As thoughts occur.
This past weekend has caused some thoughts to really surface in my head, and while I promise this will come off a bit preachy, it is nothing more than the simple thoughts of but one kid(man?) from New Jersey. My words will likely be viewed as idealist by almost all and they will be disagreed with by many so read them with only that understanding. These are the things I've been thinking of, the things that have been keeping me awake. I give you warning that it's pretty doom laden and apolitical, but these words essentially sum up my sentiments on most anything recently.
At what point did we lose ourselves? When did everyone decide that there are only two sides to every occurrence and that one side must prevail over the other? Why have we come to the point where the stupidest of little things have become major indiscretions? It seems to me that whether the topic is building a religious facility near a place of tragedy or the simple removal of an earthly object that has no real bearing on anyone, as men and women we have found reasons to fight and kill and slay each other for no other reason than "because we can." Humans claim themselves to be of the higher order of creatures on this planet, calling ourselves Homo Sapiens Sapiens (the Wise Knowing Man). But how wise can we really be when our supposed Wisdom is so indiscriminately used to slay and effectively self destruct our own species? It seems that humans were built to fight, to kill, and to conquer. We spend many of our days making new weapons, be it on purpose or by accident, and the remaining days are spent making excuses to point these weapons at ourselves. As men and women, we breathe the same air, we drink the same water, our produce rises out of the same earth that covers this miserable little ball of gasses and accidents. Our children, our neighbors, our pets and the creatures that have submitted to our rule are all born of the same materials. The differences between each and every one of us are so infinitesimally negligible and irrelevant, that it makes no sense that our world continuously seems to be moving toward an end carved by the hands of its dominant species.
Everyone believes that what they're fighting for is right and true, but it seems nobody seems to even know what it is they really are fighting for. To what end are the soldiers dying? Do these men and women, faces of each of their representative countries, really know who they're shooting? Who they're killing? Do they really know why their leader wants them to kill? Why they themselves think they are doing something worth killing for? Does any of us really know if we're doing anything worth killing for? If it weren't for our ardent goal of proving how right we are and how wrong they, yes the ominous they, are, could we not all have built a better society? Stronger science, better medicine, better everything. Imagine that the resources spent on our trivial squabbles were spent on something like space exploration. Man would be achieving further exploration and understanding into our own solar system. Or into medicine, cancer, AIDS, the common cold, all things that could have become things of the past. What about into alternative means of energy, that daunting task that seems to have been forgotten amongst the bloodshed. Nothing that Homo Sapiens or Homo Sapiens Sapiens has done in it's over 200,000 years of existence has meant anything because every act has only been focused upon themselves. On Earth, their acts are devastating, in the Solar System, their acts are but a scratch, on the Milky Way, their acts are unnoticed, in the infinite Universe, nothing has transgressed.
Even in all these words, all I have done is mention how we have done nothing. Does this mean that we should stop trying to be artists, doctors, politicians, etc.? No, but it seems fruitless if every time one man decides to commit to an act, another decides to kill him for it. I wish I could honestly say "I look forward to when we are all unified as a species," but my faith in humanity isn't that great and nor am I that naive. I know that as humans we have chosen the path that is easiest, a path to implosion where when some other planetoid finally receives the light of our Earth for the first time, Earth itself will be no more. So why spend these few moments we actually have telling someone to not build or to destroy when instead we could spend them learning and creating, leaving behind a mark that eventually might mean something? Selfishness, delusion, and absurdity have engulfed us.
At what point did we lose ourselves? When did everyone decide that there are only two sides to every occurrence and that one side must prevail over the other? Why have we come to the point where the stupidest of little things have become major indiscretions? It seems to me that whether the topic is building a religious facility near a place of tragedy or the simple removal of an earthly object that has no real bearing on anyone, as men and women we have found reasons to fight and kill and slay each other for no other reason than "because we can." Humans claim themselves to be of the higher order of creatures on this planet, calling ourselves Homo Sapiens Sapiens (the Wise Knowing Man). But how wise can we really be when our supposed Wisdom is so indiscriminately used to slay and effectively self destruct our own species? It seems that humans were built to fight, to kill, and to conquer. We spend many of our days making new weapons, be it on purpose or by accident, and the remaining days are spent making excuses to point these weapons at ourselves. As men and women, we breathe the same air, we drink the same water, our produce rises out of the same earth that covers this miserable little ball of gasses and accidents. Our children, our neighbors, our pets and the creatures that have submitted to our rule are all born of the same materials. The differences between each and every one of us are so infinitesimally negligible and irrelevant, that it makes no sense that our world continuously seems to be moving toward an end carved by the hands of its dominant species.
Everyone believes that what they're fighting for is right and true, but it seems nobody seems to even know what it is they really are fighting for. To what end are the soldiers dying? Do these men and women, faces of each of their representative countries, really know who they're shooting? Who they're killing? Do they really know why their leader wants them to kill? Why they themselves think they are doing something worth killing for? Does any of us really know if we're doing anything worth killing for? If it weren't for our ardent goal of proving how right we are and how wrong they, yes the ominous they, are, could we not all have built a better society? Stronger science, better medicine, better everything. Imagine that the resources spent on our trivial squabbles were spent on something like space exploration. Man would be achieving further exploration and understanding into our own solar system. Or into medicine, cancer, AIDS, the common cold, all things that could have become things of the past. What about into alternative means of energy, that daunting task that seems to have been forgotten amongst the bloodshed. Nothing that Homo Sapiens or Homo Sapiens Sapiens has done in it's over 200,000 years of existence has meant anything because every act has only been focused upon themselves. On Earth, their acts are devastating, in the Solar System, their acts are but a scratch, on the Milky Way, their acts are unnoticed, in the infinite Universe, nothing has transgressed.
Even in all these words, all I have done is mention how we have done nothing. Does this mean that we should stop trying to be artists, doctors, politicians, etc.? No, but it seems fruitless if every time one man decides to commit to an act, another decides to kill him for it. I wish I could honestly say "I look forward to when we are all unified as a species," but my faith in humanity isn't that great and nor am I that naive. I know that as humans we have chosen the path that is easiest, a path to implosion where when some other planetoid finally receives the light of our Earth for the first time, Earth itself will be no more. So why spend these few moments we actually have telling someone to not build or to destroy when instead we could spend them learning and creating, leaving behind a mark that eventually might mean something? Selfishness, delusion, and absurdity have engulfed us.