Well it is, and that's the problem. Life is good, but to be satisfied with what is good is to never become what is great.
I'm talking to you as an individual. Right now. The kid sitting behind his computer screen, wasting his time on the internet because it gives him a laugh, puts him in his comfort zone, and tells him that life is good and that he need not worry about following his dreams, whatever they may be, because he's got all he needs right here. The kid who is smarter and more talented than all his friends, but who has lost the motivation to show them. But he can change. It all begins with a decision, and all that decision takes is a little courage. You have it all but courage. It is the greatest virtue, because without it none of the other virtues can ever come to life. If a loving man does not have the courage to love, he will never love, and if a smart man never has the courage to reason, he will never do so. Whatever you are, the loving man, the smart man, the hateful man, the passionate man, the aspiring musician, artist, politician, philosopher, supermodel... all you need is courage, because you've already got everything else.
It takes strength to do those things, but the equation is simple, and the variables are there. All you need to do is utilise them. Emotional fitness; psychological strength.
Don't let me see life take control of you.
Take control of life.
Let me see some fucking heroes.
So you're one of the high rollers. Your hard earned money goes towards buying materialistic shit that you don't need-- only want. And yet you feel so content with your possessions that are ultimately worth nothing. You buy more than you need, and you eat what you have, and end up throwing the rest away. And this, my friends, makes you look like a complete asshole whether you notice it or not.
So in spite of all this, you think your life has meaning? is there a specific purpose as to why you've come into existence from the plain of purgatory that you once hailed? Simply put, no. You are nothing but the product of luck and chance, and thanking your predecessors, skill and knowledge. If you honestly believe that an all mighty, all knowing, all powerful and loving God created this vast universe just for us then I have some major fucking news for you, good sirs. Let me clear a few things up...
The universe is so large that the human mind simply cannot comprehend the pure, eerie essence that it is. You honestly believe that God, someone who could create such a magnificent, mystifying and mind-blowing product, only created one species of super-intelligent beings on a planet covered by water. And not just water... but SALT water. Water that is undrinkable. 70% of it is undrinkable actually, and we can't even seem to breathe under there. So what's God's explanation for that? Shit I'd love to hear it.
If that isnt enough why don't you take a good fucking look around. Disease, poverty, war, racism, sexism, discrimination, terrorism, nuclear testing, torture, greed, corruption. And God is not responsible for this you say? Why is it that when something good happens, he is held in such high reverence, but when it's something negative you choose to ignore it. Ever wonder why? Maybe you should.
If you're able to picture innocent children being born into poor families, innocent children being born with a disability and mental retardation, innocent children who have done NOTHING wrong, being forced to exist in a world where they are mocked, treated like SHIT and suffer for all their lives, and you can still say with pride that God is all loving, then you are ignorant and you need to come to terms with the fact that the only reason why you believe in God is because in times of crisis, you need a shoulder to lean on. The reason why I don't need a shoulder to lean on is because I have supportive friends who are there for me, because they know I'm not a complete lunatic with an invisible friend.
And so I end the aforementioned points with this simple conclusive question:
150 years ago: the abolition of slavery
100 years ago: the emancipation of women
050 years ago: inter-racial marriage
TODAY: same sex relationships
Why is it that the church always has to be dragged kicking and screaming (by secular outrage) towards the tolerance and compassion that, ironically, it claims to hold a monopoly on?
And have you ever deeply thought about the 10 commandments?
The first four are blatant religious propaganda- basically a plug for the Hebrew God. The remaining six are dangerously held up as exhaustive and inspired by those who apparently haven't read them. For example, one wonders how 'lying' and 'envy' make the big list of dont's, but not rape, torture, child abuse, racism, slavery... and surely nobody still seriously believes that black and white moral guidelines are of much use in a grayscale world. "Thou shalt not kill" - but what about in genuine self-defense? "Thou shalt not bear false witness"- but what about lying to the Nazi officer who asks if you are hiding any Jews? True morality requires judging each case on its own merits, not just overlaying the same clumsy morality stencil on everything.
So what inspired me to write this giant block of text? In Society and Culture class today, we watched footage of the impacts and the implications that the Vietnam War had on the Vietnamese people. And let me tell you that if for one fucking minute you believe God is all loving, you're officially on a list of 'people who are clearly deaf in a world with nothing but sound'. The children... INNOCENT CHILDREN... born deformed, born unable to even go to the bathroom, walk, talk or perform any task that is essentially what makes us human... They are unable to farm land to feed themselves... and this is just in Vietnam. All over the world, people are suffering... the Arabs, Africans, Chinese, Cambodians to name a few.
And after all this you expect me to believe that I'm the one that's going to hell for 'being bad'. Ladies and Gentlemen there is no God, and no meaning to life. Science cannot yet explain how the big bang had occured, but we sure as hell know that we are who we are simply because we won the luck of the draw-- we're lucky to be alive. Some people may never even get to walk this earth. And we dare to say that the miracle of life is attributed to a being who allows such horrendous acts to take place.
To those who oppose, all I can say is fuck off and open your eyes
The man with the violin played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, approximately 2000 people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.
After 3 minutes a middle aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried to meet his schedule.
4 minutes later the violinist received his first dollar: a woman threw money in the hat and, without stopping, continued to walk.
After 10 minutes, a year 3 old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly. The kid stopped to look at the violinist again, but the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. Every parent, without exception, forced their children to move on quickly.
45 minutes... the musician played continuously. Only 6 people stopped and listened for a short while. About 20 gave money but continued to walk at their normal pace. The man collected a total of $32
1 hour... he finished playing and the silence took over. No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition. No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the greatest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars.
Two days before Joshua Bell sold out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.
Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organised by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and peoples priorities.
The question raised: in a common place environment at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognise talent in an unexpected context?
One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this: If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made... How many other things are we missing?
Lincoln became a martyr the same way John F. Kennedy would become one. And in their deaths, they created a symbol of freedom and peace... something this country can look up to.
The truth is death doesn't vindicate. It doesn't vindicate. It may have been good for the country but it wasn't good for Lincoln and it definitely wasn't good for John F. Kennedy. So what do you say? Did they die in vain?
If you had to ask John or Abe if they liked being shot in the head they'd probably say 'no'. We cannot dedicate. We cannot concentrate. We cannot hollow this ground for the tragedy lies they were robbed of their future and the possibilities that lay within it. And these lives will never be replaced
It is about when you wake up in the morning and snow is already coming down and its bright between the buildings where the sun falls, but already dark where the shadows are. And it's all about the want... so what do you want? Because if you don't want something, you've got nothing. You are a drift. You're washed away and buried under the snow and shadow, and in the spring when the snow melts, nobody will remember where you were frozen and buried. You will no longer be anywhere.