There are times when I feel the need to devote more time to my online activities, and then there are times when I realize the futility of it all.
If you were to look at it more coarsely under a subjective lens, you'd realize the futility of it all and all, and soon surmise a vegetative life as one most fruitful; effortless, thoughtless and easily sustainable, for who knows what our purpose really is in life?
Had we been ant like, we'd know our purpose for existence is stay disciplined. Collect food, transport queen, walk in single file and occasionally die―likewise for bees, collect honey, build a comb, be a drone, take care of queen.
If we were to broadly generalize ourselves into the animal kingdom, and live by their rules, then we'd know it's really 'mate. feed. kill. repeat' as very wisely summarized by Slipknot, and well, roughly speaking this is all what we're about..and yet this isn't really just all that we are capable of.
Scattered in this whirlpool of insipid motto of existence lies our ability to learn and create.
I do not know how many of us carry this ability and to what varying degrees we reserve them, and that's really the point. Some are born with it, some hone it and some are desperate to learn. It's in fact this desperation that should and does keep us from slipping into a vegetative meditative state.
If something unknown annoys you, scratches you on the inside to be known, then you're pretty much sorted―that is to say, you owe no one to be Einstein, but yourself, and why even be that, when you can be just you.
So yes, there might be futility in everything, but everything needn't be futile. You don't have to be that same person from ten years ago, You can be if you want, but if you want to chose not to be, then you don't.
we've this cognizant factory, inside of us, well hidden from the mortal eye, thats churns new thoughts, reasons, doubts, insight, enlightenment..and we've only to dip in this endless pool of our very own resources to be something new, learn something more from that last moment we blinked our eyes.
It could be as little or as large, depending on your need and greed― as long as you know there's something new inside of you, you can use it your advantage in extraordinary new whichever ways.
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of course my online shenanigans have nothing to do with this post but then I have such limited online presence these days.
I could discount it all and say who cares, but it's not just about caring, as much as it's about following a simple routine, and not leaving blank spaces in virtual sphere out of laziness and busy facades; not that anyone would care, but it still bothers sometimes that there you were following a trail religiously, or so you'd promised, and now you let it stray dust covered.
If you were to look at it more coarsely under a subjective lens, you'd realize the futility of it all and all, and soon surmise a vegetative life as one most fruitful; effortless, thoughtless and easily sustainable, for who knows what our purpose really is in life?
Had we been ant like, we'd know our purpose for existence is stay disciplined. Collect food, transport queen, walk in single file and occasionally die―likewise for bees, collect honey, build a comb, be a drone, take care of queen.
If we were to broadly generalize ourselves into the animal kingdom, and live by their rules, then we'd know it's really 'mate. feed. kill. repeat' as very wisely summarized by Slipknot, and well, roughly speaking this is all what we're about..and yet this isn't really just all that we are capable of.
Scattered in this whirlpool of insipid motto of existence lies our ability to learn and create.
I do not know how many of us carry this ability and to what varying degrees we reserve them, and that's really the point. Some are born with it, some hone it and some are desperate to learn. It's in fact this desperation that should and does keep us from slipping into a vegetative meditative state.
If something unknown annoys you, scratches you on the inside to be known, then you're pretty much sorted―that is to say, you owe no one to be Einstein, but yourself, and why even be that, when you can be just you.
So yes, there might be futility in everything, but everything needn't be futile. You don't have to be that same person from ten years ago, You can be if you want, but if you want to chose not to be, then you don't.
we've this cognizant factory, inside of us, well hidden from the mortal eye, thats churns new thoughts, reasons, doubts, insight, enlightenment..and we've only to dip in this endless pool of our very own resources to be something new, learn something more from that last moment we blinked our eyes.
It could be as little or as large, depending on your need and greed― as long as you know there's something new inside of you, you can use it your advantage in extraordinary new whichever ways.
____----_____
of course my online shenanigans have nothing to do with this post but then I have such limited online presence these days.
I could discount it all and say who cares, but it's not just about caring, as much as it's about following a simple routine, and not leaving blank spaces in virtual sphere out of laziness and busy facades; not that anyone would care, but it still bothers sometimes that there you were following a trail religiously, or so you'd promised, and now you let it stray dust covered.
