January 17, 2009

Reliability In Society(Or, how I like long titles) (Or, how the first title has nothing to do with this post)

Good luck with that one, my dubious hat friend. As much as I like the idea of being open to new ideas and such, it's a lot harder than it sounds. Also, a blog might not be the best spot to declare your resolution. I suggest a laundry mat, or a roller skating rink. Get me some fries while you're there.

As for making an effort to go outside your limits, right on! Everyone should be a little more like you! (Wait that's a bad idea never mind) I think I try to push myself, subconsciously, I guess. My father definitely pushed me a lot when I was young, and still does to this day, so I'm sort of opposed to the action. On the bright side, I know my limits quite well because of him.

Enough of me, onto your idea of fear of new things being part of human nature. People who are looking for funniness, skip this.

I'd argue against the idea, my proof being that babbies are extremely curious, and maybe they don't even have a comfort zone? You could argue that babies are merely forming their limitations, which I suppose is also true. Once again, life presents me with multiple sides that I see true. WHACKY.

I would say the fear of new things comes from fear of change. At least for me, I like everything to be uniform and stable. So whenever change is initiated by someone/something other than me, I feel panicky and fearful. Note: I am exaggerating, silly.

On the other hand, constant stability makes a dull "life", and I feel trapped and desperate to get out. Part of me wants to continue the cycle, and part of me wants to break away and live. So I guess life is sorta about balancing the two. Having a safe place to retreat when it gets overwhelming, and going out and trying new things. But hey, who am I to tell you how to live? I'm just some guy, right?

Now, while I was writing this, I thought of a pretty fine idea, I think. Ending each post with some thoughts about what's going on in my life, or really, anything. So here are some words that pop into my head.

YIN YANG
CONFUCIUS
CONFUSION
PSYCHE WARD
WART
BANANA
PHALLUS
UR MOM
BASS
ME
SNOW
PHOTOGRAPHY


OKAY I GUESS I'M DONE NOW

2 comments:

  1. the words confusion, phallus, and wart all stick out together for me.

    xD

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  2. Maybe the solution is to push a little past your limits but not to feel like in doing that you need to reach your dads.

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