In a society dominated by extroverts, you are judged for your outward appearance and your behavior is controlled by the masses of followers who think that they are the leaders of cultural trends. This characteristic that is favored upon, as shown in the ones who dominate popular culture, leaves the rest, the introverted outcasts and everyone in between, scrawling for their place to belong to.
So you spend you entire life catering to those who you consider worthy beings to judge your value and worth in living on this planet. You spend your whole life getting ready, dressing up for the part to look decent and to show the world that you're a somebody in a society that treats you like a nobody but at the end of the day you can't even look yourself in the mirror and like what you see.
As childhood passes and fades in time, in the same way the voices and faces of the past are gone and forgotten, so to does the bubble of ignorance that protects the innocent until they're supposedly ready to take on the world. But in the most vulnerable of times we are exposed to the harsh realities where ignorance will not save us. It will only lead us down a path feeling content with our lives until we finally deal with our shortcomings. And after years of being suppressed, our problems resonate stronger as it begs to be dealt with. Gone are the days of familiarity and comfortableness.
In a world full of the spoken the out-spoken are left to fester with themselves, only to realize that they'll never be on the same level with them for they lack the capability to express sentiments with extroverted minds. The frustration of wanting to talk but not being able to find the right words, they resonate within our lonely minds and foster anger and resentment for those who can. But it's not their fault that they were born lucky and so we must deal with our handicap and struggle harder just to maintain and decent conversation or maintain appropriate levels of eye contact.
Does the sky not change color or the waves not come crashing down? It is in the darkest our where genius shines through. It is in this time where our voices are most pure when we are not afraid of being heard because we are not heard.
In a world dominated by extroverts I desire the ability to speak my mind but I can not in a way ideal to these people. Whether it be genetics or my upbringings I am hindered in the skill of day to day conversation. But in time the leaves grow anew, as I sit alone in a table standing by the edge of the sea. The sun sets into the vast unknown that is our lives.
In glycolysis, energy must be put into a system for there to be a net gain of energy output. As endergonic reactions are uphill, so too are our lives at this point in time. But there will be the day, when we reach the point of tipping over, that our lives will begin to have meaning.
Saturday, January 31, 2015
Thursday, January 15, 2015
I Got Plenty o' Nuttin
"I got plenty o' nuttin, and nuttin's plenty for me" are the words to one of the many songs in Gershwin's opera titled Porgy and Bess. The character who sings this, Porgy, is a crippled beggar who, until he fell in love with Bess, was unhappy. He sings this because even though he does not have many things, he appreciates the non-material values in life such as Bess, the moon, and stars.
Which brings to question, who's happier: the rich or the poor? And does more money mean more happiness?
This reminds me of a poster Mr. Tompkins has on his wall. It is of a monkey sitting on a curb and he's saying, "I've been rich and I've been poor. I like rich better." I believe that having some money and possessions does make the quality of one's life better. It brings security and flexibility. However, Porgy does make an excellent point,
"De folks wid plenty o' plenty/ Got a lock on de door/ 'Fraid somebody's a-goin' to rob 'em/ While dey's out a-makin' more/ What for?"
Having things does add on to the amount of stuff one has to worry about. However, work put into making money is worth it as long as it does not consumes one's life to become the reason for living. Money and material things have the potential to distract people from what really matters, such as love, family, and nature. But as long as balance is kept, money should not interfere with happiness.
More money does not mean more happiness. There comes a point where the excess of money is not needed and so becomes something without value. After that point, money is an object that when enough is owned, greed can start to corrupt one's ambitions. Living in Confucian modesty as shown in Chinese history, is the key to a happy family. Money means more options and can lead to a better life if used properly. One such way to benefit yourselves and others is to donate or fund promising projects that will help people.
Money is a human conception and does not necessarily equal happiness. It is a tool used to live a more comfortable life but should not be the object that fuels one's desires in life. There are things more divine and precious in life than money.
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