i look at you and smile because i'm fine...

Jan 12, 2008 01:04

so. i started writing this poll in my head this afternoon, when i was reasonably pleasant and sober. then i called the people that share genetics with me and now, neither of those qualifiers are in play. with that in mind, have a short philosophy lesson.

predestination: your future is fixed. everything that occurs was always meant to occur, since the beginning of time. mostly this happens in respect to some deity poking around in things and setting up all of eternity in a grand master plan.

fatalism: your future is your own choosing but it was fate that it was meant to pan out like it did. the plans that occur happen because you chose how they were to occur, but your choice was fate at work. lovely in retrospect, complicated before that. also involves deity, since there are things that were meant to be, regardless of how you chose. it is THAT you chose that is your free will, and thus the result of your choice is product of free will, but the product of your free will is also fate. i don't know if that really makes sense. think of this one as a choose your own adventure book, without cheating for the better ending.

determinism/causality: one event makes another event happen. i knock the glass, the glass breaks. the glass wouldn't've broken had i not knocked it. a position suitable for atheists or whatever. it's not strictly scientific, because you can argue proper randomness with formal logic. i've been taught how to, but fucked if i can remember. metaphysics sucks dude.

these descriptions are as good as i can remember them, so don't be surprised if they're flat out fucking wrong. i'm better with ethics and social philosophy, i swear.

all of this is brought to light because i've been thinking about something for a few days and it's kinda consuming me. i haven't been able to think of much else besides this...thing. issue. whatever. it's far more than those words, but i can't describe it. and all of friday, i kept on seeing things that drew me back to the heart of what i was arguing with myself over. the frustrating, endlessly frustrating, thing is, these things didn't pick a side. they just all screamed DO SOMETHING, which, when i'm so used to doing nothing, is quite a thing to have thrown at you. but after today's minuscule events, followed by the phenomenal conversation i had this evening with my second mother, i am quite assured that i AM going to do something, even if i have to drink a whole lot to actually do it. liquid balls, man. i don't even know. so, with all of that in mind (particularly the philosophy bit, considering i just talked a pile of shit about why i'm doing a stupid poll), check some boxes ladies, gents and gender outlaws.

Poll

[edit] itunes is conspiring against me, i swear. placebo, muse, fall out boy then stella one eleven? seriously, my teenagehood and my sanity in the space of four songs. fuck you, itunes, fuck you for being so right *buries face in hands*

...and then it flips to panic! at the disco *snerk* you know the world is messy when they're the ones to restore normality.

retarded things i do, the best way to fix everything you broke, genetics is a motherfucker

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