Rage

I was thinking about something this morning. Would unbridled rage be a defining characteristic of being human?
Why do we get angry?
Have you ever stopped yourself in the middle of almost getting angry to ask, wait a minute why am I getting angry?
What role does the brain play in this compared to the subconscious.
Thinking, storing, observing, bearing, until finally it will take no more?

The strangeness of the blog---Weirdness continues

Just as sometimes looking at old pictures and wondering,
Is that me? Or even to chance a glance in a mirror and be startled at the form. Even then so to isolate a body part like a hand and to not recognize it when focused just on that.
So too I believe is the nature of the blog.
To pen a thought, and then wonder, was that me?
It is strange to look at oneself evolving ( not necessarily for better or worse), but changing because it is a guarantee that follows every breath and thought left to wander.
To thread across this virtual world, finding stimulation, repulsion and then some, piecing together characters hidden in text, it is like the X-ray I guess. It reveals but cloaks.
The blog, it is weird but then again does sustain, causes at least churning of thoughts rather than the stagnant mind eroding.

Peaceful warrior and some other considerations

Peaceful warrior
I watched this movie a while ago and while the story was entertaining it was clichéd,
The story of the competitor who gets knocked out of the competition , and is then given time to think and realize himself/herself is abundant throughout literature and the movie world.

For the movie the ending was made to be happy which was expected.
I have actually more criticism than anything else for this movie.


Aside from the line 'take out the trash' there is also another that was mentioned in the beginning of the movie that struck me about how some are never fully awake and are dreaming, I believe that this lies in that we are mentally trapped in the fears and dreams of the past or future to not experience the present, which then supports taking out the trash.
Take out the trash to mean to remove the fears that prevent us from reaching our goals, the fears built from the criticism of one and the concern of another.

Everyone will perceive this movie differently and I have a feeling that mainly the person who has experienced the pain of injury or joy in accomplishment can possibly recognize or identify with it, so too, no two people can be expected to observe the exact same things.

However, these are some more thoughts on the movie, everyone has their own views on what humans are, in the movie we are depicted as warriors, I think that mainly we are horses since we possess great strength but much of it is not used to build ourselves since we are made to be tame by society.

In the movie his friend said:

'you ran a red light', (this was repeated)
there are signs in life that either tell us to stop-think-act or to slow down, it is when we ignore these and rush for the fleeting gold that we find ourselves thrown out of the game completely.
It is when we are recuperating and nursing our wounds that we will notice what was happening while we were speeding through life.

While speaking with a friend one day we discovered this analogy, like a horse that is trained to win because there is the promise of a treat at the end. Notice the race horse with the harness that covers his peripheral vision so that he can just see straight ahead. Too many of us will rush through life, racing and like the horse only noticing the path straight ahead, horses have peripheral vision, but society dictates what is perceived as success so we do not notice what is around us but what is right ahead instead. But what if during the race, the horse stumbles and this harness is broken so that now the peripheral vision becomes predominant and the horse notices a vast field filled with all sorts of creatures and different flora and fauna, the horse now has a choice he is seeing this field but he does not know what lies beyond, if he is very well trained he will simply get up and continue the race to get his treat since he knows that it will be at the end, but what if the horse decides to explore what may lie in the field? Everyone would say this horse is not tame, it needs to be trained, why so that it should behave like what we have decide is the right behavior for it? So too as the horse is naturally wild, so too are our spirits and our souls but too many times we become tame and simply rush for the 'treat' instead of deciding to explore what surrounds us.

There was also the bell toll throughout the movie,
a director can use this to signify change or death, I am not sure of its significance though since I have only watched this once.
It is nice to slow down sometimes and come to a complete stop, then utilize the simple
STOP-THINK-ACT

Now to contradict myself

To act without thinking is a good thing, I sometimes do this to see what is my natural state, like a particle that has no force acting upon it to see which direction it will travel in so to I just sometimes like to see what I would do. To think then gives that particle direction and it becomes impossible sometimes to see what else lies in the other directions. Also in analyzing everything there is merit. It is fun to just be completely free where thinking wouldn't be required to mingle with society; hence I think an asylum or absolute solitude may be a wonderful place to discover oneself.
I think solitude allows one the ability to meditate more because (and I know that I may sound borderline crazy here) that even if you are completely alone in a place, people leave behind their energies, and these energies have a way of being absorbed into our mental processes therefore it always feels as if I am surrounded by people even though I want to scream out for solitude.
On having all of our needs fulfilled, disjointed thoughts
I do not know what will happen if a person's mental and physical needs were satisfied. It is inherent for humans to always want or need, and at the point where it would be met, I think that the person would be at a disadvantage because then they would lose 'desire' and ‘passion’, which I think constitutes to human existence.
I have found that anger reveals a person's true nature and it is almost impossible to hide, but essentially what I mean by this is what reveals the nature is what makes them angry.
I fear both those who are sane and those who are not. I worry about the sane ones who conform without realizing why they are doing it but actually see an imposed belief as their own, in other words the brainwashed sanity and I worry about those who have actually stepped beyond the boarder of apparent reality and inflict harm on those still in it.
I sometimes wonder what will happen if there were no bible (in general religious doctrine) or concepts of good and evil, how society would be shaped. I think unfortunately there would be a lot of people who would simply step over to a path of absolute chaos.
How many would perform a good action without the promise of heaven, or how many would avoid things such as 'infidelity', 'murder', 'rape', 'theft' if there was no threat of hell.
This is a ‘what if’, that would take many years to probably even begin to uncover.

Mental Fatigue

Fatigue...I hate that word and I despise being caught in its ties, but it is here where I am.

Happy New Year

To the world that exists with the press of a button and the click of a mouse.
To the world that connects the racing minds of individuals, thoughts clustered raging finding focus in the blog, provoking thought to rush and explode in the minds of the reader and the writer...
To the world that publishes the voice of just an ordinary being, granting them the extraordinary capabilities to reach and touch deeper than physical...
To the world that will read this

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!

perspective

A rather interesting question
which is correct , to say that i am perfect, and then another says no you are not because of your ego,
but then isn't the ego in the other that causes him/her to judge perfection?

The mind raves...again :D

Choice, freewill consequence.
visions from God, Dreams, how much do we read into them? or is it just a cycle of the mind, of time, the thought or want is there, it creeps into our subconscious and festers there where pretty soon it erupts and contaminates the mind?

When people speak of choice and free will, what really to they mean?
Given sensory organs and the sensation of pain and pleasure, we have no free will, memories are stamped in our mind, fears arise, expectations and stereotypes blossom, is it not so?
The ability of the human mind to 'associate' we are always doing it, consciously and subconsciously. But then again is this a defining characteristic of life? What if we could not feel then, were void of likes, dislikes , visions and dreams?

Are our likes and dislikes inherent or simply molded from birth by the society that is irrevocably bonded to our mind.

What if there is only one choice, the choice to exist or to not exist.

How can believers claim to have a vision, if the mind was already seeded with the belief?
The subconscious, it is rather peculiar, how does one know that a vision is really a vision and simply not a reflection of the general consciousness of the mind, time and place?

I was contemplating this and also various novels, why is it that people gather different feelings from it, it our tendency to associate.
The author is a human trying to paint a picture of what sustains their thought, the reader will either comprehend and recognise this or simply be baffled.
It is expected, we are humans, and no matter what no two minds can be exactly alike.

I know that I am stepping into the slightly bizzare here but I am wondering what would the character of a human without any human interaction be like?
I need to know our true nature, does our greed only grow when in the presence of other humans?

I liked the movie lady in the water, the critics hated it, but the what exactly are the critics trained to look for? that is exactly it, they are trained, their feelings are governed for them, can not a movie interest us even if the rest of the world doesn't like it?
And why do they not like it? do they trust the critics?

Chikkicito!!!

After a long day, I come home and there is little Chikki stomping his feet exasperated as if asking , what took you so long! He is stubborn as can be but is so lovable, Chikki is making me soft :P

Cosmic Pileup : WOW

Saw this on Aol this morning, the full story is here .I am always fascinated by the vastness of space and what lies beyond our own galaxy, it turns out that this is a picture of the creation of what may turn out to be a galaxy bigger than ours.

However do take the time to read the comments at the end of this and to see how colliding galaxies are linked to Iraq :D, as I am sure almost everything is eventually and how some actually see it as a sign of the second coming, although pardon my ignornace here but most 'popular' scriptures only talk about earth and what was visible in the sky to the naked eye, so how is it possible that this is the signal of the second coming or the end of the world?
We are after all the most important beings in the universe, so if we've got out we have to do it is style, a cosmic pileup to be arranged by the Almighty to finally put an end to human vileness.

This reminds me of a question that was asked once had on a biology exam, the question asked based on scientific reasoning which of the following may be evidence that would prove the theory that that it was probably a comet or some meteor that had slammed into the earth that had caused the extinction of dinosaurs.
One of the choices were that the fossils found showed that the creatures were all looking at the sky, so maybe too in one hundred kazillion years the creatures that inhabit a new earth will study the extinction of humans and realize that we were all gazing at the sky too ...

Anyways if you haven't repented now may be a good time to do so...

*wanders off to see what I can do with the time between now and the dawn of THE END*

Randomness continued...

I guess I started off talking about my precious little Chikki, and then I started wondering what Chikki was probably thinking which then stirred the memory of this essay topic from primary school, anyways the though continued and here it is:

I've always wondered, why in primary school the teachers would ask us to write an essay on my life as a dog,
Almost everyone would write the same thing, loyalty to mater, nice brave dog etc,
now why couldn't someone just write that they were a rabid, psychotic half-wolf-pit bull kinda dog, and how they hated human attention and just wanted to be by themselves, screw loyalty, this wolf pit bull was hungry and was driven by the desire to survive and be free?


I guess an essay along these lines would be sure to get me sent to some kind of institution, so first maybe I should prove my sanity or 'compliance with the brain washing rules of polite society, before I can truly be brave enough to stand up against it.
Or at least a psychiatrist would be sure to tell me I have issues,
so question is, do I have issues for seeing the probability of this essay a different way or should the people who willingly subject themselves to stereotype and herd mentality be the one questioning for all seeing it the same way?
The most plausible answer to this is that everyone wants to seem normal and are afraid to voice a different opinion,
As little kiddies the desire to fit in is embedded into our very soul and then it consumes us until the day we die.

What is beautiful? Appeasing to the eyes? but then again, that which appeases the eyes if seen everyday becomes commonplace and boring and fascination shifts towards that which is rare.