Some days, I find myself poetically observing the world trying to find some philosophical truism to life. Some days, I find the world fascinatingly beautiful. Other days, I'm simply repulsed and destroyed internally by the world in which we live. Today, just happens to be one of those dismal days.
Stephen Blackpool, a character from Charles Dickens' novel Hard Times often says how all the world is a muddle. In his case, his world is unjust, corrupt, and quite confusing at times. Kinda like the world we live in, huh? At times, it seems as if we live in one screwed up and dismal world. We laugh at all the wrong things--things that shouldn't even be considered funny because they're so terrible. We hurt people with words rather than with stones and daggers, and sometimes, words end up doing more harm. Sometimes, we simply don't care, and that hurts. Apathy wounds those who actually care, but how can you spur someone to actually care? The world is an unfriendly place at times. A place of business, work, and machines. A place devoid of emotion. People take pleasure in watching the pain and suffering of others. Some even hope for it. We tear down others, so we can feel better about ourselves. We judge people by their exterior and fail to see that they have a beautiful heart, mind, or soul. All the wrong things seem to matter. The news is always focusing on the crime, the murder of innocents, the feuding countries, the politcal mud slinging, and how we're dooming our bodies to cancer by simply living life. The world nauseates me at times. I'm finished ranting now.
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Some days, I simply wish I could wear a cap on my head just to give my brain a hug. Other days, I want to wrap a massive band-aid around my cranium to solve the pounding headaches that take place there. And then there are the days that I wish my brain was equipped with an on and off switch that could be flipped whenever I so please. The scarecrow from The Wizard of Oz says, “If I only had a brain!” I say, “If I only had a brain that I could turn off every now and then.” I do wonder if ignorance is bliss. Those who don’t think are perfectly content with life as it is. Those who think all the time manage to find fault in themselves, in others, and in the world around us until we are all driven mad. Those who take higher level advanced courses always complain, worry, and stress out over their classes while those who take average classes seem pretty content and easy going about things. My brain is on 24/7 and never stops…EVER. It’s bad when you study so much for Spanish class and then as you get out of class and someone holds the door for you, it’s automatic for you to say “gracias” rather than “thank you.” You know that you’re too focused on your education when you skip lunch to get a few more repetitions playing through all of the movements of Telemann’s flute sonata. You know you’re too smart for your own good when corny chemistry jokes are your form of comic relief for the day. You know you’re taking your foreign language class too seriously when you begin dreaming in Spanish. There’s something seriously wrong when that happens. I think too much. It’s a fault of mine, but I wish I could cure it every now and then. People say to me, “Don’t overthink this” but seriously, it’s like telling me “Don’t blink.” I do wonder if ignorance is bliss. Is intelligence worth it all? All nights you spent studying while your friends partied. All those hours of sleep you lost because you came up with a novel idea that you had to write down immediately. All those occasions you chose the intellectual action over the frivolous action. Why are appearances so important when it comes to finding love? Why don’t guys think “Wow, she has a beautiful brain”? If the mind is a beautiful thing, why doesn’t everyone notice its beauty? I do wonder if ignorance is bliss. I wonder, I think, I overanalyze, I criticize, I dream, I imagine—I quite frankly use my brain toooften. Maybe it’s a good thing, but on those days you want to flip the switch to your brain, try this: Go to sleep, crazy. |
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