It was while in the dreaded, pointless physics class that I allowed my thoughts to stray to a leisurely state of reminiscence. This is one of several measures that I must employ in order to contain my hatred for the rubbish excuse of an excuse for a teacher who finds the necessity to throw anyone within a 10 meter radius of her into a spiraling, mind numbed, driveling husk of something remotely human that I cannot place a finger on.
Items of perpetual hate on legs aside, that reclusive mind of mine decided to focus on the various figures of beauty which have graced my eyes over the few years that I've walked this earth. As I dwelled upon these thoughts, I recalled memories of some of these eye pleasers. I realised that all of them were not what they appeared. They all shared a tendency to be cold and arrogant. All people have their ugly sides, but it seems a little obvious that some are more hideous than others.
Why do pretty people tend to have uglier personalities? I don't even know my reasons for asking that when the answer is right in front of me. They simply have more confidence in themselves than others and put themselves above others because they believe that they have more to offer. It amuses me how conceited one can be, but they are out there and if anything, they like to flaunt themselves to every other 'ordinary' person.
I do sympathise for those with attractive physical characteristics. When you have the rest of society, comprising of like-minded people, remaining down to Earth is no simple task as everyone else lifts you up.
Indeed, I pity all you beautiful people. I beseech you, just stay in one spot and look pretty for all you're worth, else someone might pick up on how ugly you really are.
Costumus
Friday, February 27, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
Act Your Age
Something that we are instructed to do multiple time throughout our lives by the likes of our elders. It is a completely understandable and fair request when we behave like mindless barbarians who have just reached post fetal stage. As one being among the human populace who is not, I feel that it is my duty to tell these incomprehensibly idiotic jack-in-boxes to grow the bloody hell up. There is really no argument that one can present to justify such behaviour. You had your time being young, so grab hold of a little thing called maturity. It might just do you some good if you believe in such a phenomenonal thing as luck.
But enough of that rambling and on to what I believe is the real issue - people who try to act older than their age. This can be found, with minimal trouble, within the teenage demographic of the population. These underdeveloped, cretinous abominations seem to gain the idea that if they act more mature than their age, they will undergo a transformation that will leave them as glorious, shining beings who ought to be revered by the rest of society as something oh-so special.
"But why is this so wrong?" some may ask. Have these people ever possibly read a novel that is more than 10 pages in length? Most probably not, and if they have, it was not much over. 'Be yourself' was what the protagonist was always told by some wise character that would, in any novel aimed at an audience over the age of 12 years, have been later killed tragically. Despite the fact that the majority of this nation at the very least would have seen or even heard these two simple to comprehend words, we do not take them to heart. No sir, we do not. I don't, you don't, none of us do. The reason being that we want attention, like it or not, and will do most anything to obtain this popular commodity.
Humans are not interesting - we all want the same things in life. It's all just a matter of the methods we employ to gain these wants. What I do find intriguing, though, is what people will throw aside in order to get their filthy, deformed(that's correct - how many other organisms have like ours?) hands. One's character can be altered entirely when they try making themselves seem mature to others. Take for example, the teenager who tries to talk like an adult so that he/she may be accepted by the significantly older teenagers university students. Do they ever stop once to think how they might be affecting their sibling(s) who are accustomed to following closely at their heels? No, they do not. We are selfish and will put our best interests ahead of others'.
Do I make an attempt to be older than my age? Of course. I revel in the challenge of doing so. It makes life just that little bit exciting and compels me forward to live in it so that I may one day decipher its code. But like I previously stated, there are still sacrifices that must be made to adopt such an occupation. I have become arrogant and so cynical that I place the least trust of all in myself. I can be cold to people and stay detached forever more if I wish it, but that's really only revealing one small part of myself, is it not? Why not try to be a little more versatile? How about giving a knock on Curiosity's door, some time? My only answer up to date that I am able to provide is that I'm not prepared to learn more about myself at this point in time.
While we're still young, we had might as well just accept it because it is not human nature to go backwards in life, so once the chance passes, there is no turning back, unless of course you wish to shunned by the rest of society. It is not a conformist concept, just plain logic. Try it if you find the time. Remember that while one's self can really behave however they want to, it is never a wise decision to play out of your depth. Be careful - you might drown.
Costumus
But enough of that rambling and on to what I believe is the real issue - people who try to act older than their age. This can be found, with minimal trouble, within the teenage demographic of the population. These underdeveloped, cretinous abominations seem to gain the idea that if they act more mature than their age, they will undergo a transformation that will leave them as glorious, shining beings who ought to be revered by the rest of society as something oh-so special.
"But why is this so wrong?" some may ask. Have these people ever possibly read a novel that is more than 10 pages in length? Most probably not, and if they have, it was not much over. 'Be yourself' was what the protagonist was always told by some wise character that would, in any novel aimed at an audience over the age of 12 years, have been later killed tragically. Despite the fact that the majority of this nation at the very least would have seen or even heard these two simple to comprehend words, we do not take them to heart. No sir, we do not. I don't, you don't, none of us do. The reason being that we want attention, like it or not, and will do most anything to obtain this popular commodity.
Humans are not interesting - we all want the same things in life. It's all just a matter of the methods we employ to gain these wants. What I do find intriguing, though, is what people will throw aside in order to get their filthy, deformed(that's correct - how many other organisms have like ours?) hands. One's character can be altered entirely when they try making themselves seem mature to others. Take for example, the teenager who tries to talk like an adult so that he/she may be accepted by the significantly older teenagers university students. Do they ever stop once to think how they might be affecting their sibling(s) who are accustomed to following closely at their heels? No, they do not. We are selfish and will put our best interests ahead of others'.
Do I make an attempt to be older than my age? Of course. I revel in the challenge of doing so. It makes life just that little bit exciting and compels me forward to live in it so that I may one day decipher its code. But like I previously stated, there are still sacrifices that must be made to adopt such an occupation. I have become arrogant and so cynical that I place the least trust of all in myself. I can be cold to people and stay detached forever more if I wish it, but that's really only revealing one small part of myself, is it not? Why not try to be a little more versatile? How about giving a knock on Curiosity's door, some time? My only answer up to date that I am able to provide is that I'm not prepared to learn more about myself at this point in time.
While we're still young, we had might as well just accept it because it is not human nature to go backwards in life, so once the chance passes, there is no turning back, unless of course you wish to shunned by the rest of society. It is not a conformist concept, just plain logic. Try it if you find the time. Remember that while one's self can really behave however they want to, it is never a wise decision to play out of your depth. Be careful - you might drown.
Costumus
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Death to Speechlessness
The interwebs - home to a whole variety of pretty, ugly, fat and just plain uncanny delinquents who compose themselves as something they are not. Or maybe something that they really are, that they are unable to share with the the oh-so bland world of real.
Indeed, I succumbed to the the alluring concept of blogging, but everything both within and without existence will eventuate, no matter how contrary it may be.
I'll blog to compensate for the lack of my vocal use in the real world. Speaking is a tiresome, troublesome chore that I prefer to avoid in under most circumstances, as I prefer the way of the mind. Let that, in conjunction with my fingers, do the talking for me. Let us mull our thoughts over before venting them in everyone's faces.
The internet can reveal the true intelligence and nature of those who wish to utilize it. I'll admit to my crime now - I am a coward. But all I'm doing then is confessing to a crime which everyone is guilty of. We'll take ourselves, and then be thrown into the depths of our very own arrogance and self hate, just to make us seem stronger than other users of the internet. The following day, we may see the very person to whom we were so unforgivably cruel and put on a charade, as if no misdemeanor occurred in the first place. We all let ourselves succumb to it at some point, whether we realise it or not.
The mind is only complex if you make it so. The mind will fit to shape the mould that we set for it. Despite this, don't tell me to 'keep it simple, stupid' because the complexity is what allows any piece of existence to be worth anyone's interest.
Our curiosity is what compels us to move forward in this life of seeming pointlessness. The internet allows us to share the contents of our inquisitive minds with each other, which gives us the ability to move forth in reality as a whole.
Costumus
Indeed, I succumbed to the the alluring concept of blogging, but everything both within and without existence will eventuate, no matter how contrary it may be.
I'll blog to compensate for the lack of my vocal use in the real world. Speaking is a tiresome, troublesome chore that I prefer to avoid in under most circumstances, as I prefer the way of the mind. Let that, in conjunction with my fingers, do the talking for me. Let us mull our thoughts over before venting them in everyone's faces.
The internet can reveal the true intelligence and nature of those who wish to utilize it. I'll admit to my crime now - I am a coward. But all I'm doing then is confessing to a crime which everyone is guilty of. We'll take ourselves, and then be thrown into the depths of our very own arrogance and self hate, just to make us seem stronger than other users of the internet. The following day, we may see the very person to whom we were so unforgivably cruel and put on a charade, as if no misdemeanor occurred in the first place. We all let ourselves succumb to it at some point, whether we realise it or not.
The mind is only complex if you make it so. The mind will fit to shape the mould that we set for it. Despite this, don't tell me to 'keep it simple, stupid' because the complexity is what allows any piece of existence to be worth anyone's interest.
Our curiosity is what compels us to move forward in this life of seeming pointlessness. The internet allows us to share the contents of our inquisitive minds with each other, which gives us the ability to move forth in reality as a whole.
Costumus
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