My end semester exams just got over and I thought that I should write something for my new blog. So, I started thinking about something to think which I can then post. I failed magnificently for two evenings in a row. On the third evening I opened the editor and I thought: screw this. Let's start the topic as 'topics' and see where my thoughts go.
Have you ever just picked up a topic that you found interesting and then try to research about it on the internet just for fun? Then, while researching, you may come across something that you find even more interesting and start pursuing it. And then another one comes along, then another and then one more until you forget what you started out for? Has it ever happened to you that the blissful time spent in appeasing your hunger, following your curiosity to wherever it takes you, from gravitational lensing to Ouspensky's fourth way, from socionics to spontaneous human combustion, was ended by your alarm clock ringing, screaming at you that you just spent the whole night sitting in this state?
If yes, then you really have some life! If no, then you really have some life!
I started these surfing sessions after coming to college and they particularly intensified during this semester. I practically rediscovered myself in these few months. I had epiphany-like experiences on a regular basis. During this semester I lost many insecurities. I gained a lot of confidence in myself. I mean, I have gained enough confidence to accept my insecurities. And, I realized that as soon as you do that, they just go poof. I know that many basic concepts of the society are pointless and fundamentally flawed. And I know that there is no point is saying more than that to the society. I realized that the rules laid down by people about what is normal are pointless and what is even more pointless is the struggle everyone puts into trying to fit the bill. I realized that I don't give a rat's ass about what people say about me, until it does not involve my character. I realized I do not see myself as a part of the society. I also realized that this does not make me an anti-social element. I realized that people have forgotten the meaning of society. I realized that society is about the people, of ALL the people. I realized it is truly like a fishnet, connecting all somehow, someway, not like a hierarchy, separating and pressing. I realized thus that society in today's world does not exist. I realized many things about the nature of man. I realized I just used 'man' and not 'woman' or 'human'. I realized it was because of the so-called society's roots deep into the history. I realized some things are wrong with people. I realized some things are wrong with me. I realized that I had just gained my vision. As, I realized that I am meant to look inside. I realized that the world's problem is that it has been focused on looking out for so long that it has forgotten about the inside. I realized that it is inside, where most of the things humans need lie. I realized that's why the humans cry. I realized I got so carried away that I got into poetic passion and started rhyming. I realized it is best if I stopped. I realized it is even better if you start.
Sorry if you were unable to make out anything from that or were expecting something else. I usually try to avoid passion. It is unworthily dangerous. I prefer curiosity with neutrality.
Have you ever just picked up a topic that you found interesting and then try to research about it on the internet just for fun? Then, while researching, you may come across something that you find even more interesting and start pursuing it. And then another one comes along, then another and then one more until you forget what you started out for? Has it ever happened to you that the blissful time spent in appeasing your hunger, following your curiosity to wherever it takes you, from gravitational lensing to Ouspensky's fourth way, from socionics to spontaneous human combustion, was ended by your alarm clock ringing, screaming at you that you just spent the whole night sitting in this state?
If yes, then you really have some life! If no, then you really have some life!
I started these surfing sessions after coming to college and they particularly intensified during this semester. I practically rediscovered myself in these few months. I had epiphany-like experiences on a regular basis. During this semester I lost many insecurities. I gained a lot of confidence in myself. I mean, I have gained enough confidence to accept my insecurities. And, I realized that as soon as you do that, they just go poof. I know that many basic concepts of the society are pointless and fundamentally flawed. And I know that there is no point is saying more than that to the society. I realized that the rules laid down by people about what is normal are pointless and what is even more pointless is the struggle everyone puts into trying to fit the bill. I realized that I don't give a rat's ass about what people say about me, until it does not involve my character. I realized I do not see myself as a part of the society. I also realized that this does not make me an anti-social element. I realized that people have forgotten the meaning of society. I realized that society is about the people, of ALL the people. I realized it is truly like a fishnet, connecting all somehow, someway, not like a hierarchy, separating and pressing. I realized thus that society in today's world does not exist. I realized many things about the nature of man. I realized I just used 'man' and not 'woman' or 'human'. I realized it was because of the so-called society's roots deep into the history. I realized some things are wrong with people. I realized some things are wrong with me. I realized that I had just gained my vision. As, I realized that I am meant to look inside. I realized that the world's problem is that it has been focused on looking out for so long that it has forgotten about the inside. I realized that it is inside, where most of the things humans need lie. I realized that's why the humans cry. I realized I got so carried away that I got into poetic passion and started rhyming. I realized it is best if I stopped. I realized it is even better if you start.
Sorry if you were unable to make out anything from that or were expecting something else. I usually try to avoid passion. It is unworthily dangerous. I prefer curiosity with neutrality.
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