I just read this great quote from Stevie Wonder that said something about how we live in a world where people are more comfortable looking at others than they are really giving themselves a good look. (He's not just talking about mirror time).
I'm right there with you, Stevie -- but what's the next step? It's interesting that he's blind and yet bears witness to so much more than your average person does.
Plato said kind of the same thing: "The unexamined life is not worth living," but he couldn't anticipate the way we live outside ourselves today -- Plato didn't anticipate reality television.
Did anyone expect this -- to live in a world so superficial and shallow that we don't know ourselves anymore?
I think Marx did. Marx wrote about commodity fetishism and how capitalism turns everything -- even human beings and personalities -- into something that can be sold and marketed.
Again: hey Marx, what do we do now? You've proven to be a fine oracle, but how do we get ourselves out of this situation?
Nietzsche wrote about that, and so did Confucius. As much as I read and re-read their works I can't find the answer.
I don't know how much longer my membership to suicidegirls.com will last. It only serves to make me feel . . . something undesirable. Now that I am unemployed -- the record store finally closed it's doors -- I don't know if it's the wisest way to spend money.
Where is it taking me anyway?
Let's chalk it up to being a hopeless (or hopeful?) romantic.
I'm right there with you, Stevie -- but what's the next step? It's interesting that he's blind and yet bears witness to so much more than your average person does.
Plato said kind of the same thing: "The unexamined life is not worth living," but he couldn't anticipate the way we live outside ourselves today -- Plato didn't anticipate reality television.
Did anyone expect this -- to live in a world so superficial and shallow that we don't know ourselves anymore?
I think Marx did. Marx wrote about commodity fetishism and how capitalism turns everything -- even human beings and personalities -- into something that can be sold and marketed.
Again: hey Marx, what do we do now? You've proven to be a fine oracle, but how do we get ourselves out of this situation?
Nietzsche wrote about that, and so did Confucius. As much as I read and re-read their works I can't find the answer.
I don't know how much longer my membership to suicidegirls.com will last. It only serves to make me feel . . . something undesirable. Now that I am unemployed -- the record store finally closed it's doors -- I don't know if it's the wisest way to spend money.
Where is it taking me anyway?
Let's chalk it up to being a hopeless (or hopeful?) romantic.
december:
have you made no friends through the website? have you not chatted with others? has there been no interaction through the website? do you like yourself? what do you live for? what makes you feel worthwhile? what are you going to do?