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| Subject: The Reality of the External Mind: What George Orwell, Bill Clinton and Ronald Reagan Already Know | |
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Author: Jimmy |
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Date Posted: 23:16:01 11/18/07 Sun Author Host/IP: c-71-197-21-26.hsd1.mi.comcast.net/71.197.21.26 "I'LL SHOW YOU THE LIFE OF THE MIND!!! I'LL SHOW YOU THE LIFE OF THE MIND!!!" Frank "Mad Man" Mundt "Barton Fink" After a long and arduous week that, for the first time all year, had me gravely questioning the fabric of the world I live, I've come to a hard-line decision: it's an awful place that is void of any meaning. Granted, it was simple fatigue that had led me to this pondering during the dark night of the soul but that didn't make my pensive state any less real. In fact, unlike Jude Law in Huckabess I realize what's so great about depression: assuming that clinging to anguish is both noble and exemplary. Suffering is a virtue but it's not simply dogmatic as the modern day American Catholic has been instilled beyond canonized tenet (probably because of Evangelical fervor) to know 'why' he believes in the principles he lives his life by. The problem is I don't want to wait for Heaven to realize my dreams. Does that mean I lack Faith? Not according to Bill Clinton who claims that: "You can not let what people say define who you are. You have to have an inner core where people can't get to you." Indeed. So tonight I decided to fill this inner core that was raped apart by Wednesday's musings which left me with a void. See how it works when one has the balls to go through life as a lunatic? Through the reconciliation of certain contradictions one can bypass guilt as he makes his way to the top. I have nothing but contempt for 85% of the world but I care about them. I find they have nothing interesting to say but I'm going to start listening to them. I think that life is pointless and I find this depressing but I will convey nothing but optimism to those I encounter. Why? Because I hate them and realize that in order to succeed I must exploit their predictable behavior. And because I love them so much I truly believe that I will help them get to where want to be. Even though I don't believe I can help them even for a second I totally believe it. Ask Jimmy Carter about his malaise speech and the new one Reagan tore him when he responded. Carter was frank and honest with the public while Reagan knowingly deceived them. That is what they wanted and that is what they got and will continue to get. I can't change the world so why should I suffer by playing a losing hand based on reality? Only a fool would do such a thing; and like Paul Newman I'm "Nobody's Fool." Now this is very cold and practical and though it is guaranteed to reap rewards, it doesn't give me that buzz that only the orgiastic triumph seeped in revenge can. Hey, I can't change how my brain is wired. So I will secretly construct a narrative of a justified victim whose steely resolve carries him to victory over the forces he deems evil. No more minor showdowns like fistfights or caustic tirades. That is small time. Instant gratification is for the low-rent retalliator; Delayed gratification is for the absolute vindicator. To anyone whose played above the rules and only been punished for it I highly recommend suicidal thoughts of meaningless some random November night so that you can develop an inner core that no one can get to and then struggle through it until you realize that you can fill it with whatever you want and can believe whatever you want to believe. Power for the sake of power is the true motive but if that doesn't happen to coincide with whatever you are working on one day simply alter your thoughts to believe that with great power comes great responsibility. People like that one and I like people. Even George Orwell realized that in order to sell Socialism to the masses for their best interest that he would have to appeal to 'them' and not the other way around. Realizing that the public perception of the average Socialist was not only unflattering but also correct, Orwell set out on how to appeal to the middle-class office worker who was being squeezed out of existence by the big dogs at the top of the hierarchy. Being self-aware, like the rest of you, is a curse; but only until you figure out how to make it into a blessing. We have to be meaner than most because we are capable of discerning the truths that make us thoughtful and ultimately hold us back. There's a contradiction if I ever saw one yet it is clearly a fact no one can deny. Take a good, long look at the machine that's in control. Then take a look at the guy with more money who never gave it a thought his whole life. Is it right that he is more comfortable than you? NO! So exploit him for he has proven to be exploitable and therefore it is not your fault. All you did was care enough to now afford him the same opportunity to embark on the very journey you, yourself, have been on. It's his turn. It all starts with a righteous grudge. But we've been bamboozled by Stallone into thinking the journey is for the innocent and the naive. And it is. Abstract terms such as those are, as far as I'm concerned, subject to individual discretion. Like Bill Clinton said don't let others define you. That goes for words handed down from the dead and more importantly the ideas associated with them. Here in America, those of us from certain classes never had an Orwell who suggested placating the eventual changes on the horizon in a style that speaks to our manners and inherent beliefs. We were simply expected to deal with it. Most will because they are too stupid to realize that they had a hand to play if they'd only hold out. But like the cowards they are, they folded long ago and have enjoyed relative comfort for the past ten years. While those with true tenacity employed the resolve, harnessed their virtue and decide to suffer. Now, it's their turn to suffer. I'll just as soon make a card for a new friends hospitalized mother as I would stab her square in the back as hard as I could. I HATE HER!!! I love her. After all these years, I now truly understand the meaning of reconciliation. That's a Sacrament you know. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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| And So It Is... | Jimmy | 06:34:42 11/19/07 Mon |
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