I have been thinking a bit about the ways in which people go about their lives in denial of reality. It boggles my mind really, how much bullshit is and was taking up mental space in my head.
I look back to my years in college. Only a small fraction of it was interesting and worthwhile, but still I did it. Kept doing it. Einstein's idea of insanity, right? And I think back to the papers that I had to write and how the act of bullshitting was rewarded. I mean how much of life is based on the talent of bullshitting? He who bullshits best wins? If I can submit a paper to a college professor and earn an 'A' based on a few sprinkled facts and a sack-load of bullshit, what does that mean about our society?
When people are filling up space and not living passionately, that is, not doing a job that they honestly care about, we end up with a world where bullshit is routinely dressed up, sprayed with febreeze, and shoved around to a bunch of people who don't really care. That's not life, it isn't living. How many people would happily fall from the WTC if they woke up and realized how much bullshit is filling up their world? Even love is buried in a huge heap of ego and bullshit. When someone can't even make up their mind to live their life the way they want to because it might "hurt" someone else is ridiculous. Who is this person that you would "hurt" and how in the world are they loving you to hold you back from such a thing?
Get real, stop the bullshit, live the life that you dream about or go jump off a building for God's sake.
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