A Self Inflicted Argument, With Myself
Because thats what you do.
People watching could be a sport, though no one truly wants to know anyone’s inner commentary. It would only confirm the reasons for having social anxiety in some people, knowing what others thought. I suppose that’s why they say ignorance is bliss.
I hate that phrase.
I don’t want ignorance, I want to know all the things. What are the motives behind actions, decisions? What are the reasons that drive people to do what they do? How do they come to the conclusions they have concluded about themselves, others, the world? Perhaps I should have been a phycologist instead of a writer. Though, one could argue that writers have to know these things to in order to spin out their version of reality.
What is reality?
How do we know that what we see an experience is reality? Maybe it is just a twisted version of our cultural and social upbringing that makes us interpret our lives into anything. What I mean to say is, what if we were brought up alone, in a bland environment regarding social and cultural norms, and then thrust into the world? Would we all be so fucked up then? Probably. The older I get the more I believe that we interpret our lives into a series of “Look what happened to me”’s, instead of embracing the waves and flowing with them. Reality is different on the day, the hour; reality is different to the person. Yours is totally different from mine, even if we share experiences or ideas.
So why?
If intellectually we know that societal and cultural norms are what prevent us from completely embracing the spectrum of human diversity in a peaceful manner, why do we bother to research or explore the “what if’s” of conquering our primal need for one up man-ship? Is that a thing? Is that an actual goal? Or, by simply biological process, we have no other purpose than to conquer, for the sake of conquering, because we are biologically wired that way? One could make the same argument for monogamy. Why the idea of polyamory was thrown out? I believe its the idea of conquering another person so completely that produced monogamy. It doesn’t work for the propagation of the species argument.
I am sure, given time, I could have made this an actual readable article, one with evidence to support whatever spur of the moment claims my consciousness thrust forth. Maybe one day, maybe next week. Not today though. We will just stick with the stream of conscious writing argument for this.