Freedom, what restraints do we place on ourselves that rob us of our freedom?
Other than those who are physically oppressed, the majority of us are incarcerated by our own mind. I have read of instances of people who were in the most horrendous situations still feeling free thanks to their religious belief, thoughts etc...
What manner of thought leads to inner freedom?
Are we ever truly free, are we ever truly not free?
What holds us back from feeling free/
The freest I have ever felt was when my life had structure, purpose and a stable base. Yet the general image of freedom is the lack of attachment to material or physical things.
Freedom is love.
Freedom is a feeling of emancipation from those things that hold us back from being who we really are.
What if we do not know who we are, what if we have not reached self enlightenment. Does this mean we will be unable to feel freedom?
Freedom is different for everyone i suppose.
What about those who seek even the simplest freedom.
Life cannot merely be what we see. It must be what we feel. Why are we here?
Is there really a purpose for us or do we create purpose to keep ourselves from wallowing in our own shit filled prisons of our minds.
Why are some acts so liberating while others produce no particular emotion and each of these libeerating acts is different for everyone and yet there are so many similarities between all humans that it just takes away the whole theory of individuality. In general we have the same reaction to most situations.
Why cant these answers be readily available?
What is the reason for even existing?
Needs.
wants.
Needs.
Wants.
Is it our wants that imprison us. Is it our wants that prevent us from truly being free?
Why is there such a divide between those who believe they are smart and those who are actually smart. The doers and the dreamers. By the dreamers I mean those who although they may have enough horse power in their brain to achieve never act upon their dreams.
The other category are those who believe they are smart but really are not which is proven by their lot in life. Is it possible that these people are smart and are being held back by a disability or are they just not smart.
Those who are actually smart then deny they are smart but it is clear that they are because they excel in society.
How is it some people can trudge aalong in life feeling content to live their lives in ignorance, myself included.
Why are there so many different classes of people.
Why does this divide get larger, smaller as generation after generation transforms these levels of society?
How is it that there are the poor, who continue to be poor and the rich who continue to be rich and how is it there are the exceptions. What is the spark in these exceptions which ignites their fire to leap from the lot that they have been given?
Nature or nurture?
What compels us to do anything that we do?
What are our motivators?
Do scripts play a part in keeping the socioeconomic divide constant?
How do we penetrate the barriers between each society?
Is it reading that opens up a person to a new possibility, a new reality?
Is it interactions with other individuals, either from their own rung or those higher or lower which inference where they will eventually sit in society?
what are the factors?
Who are the people who have studied this and what have they concluded?
What is their answer for breaking the cycle of poor thinking in an otherwise abundant country which offers every individual regardless of socioeconomic background a chance to excel or at least to move up from the lot he has been given?
What can I do personally to help this change?
Should I first better myself?
Why is my thinking so stifled by how i have grown up?
Is my lack of a larger network of friends holding me back from becoming more, no the only thing holding me back is myself, the way i think so therefore if I can create a change in thinking in children who are brought up on the lower rung, can we then create a more prosperous society?
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
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Tuesday, October 1, 2013
Op Shopping Finds
Whenever I'm out and about and find a new op shop, it feels like I've won the lottery!
I love, love, love looking at all the brick-a-brack, checking out how much brand name items have been reduced and finding all sorts of quirky furniture. Op shops are like a museum ofsociology, recording what we was and what may be once again.
Students often buy their wares from op shops, which in my opinion in a catalyst for re-introducing fashions of the past into the future. This along with their subconscious recollection of fashions during their formative years and current political/economic circumstances dictate fashion.
I will start putting up posts of my finds.
There are some items that, although I love their concept or love the way they look, I have not bought simply because they will never be used. It is their novelty which attracts me. I am excited to have somewhere to chronicle these finds.
I doubt that anyone reads this but, if you do and would like me to hunt an object or piece of vintage clothing down for you, let me know so I can track it down on my next expedition.
Happy Reading,
JAFS
I love, love, love looking at all the brick-a-brack, checking out how much brand name items have been reduced and finding all sorts of quirky furniture. Op shops are like a museum of
Students often buy their wares from op shops, which in my opinion in a catalyst for re-introducing fashions of the past into the future. This along with their subconscious recollection of fashions during their formative years and current political/economic circumstances dictate fashion.
I will start putting up posts of my finds.
There are some items that, although I love their concept or love the way they look, I have not bought simply because they will never be used. It is their novelty which attracts me. I am excited to have somewhere to chronicle these finds.
I doubt that anyone reads this but, if you do and would like me to hunt an object or piece of vintage clothing down for you, let me know so I can track it down on my next expedition.
Happy Reading,
JAFS
The Myth of Maturity
Whilst enjoying one of my favorite past times, op shopping, I came across a paperback by Terry Apter called The Myth of Maturity, What Teenagers Need from Parents to Become Adults.
Something compelled me to pick it up. The blurb did not interest me so much so I started flicking through the pages.
The paragraphs were well written and easy to understand. More importantly they spoke to me. Even though I am past my third decade of life, I still feel trapped in some sot of adolescent limbo. My mother had kept me in a world of Disney Land princesses, where love, miracles and magic guide our actions. She also worked on instilling a sense of fear rather than knowledge when it came to sex, relationships and the potential hardships of life.
My mother, who did the best job she could despite her circumstances, had failed to open my eyes to reality. I had been coddled and protected against anything "nasty" or unsavory, which I imagine would be the first instinct of any care giver. This however did not prepare me for the assault of experiences I was to encounter. Pain was to be shunned rather than embraced in order to obtain greater satisfaction. Risk was to be avoided rather than taken to possibly achieve great success. Anything that hurt was to be viewed as wrong rather than something that would build the id and grow the spirit.
I have been left a child, avoiding the "worries" and "commitments" of adulthood. It has been a number of years now since I've realised that I am the only one who can do all the hard work required to drag my mind out of it's adolescent funk and venture into the rewarding, guilt free (in terms of sex and other things teenagers generally try to hide from their parents), very real and connected world of my adult self. Not that there is anything wrong with having a childlike wonder, or a hunger for life that is associated with a young adult. I just need a further dimension to my existence, one that lets go of the years that have passed and embraces the painful yet rewarding possibilities of the future.
The Myth of Maturity...
Something compelled me to pick it up. The blurb did not interest me so much so I started flicking through the pages.
The paragraphs were well written and easy to understand. More importantly they spoke to me. Even though I am past my third decade of life, I still feel trapped in some sot of adolescent limbo. My mother had kept me in a world of Disney Land princesses, where love, miracles and magic guide our actions. She also worked on instilling a sense of fear rather than knowledge when it came to sex, relationships and the potential hardships of life.
My mother, who did the best job she could despite her circumstances, had failed to open my eyes to reality. I had been coddled and protected against anything "nasty" or unsavory, which I imagine would be the first instinct of any care giver. This however did not prepare me for the assault of experiences I was to encounter. Pain was to be shunned rather than embraced in order to obtain greater satisfaction. Risk was to be avoided rather than taken to possibly achieve great success. Anything that hurt was to be viewed as wrong rather than something that would build the id and grow the spirit.
I have been left a child, avoiding the "worries" and "commitments" of adulthood. It has been a number of years now since I've realised that I am the only one who can do all the hard work required to drag my mind out of it's adolescent funk and venture into the rewarding, guilt free (in terms of sex and other things teenagers generally try to hide from their parents), very real and connected world of my adult self. Not that there is anything wrong with having a childlike wonder, or a hunger for life that is associated with a young adult. I just need a further dimension to my existence, one that lets go of the years that have passed and embraces the painful yet rewarding possibilities of the future.
The Myth of Maturity...
Monday, September 30, 2013
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Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Friday, September 20, 2013
Thursday, September 19, 2013
Unabomber
Ted Kaczynski Biography - Facts, Birthday, Life Story - Biography.com
- NAME: Ted Kaczynski
- OCCUPATION: Terrorist
- BIRTH DATE: May 22, 1942 (Age: 71)
- EDUCATION: Harvard University
- PLACE OF BIRTH: Chicago, Illinois
- AKA: Unabomber
- ZODIAC SIGN: Gemini
I went from adolescence to senility, trying to bypass maturity.
Tom Lehrer - Biography and quotes.
"The whole idea that freedom of speech means you can say 'fuck' on television is an anathema to me. That's not what freedom of speech is about. It's about saying stuff. Now that you can say anything, why don't you? But they don't."
"The whole idea that freedom of speech means you can say 'fuck' on television is an anathema to me. That's not what freedom of speech is about. It's about saying stuff. Now that you can say anything, why don't you? But they don't."
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Thursday, September 12, 2013
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Sunday, September 8, 2013
Friday, September 6, 2013
Sunday, September 1, 2013
Saturday, August 31, 2013
Memetic
Brendan B. Brown, writer of one of my favorite songs, Teenage Dirtbag.
| "Teenage Dirtbag" | |||||||||||||
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| Single by Wheatus | |||||||||||||
| from the album Wheatus | |||||||||||||
| Released | July 17, 2000 | ||||||||||||
| Format | CD single | ||||||||||||
| Recorded | 1999-2000 | ||||||||||||
| Genre | Power pop, pop punk | ||||||||||||
| Length | 4:07 | ||||||||||||
| Label | Columbia | ||||||||||||
| Writer(s) | Brendan B. Brown | ||||||||||||
| Wheatus singles chronology | |||||||||||||
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We work to make money then we die...
The Verve - Bitter Sweet Symphony
from Wikipedia
| "Bitter Sweet Symphony" | |||||||||||||
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| Single by The Verve | |||||||||||||
| from the album Urban Hymns | |||||||||||||
| Released | 16 June 1997 10 March 1998 (US) | ||||||||||||
| Format | CD, 12" | ||||||||||||
| Recorded | 1996 Olympics Studios, London | ||||||||||||
| Genre | Symphonic rock, Britpop | ||||||||||||
| Length | 5:58 (album version) 4:33 (radio edit) | ||||||||||||
| Label | Hut | ||||||||||||
| Writer(s) | See Song Credits | ||||||||||||
| Producer | Martin "Youth" Glover, The Verve | ||||||||||||
| Certification | Gold (RIAA) | ||||||||||||
| The Verve singles chronology | |||||||||||||
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Thursday, August 29, 2013
Found On The Net Friday
Wearable luggage.
Some of these are horrendous but this one is definitely my favorite...
Business trip...
check out ipad compatible clothing.
This video cracks me up.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=WfsMxNjr1P4
Some of these are horrendous but this one is definitely my favorite...
Other options if you want to look cray cray...
Business trip...
check out ipad compatible clothing.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=WfsMxNjr1P4
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