Nobody is normal.
At its heart the idea of normal is a farcical concept, but a thousand times more so when applied to people. Everyone is different, there is no ‘average person’.
Even if one takes normal to mean ‘mentally stable’ it remains ridiculous. Nobody is 100% stable 100% of the time. In fact, it appears that people in general are less and less stable, more and more often (or maybe its just finally getting talked about more).
My blind mind’s eye pretty effectively neuters my memory. Because I can’t recall the image of a situation, I often can’t recall it at all. Forgetting where I put things is the rule, not the exception, for me.
Cruel joke of the gods, that. Give a man who’s greatest fear is loss a memory that deprecates rapidly. Moments come and go. Memories mostly go. It is the way of things, and there isn’t a great deal I can do about it.
There are two paths to immortality.
Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing. — Benjamin FranklinWhich will you choose?
I admit to cheating a little. Life’s unfair, after all, so why should we be fair back? I choose both.
I will do. I will do crazy things, just because I can. Better to ask ‘why not?’ than ‘why?’. And I will strive to touch the lives of others, in the most positive way that I can.
I wrote the other day about 10xing. Taking a goal, or an achievement, and striking for 10x that. It sounds crazy, and its supposed to.
Life is too short, no matter how long it is. Because there’s just too much to experience. The volume of things is growing at an insane rate. We live in an age where there’s a million different things to watch, read, listen to…on and on. Creators are pumping out better and better content at ever increasing rates, which is itself a very positive sign of a societal shift towards creativity.
We as in humanity.
An individual human is special. Every goddamn one of us. And the systematic and historic failure to recognise this is a crime. But that is beside the point of this particular piece.
Humanity is not special.
It is almost certain we are not alone in the universe. The laws of probability dictate we are not the ‘only’, nor the ‘first’, nor the ‘last’. Humanity is most likely one in a million.
Art of the corner
Roar of the engine, a wildcat
Ride to feel alive
I’ve never written a haiku before, but I had to. It was tricky! I think it almost comes close to describing the joy of riding. Almost.
“Little particles of inspiration sleet through the universe all the time traveling through the densest matter in the same way that a neutrino passes through a candyfloss haystack, and most of them miss.” — Terry Pratchett, Sourcery
Most of them never find the right target.
The human mind possesses an overwhelming capacity for creativity that continually overwhelms me. Society, science, technology….humanity…has advanced in directions that were previously unimaginable, nevermind thought impossible.
Dramatic and cynical. That’s me. Sometimes dramatic and morbid. Frequently dramatic and self-derisive. But not often dramatic and funny. Or indeed, dramatic and happy. Which doesn’t make a whole lot of sense, all things considered.But of course it doesn’t because I don’t.
I am a fundamental conflict with no visible resolution. My life philosophy is founded on the impossible - two diametrically opposed sets of beliefs. It shouldn’t work. It doesn’t work and yet it is.