Untitled musing.
May 24, 2008
It’s fascinating that, without realising it, I’ve constructed my notebook along the fundamentals of chaos. We are, as children, taught to grieve. For death, for life, for memories, for the past—it’s almost like our progression to grief for impersonal characters was merely a progression of our mantra that we selfishly cling to our property. On the other hand, chaos embraces death as a basis for a construction. A use-by-date, a constant movement (temporary!), if you will.
May 24, 2008 at 4:52 pm
Does grief provide a context to live within rather than face a reality out of one’s control?
June 3, 2008 at 8:14 pm
Although I’m pretty sure your question was meant as a rhetorical question; yes, the grief I noticed (for lack of a better word) is a context in which to live. In my life, I am trying to accept the reality out of my control. I wondered why that was so difficult, and thus reached a stage of inspiration.
June 4, 2008 at 2:41 am
I observe that grief/self pity is reinforced by the commercial establishment in order to have another fulcrum point to manipulate the masses into watching and buying.
peace
June 5, 2008 at 4:36 pm
So, we watch and buy because the other things in our life are impermanent, but on TV there is always a rerun. Definitely something to chew over
June 7, 2008 at 4:29 am
BTW – I think your comment “I wondered why that was so difficult, and thus reached a stage of inspiration.” is insightful. Also, it reads like a poem.
June 7, 2008 at 10:45 pm
Well, I personally thought it sounded a little awkward, but thank you for the compliment none the less.
June 8, 2008 at 12:08 pm
I wondered
why was that so difficult?
and thus
reached a stage
of inspiration