8, 2008

Words are great, I love to use and abuse them. I invent words, come up with new uses for old words, and combine them all into a mash of expressive genius.

Unfortunately, some hurdles are dug in deeper than others. In particular, I find the lack of a neutral gender seriously aggravating. For instance, in a previous post I kept having to either say “him or herself” or pick a gender. I really don’t like the option of “oneself;” even though it does serve its purpose sometimes, in others it completely kills the mood, and it comes across as snoody.

This lack of a gender-neutral term, while easily circumvented, leads to something more negative than poor word choice. The nature of people to choose the easiest, simplest mode of function, which is good in my opinion, leads most to pick just one… which tends to be the masculine. Most of the time, I just say “he” or “him” because it’s the easiest for me, but what does it say about our value systems?

It certainly isn’t a major thing, not even up to size for a minor thing… it’s tiny. But tiny things make up the big things.

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Wow!

April 7, 2008

I’ve just been featured on Redorbit.com’s blogs of the day! I don’t know what it means, but that’s spectaaaaacular.

Meanwhile, I have to forego a significant post for today… I’ve got some urgent homework. But you get this! No worries, there’ll be one for Thursday.

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To kill a joke…ingbird.

April 5, 2008

Things can get over-used; it’s pretty much a fact of life. As the title suggests, jokes are usually killed in this manner. Muscles get tired through over-use, shoes get worn out, clichés are clichés because they are over-used. Over-used is getting over-used.

This principle, however, should not be liberally applied. You can never have too much proper fun, too many hugs, or smile too much.

The topic of this post, though, is not about any of those things. So, we’ll get to the point…

In part of my family, we have a label for what many people inherently do: swearing to relieve stress. Keeping our minds out of the gutter, the term is “fuck-therapy.” Sometimes, a good epithet is really the only solution.

If you’re thinking ahead, maybe you know where I’m going with this.

Fuck-therapy can be over-used. It loses its efficacy when every other word is a curse, and I’ve only really realized this in the wake of my serious cutback in swearing.

That could bring us to the larger issue of any therapy, whether it be medical or psychological, and the common tendency to over-medicate and/or over-compensate for any sort of “anomaly” in “standard” health. It happens in dentistry, medicine, psychiatry, and society in general. When the therapy becomes a habit, an addiction of sorts, is it really helping to alleviate anything?

With my über-application of fuck-therapy, I found that it caused more problems than it really solved. Excess is its own disease, folks.

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A new philosophy?

April 3, 2008

I apologize for not getting this out yesterday. Thursday is my busiest day of the week, and it was particularly insane.

Pretty much all of my life philosophies focus on avoiding dumbassery, the collective unit of stupid and stagnant actions and thoughts. These are “negative” philosophies, designed to avoid or take something away. This is all fine and dandy, but even though I have known it for a long time, it really just occurred to me that positive philosophies have their place as well, maybe a higher place than should negative philosophies.

It’s difficult though… Sorta like how “Do no harm” is a negative philosophy, it must be this way because “Do only good” is sort of impossible… we’re only human, ya know? It would seem the corollary to Do no harm would indeed be Do only good, but you can do a lot of things that do neither. This is the problem with negative philosophies, is that they only not do something. There is a more proactive approach; positive philosophy.

The people who ascribe to positive philosophy are actors: they act, they do things. Negative philosophers may act too, but they are more likely to not be driven to. Take a simple graph:

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The left line is bad, middle neutral, right good. Negative philosophies only seek to cut the left line out, while positive philosophies seek to push the right line forward. Right has more potential for good, left less potential for bad, each with their own potential costs.

“Well, why can’t you just mix the two?”

Yeah, why not? And that’s my whole point. My conscious philosophies have had a tendency to side on the negative, but I feel it’s high time to start spreading positive ones as well.

We’ll see how it goes.

I’ve recently come across a quote while reading Rousseau’s Discourse on Inequality, that essentially says while “Do unto others…” is a great maxim, another is even more valuable: “Do what is good for you with the least possible harm to others.” This pretty well mixes both positive and negative philosophies.