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 the MidWay
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 Do You Have A Question? 
#462048 - 11/18/01 07:41 AM (21 years, 10 months ago) |
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How many hours a day do you spend in front of a television screen? A computer screen? Behind an automobile windscreen? All three screens combined? What are you being screened from? How much of your life comes at you through a screen, vicariously? Is watching things as exciting as doing things? Do you have enough time to do all the things that you want to? Do you have enough energy to? Why? And how many hours a day do you sleep? How are you affected by standardized time, designed solely to synchronize your movements with those of millions of other people? How long do you ever go without knowing what time it is? Who or what controls your minutes and hours? The minutes and hours that add up to your life? Are you saving time? Saving it up for what? Can you put a value on a beautiful day, when the birds are singing and people are walking around together? How many dollars an hour does it take to pay you to stay inside and sell things or file papers? What can you get later that will make up for this day of your life?
How are you affected by being in crowds, by being surrounded by anonymous masses? Do you find yourself blocking your emotional responses to other human beings? And who prepares your meals? Do you ever eat by yourself? Do you ever eat standing up? How much do you know about what you eat and where it comes from? How much do you trust it? What are we deprived of by labor-saving devices? By thought-saving devices? How are you affected by the requirements of efficiency, which place value on the product rather than the process, on the future rather than the present, the present moment that is getting shorter and shorter as we speed faster and faster into the future? What are we speeding towards? Are we saving time? Saving it up for what? How are you affected by being moved around in prescribed paths, in elevators, buses, subways, escalators, on highways and sidewalks? By moving, working, and living in two- and three-dimensional grids? How are you affected by being organized, immobilized, and scheduled rather than wandering, roaming freely and spontaneously? Scavenging? (Shoplifting?) How much freedom of movement do you have--freedom to move through space, to move as far as you want, in new and unexplored directions? And how are you affected by waiting? Waiting in line, waiting in traffic, waiting to eat, waiting for the bus, waiting to urinate--learning to punish and ignore your spontaneous urges? How are you affected by holding back your desires? By sexual repression, by the delay or denial of pleasure, starting in childhood, along with the suppression of everything in you that is spontaneous, everything that evidences your wild nature, your membership in the animal kingdom? Is pleasure dangerous? Could danger be joyous?
Do you ever need to see the sky? (Can you see many stars in it any more?) Do you ever need to see water, leaves, foliage, animals? Glinting, glimmering, moving? Is that why you have a pet, an aquarium, houseplants? Or are television and video your glinting, glimmering, moving? How much of your life comes at you through a screen, vicariously? If your life was made into a movie, would you watch it? How do you feel in situations of enforced passivity? How are you affected by a non-stop assault of symbolic communication--audio, visual, print, billboard, video, radio, robotic voices--as you wander through a forest of signs? What are they urging upon you? Do you ever need solitude, quiet, contemplation? Do you remember it? Thinking on your own, rather than reacting to stimuli? Is it hard to look away? Is looking away the very thing that is not permitted? Where can you go to find silence and solitude? Not white noise, but pure silence? Not loneliness, but gentle solitude? How often have you stopped to ask yourself questions like these?
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 Re: Do You Have A Question? [Re: the MidWay]
#462738 - 11/18/01 08:23 PM (21 years, 10 months ago) |
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Q: "How often have you stopped to ask yourself questions like these? "
A: Everyday.
It actually becomes quite obnoxious/distracting/inefficient. That's when I take a few grams of soma and pound my head against the wall of my cubicle... if I had a cubicle. You see, drone mode is much easier- no more bothersome thinking- just feeling (albeit false feeling). Soma, yeah. A gram is better than a damn.
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Traveller
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 Re: Do You Have A Question? [Re: the MidWay]
#462833 - 11/18/01 10:18 PM (21 years, 10 months ago) |
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I don't know what to say man but reading your post just gave me shivers, put my hair on end....thank you.
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Ulysees
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Re: Do You Have A Question? [Re: Traveller]
#463025 - 11/19/01 02:42 AM (21 years, 10 months ago) |
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That deserves a response, but I can't think of one. I will say that I am currently in the hell that is those questions. I didn't just stop to think about them, I dropped out of my own life and embraced them. I have become something different, but it isn't proving too efficient in this world.
The hour is getting late... hah hah ahaah hahhah
Wait until you see what is really happening people, wait until your eyes are opened, with or without your consent...
(refer to title)
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The AntiChrist
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Re: Do You Have A Question? [Re: Ulysees]
#463260 - 11/19/01 09:22 AM (21 years, 10 months ago) |
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I am experiencing the same problems. And thats doesnt work out well when your still in school.
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MrKurtz
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Re: Do You Have A Question? [Re: the MidWay]
#463790 - 11/19/01 07:46 PM (21 years, 10 months ago) |
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Ok, I'll try to respond.
I work outdoors. Its insanely hard work, and long. I work because I fear not knowing. I fear having to think about the future basics, where I am going to sleep, what (or if) I am going to eat. If it was not for working, I would always be asking myself these questions, and probably have less time to loaf about because of it. I work like a man should work, shirt off in the sun, using my muscles and conserving my mind for self reflection. Time loses meaning, I just stop when I'm done. We must put a dollar sign on our time, because if we don't our future will get bleaker and bleaker even though we are making the best of the present. Labor saving devices save time, save energy, save more time to think about whats the use of a labor saving device. Saving enough energy to relax with a good book instead of falling fast asleep from exhaustion. We give up basic freedoms for basic priviledges. If we take the freedom of mobility, we give up the priviledge of a warm bed that we know will be there. I deny spontaneous urges to feel strength inside myself. If everytime I fucked, everytime I punched, everytime I quit, everytime I ate, everytime I laughed, everytime I cried, when I wanted to, everytime I did that the next time would be that much more familiar and less original. I would have to accept the reprecussions of what I did. If I fucked that slut at the party, what would my girlfriend think? If I punched that prick on the street out, what would I do in jail? If I cried everytime I felt hurt, how would I learn to stand up and show strength when I don't feel strong inside. How would others be able to depend on me when I can't even depend on myself to do what I know whats "right"? Danger is joyous when we have to much safety, safety is treasured when surrounded by danger.
I need the outdoors to get away from synthetics, from manmade symbolic devices. I need quiet time, without thinking of what happened to me I will never learn. I ask questions like these every night, and every night I come to a fantastic conclusion about myself, my loves, and the human race in general. I try to understand why people do what they do, why I do what I do. Why are things the way they are. I hope to know everything, but theres so much I will always be eager to find more answers. I look for a beautiful soul to be with, to fill the hole inside my soul. Someone to be with, to be a part of, to be a part of me. Someone who I would die for, someone who would die for me. Someone who I can be so comfortable with that I can be alone while in there presence.
I showed you my reasons, now you show me yours. If you don't know, ask yourself, keep asking until they start making sense. There is a reason why you do what you do, but its a sad feeling when you don't know why.
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