Existentialism and me

Lately, as in these past few months, I've been questioning the human thought process and questioning the human mind in general, so I thought that one day while in school I would look up philosophy on wikipedia again as I have done previously over 2 years ago and I found that existentialism, like transcendentalism, matched up with what I was starting to think of. Thus, I decided that since I already was moving more away from transcendentalism anyway even while still clinging to some of the wisdom left behind by Thoreau, I would take in existentialism as well and make a new philosophy to practice for myself. Earlier on, over the summer, I started to really break down the existence of God and any other deity and I read something about that idea, I can't remember where or what, but it was on that subject, anyway, it was the idea of Materialism. Materialism is quite interesting to me. It's the idea that everything that's present and real is actually real, while anything else like a deity or something that's intangible or anything like that, is not. Basically when it comes to a god, it does not exist no matter what, because it does not have any real origin.
Speaking of Gods, if I were to choose to believe in any sort of pantheon or god at all or whatever, my best pick would be the Egyptian pantheon of gods, since they actually have a credible origin. They said that all of their gods came from a star in the night sky, I can't remember which, but yes, the star they pointed out was in fact real, and nobody knew about that star until hundreds of years later, when someone finally had the common sense to look up and actually find the danged star in the night sky. Thus, Egyptians were right, Christians were wrong.... or maybe everyone else other than the Egyptians?
Moving on, about materialism, everything has to have an origin, OK, I believe that too, I'll take it and put in my pocket and forget about it next morning. With transcendentalism, materialism, and now existentialism, it could only mean one thing for me. I will coin eclecticism! Yes, a type of philosophy for the thinking ADD-sufferer. It should be something that holds core belief with the three aforementioned philosophies while totally agreeing that no idea about man, nature, or anything thereof, cannot be held credible until tangible evidence is brought up to prove it.

Make way for Eclecticism,

Yours Truly

Weid Dream

This morning, I had a weird dreamin which my brother, my friend Brian and myself were being bullied by a couple of chumps who had access to kerosene and apparently knew how to set things on fire since at one point, they came in on bikes trying to set us on fire. I was drenched in the kerosene but ended up high tailing it out of there, apparently narrowly avoiding becoming Roast Ryan. All three of us did apparently thanks to their poor aim.
A bit later, I decided I had had enough of them and decided to engage on the field of combat via sword fight. Thing is, I was evenly matched with the one who accepted my challenge by being smart enough to defend himself from getting clubbed with a large pipe. Finding we were evenly matched in our sword fighting prowess, I dropped my weapon and decided to book it. At which point I returned to my brother and Brian. The two of them suggested I go to the chumps and talk sports with them. Thus, I did and I got them engaged in a wonderful conversation about hockey.
I guess the moral of the story would be "Get into sports, someday it'll save your life" Onl my part, that's a rather terrible moral. And since when am I evenly matched in a sword fight in a dream? If anything, I should've clubbed the daylights out of the wimpy bully. Indeed, he was a wimpy bully, because he and the other chump looked like a couple of chumps I could have batted the heads off of with the giant pipe I had.

Still wondering about that sword fight,

Yours Truly

Lately

Lately I've been hard at work revising my essay Center of Man and it's coming along nicely. I'm sure, by the end of the essay, it will perhaps be longer, better written, and completely different. I'm planning on taking out the gem metaphors and probably using construction metaphors, since I thought those types of metaphors would be neater in this essay. I could probably get to work revising more of my essays in the future, but the way I'm actually revising this current essay is like cutting it out bit by bit and reworking it into a blueprint. it's a little weird of a way to revise an essay, i know this, i said that to myself the day I got started revising it, but whatever it takes, my most meaningful essay shall never again be a mockery of my writing skills!

As for my last blog entry, I know it sounded a little angry and to be honest, I was very angry with myself and with everything I have done while I was writing. Why I made a rant about human sexuality was just to vent my frustrations of sexual orientations out and I did kind of need something to angrily rant about and that was the first thing that came to mind since sexual orientation is a hugely unnecessary controversy in this country alone. The thing is, if you love someone or something, no one should be able to judge that, not even the law itself. Sure, pedophilia and bestiality are both weird ways to get your motors going, but still, if you love someone, love them. Just that you can't expect to hold a meaningful relationship with a parrot or a 5-year old kid. It's just impossible, really.

Later all,

Yours Truly

Here's what I think

Okay, I have to get this off my chest and right now at this very moment, I am very angry with myself. Apparently my writing does indeed suck and now I am very well aware of it. Now I am going to just say that I'm putting away the pen, hanging up the coat, putting it all away. I can see now that life as a philosopher will not be at all beneficial to me. The only way to make a way through this dank world is to make money anyway. The world does not need a positive change and it most certainly does not need me especially to hold its hand and guide it to a positive light. I'm no one as I am now well aware. My writing is literally laughable, I don't see anyone looking at my writing and saying 'Well gee, what have I been thinking about all my life? this guy's totally right, I want to shake his hand". No, instead, the real reaction is a laugh, a giggle, a sly smirk, a conniving grin and the phrase "Holy crap, is this guy for real? This sucks balls!" I know this is terrible, this entire blog's terrible and I started it thinking it could be a good hobby and it could be something fun for myself, but no, this has turned into a realization of my failures, my beloved philosophy compilation book ever pleasing masses of people will be for naught, ever hoping to inspire a younger generation mankind do do good will be for naught, ever making a way in this world and landing a place in literary history is impossible now since anyone can write a book except me.

As for human society, they're all full of themselves and stuck up. They're all saying things like 'homosexuality is an abomination' or 'incest is immoral and disgusting'. Well sex itself is disgusting, be it heterosexual, homosexual, between a man and a child, a woman and her son, a man and corpse or a woman and a freaking bull! Sex is entirely disgusting and any relationship stemming from or towards it should be viewed as disgusting. But it isn't. Society has told you all that homosexuality and all of that other stuff is disgusting, but sex that is meant for the creation of another life is the only beautiful thing in this world. Society has basically told us that we as humans should only ever be attracted to a very, very small part of the globe. In other words, men should only be attracted to women that are not of their own heritage, that are their age or at least within five or ten years of their own age and women should be attracted to men in the same way. you humans can't help but think this a lot of the time, this is why gay marriage is such a big issue in America, because society told you homosexuality was wrong and this and that, get over it. I would say religion, namely the monotheistic religions, also had a hand in the way society thinks but what do I care? My opinion is irrelevant. Religion is nothing more than a mental crutche that is completely unnecessary in this day and age. Bottom line here is: Sex itself is disgusting and humans need to accept the fact that they're all disgusting animals and can't help what they're attracted to and that it's not anyone else's business to correct these people of their nonexistent wrongs.

As for philosophy and transcendentalism, I'm still deeply fascinated by it and I do wish to continue my education after high school to learn more of it, but I just can't make it my life's work, bagging at a grocery store will apparently be my life's work.

There you have it, I'm just going to stop being hopeful and take everything and tell everything just exactly how it is, because no one wants to listen to my garbage.

Making progress

I've noticed something rather interesting over the past two days in school, readers. I think that somehow I may be making astounding progress in my reeducation. Yesterday I was able to convey a valid point during journalism class yesterday. Today I was able to joke around effortlessly with everyone there as well. I do not know if this is actual progress or what, but I feel that this may be a cause for slight celebration. A golf clap, if you will, readers? Yes, so this will probably be a short update on what is going on right now. Monday I will see if this is actual progress being made. If I go up to people and start talking to them without shaking up, it will definitely be progress and in great strides too.

Hoping for more progress,

Yours Truly

Crumbling America day 4: Also a change somewhere

On Body Piercings: How mutilating the body will destroy our nation.... Somehow

Piercings to me always looking like these individuals were making themselves out to be human pin cushions. To me, the amount of piercings on a person's body also told of the level of sanity within that said individual. Say for instance that a person were to have four piercings on each ear. I would say that person is possibly a little crazy. The position of a piercing also tells of the level of sanity to me too, if you have a piercing on your eyebrow, I'd get you a therapist, if you have seven piercings on your eye brow, I would check you into a mental hospital because at that point, i would be worried for your sanity. Also nose piercings are something I have always disliked. Something about me throws them off. In cartoons, I always thought a bull would be the only thing to have a nose piercing considering in the cartoons I'd watch that had bulls, they would be hulking beasts of brute strength and comically short tempered in my opinion. When I saw humans with nose piercings for the first time, I literally thought 'What's that person doing trying to be a bull?". Such was my younger, pre-transcendental mind. Then I found out about other piercings on the body and I was simply disgusted by this idea that people could get what appears to me to be a tiny point metal rod shoved through these parts of their bodies that don't need to be....bedazzled like a pair of jeans being handled by a clinically insane girl with a bedazzlement gun thingy whatever they're called...
Now, when it comes to the ear lobes being pierced just once on each side, that's fine to me, I respect earrings because they have always been around civilizations.....or at least that's what Hollywood says....I do not wish to research something as stupid as earrings in the ancient world. Aside from that, earrings to me can be pretty sometimes. As for lip piercings, do not get me started on those. For starters, they always looked to me like that person got the receiving end of an otherwise horrible fishing accident. Also, how could anyone hope to be able to kiss anyone with a pierced lip? As for tongue piercings, It always makes me squeamish to see them. I rather like my own tongue and I rather like tasting the things I like eating, and I also enjoy talking too, however rare that would be. However, my generation and other generations behind my generation seem to like the idea of mutilating their body with tiny metal pointy objects and that to me somehow spells doom for the nation. Imagine if you are employed by a lazy dour-looking person with his eyebrows lined with tiny rings, his ears bedazzled with pierces, a few lip piercings and maybe a nose and a tongue piercing, would you rather work for that man? I'd rather punch him in the face because I could not possibly stand to look at him directly or withstand the intense urges to punch him in the face however painful punching a face full of metal could be. Instead, I would rather be employed by a person whose pants were worn correctly and so on and so forth from personal image. This is unfortunately all I have for this blog update, but this one's a first for me.

A word from the writer:

This update's a first for me, considering the essay, Crumbling America is being changed to the more sophisticated sounding The Destruction of a Once Great Nation. With that said, the segment on body piercings was started last June nearing the end of the school year and was only one sentence in in my philosophy compilation book so the entire segment you've just read was entirely pulled from my mind so of course it was witty and clever this time around because I am usually witty and clever even though in this blog, I've probably never made it out that I was witty, clever and sarcastic. As for my piece on why I am so anti-social, that was an essay written clearly with being published to this blog in mind. You could come up to me at any point in time and even ask me to see the original essay in its hand written form and it will sure enough be all or mostly the same as in the blog. It's something I'd like to call, a DTB, Direct To Blog essay. Perhaps i will write more DTBs in the future? perhaps not, goodness knows what I have in store. I could probably assure you that The Destruction of a Once Great Nation day 5 will certainly be a DTB simply because I do not have any pens with erasable ink that I specifically wanted at the beginning of the school year because I insist on using pens with erasable ink to write in my philosophy compilation book and not pencil because my book is always being taken out and being put into my book bag and the pages are always being turned and somewhere, somehow, anything I have written with pencil lead, smears the pages and obscures the hand written text. Day 5 will also be my take on the rise in crime rate unless I go back and read my book and find that I was terribly out of place and may have skipped a couple sections and include those sections in the coming days.

I hope you liked it,

Yours Truly

Talking about philosophy

I wanted to let you readers in on other fields of philosophy that I knew about. Here are three others that I know about.

Physicalism

Dualism


Idealism

First of, physicalism is the sole idea that the mind is within the body and that it is physically in your brain, key word there, physical. Most of my ideas about the human mind come from this field of philosophy.

Second is dualism, the idea that the mind is in a completely separate realm from your body. This idea sort of goes in with the transcendentalists' beliefs. A transcendentalist believes that the mind transcends the human body and that it is more spiritual in nature. This isn't what I believe because of science even though I'm a transcendentalist by all other accounts so I can basically say I'm 95% transcendentalist.

Idealism. Idealism is the philosophy field in which it is solely based on ideas, no matter how far-fetched or how close to home they are. My first essay was based on the understandings and principles of idealism as I had called it an idealist essay before since I had not yet proclaimed myself to be a transcendentalist.

There you go readers. A little crash course on three fields of philosophy that I at least have the gist of. Feel free to look more into them on your own time, I encourage it. They're good stuff.

Later friends,

Yours Truly