The Obsession

We’ve all become insanely obsessed.  In a twisted sort of way, we, as a society,  have become simply obsessed.  Weight and self-image, electronics, shopping and spending, winning, “success,” and the American dream…we just can’t get enough of it.  Disgusting.

We’re at the top of the world in comparison to other creatures.  I can’t help but laugh at what we’ve done to prove it …  Erected buildings as high as the clouds.  Began mindless monkey warfare.  Concentration camps were established (and demolished).  Genocides took place time and time again.  McDonald’s was super-sized.  A-bombs were created.  Impressive yet shameful.

Weight and self-image is a pathetic thing to obsess over.  You are the way you are and there’s nothing that can be done about it.  I really dislike the extremely pious people who go to church (or the synagogue, Mosque, temple, or wherever it may be) to, in the end, do nothing more than brag about it.

Electronics! Oh, how fun they can be.  We’ve become so dependent on them.  These electronics we’ve created has helped us all tremendously,  and they are an inspiring establishment.  It makes me wonder, though . . . . I believe our evolution has lessened and that of technology has dramatically, over time, progressed.

What’s the point of excessive shopping?  We’re constantly purchasing items that we ourselves know we don’t need.  Ok, so let us go out and buy a flat screen tv.  And although we have one in perfect condition, we see this tv and have an uncontrolled desire to purchase it.  So . . . what do we do with the other one?  Let’s just toss it in the garbage.  Then the bills roll around and there isn’t enough money to pay  =  late fees.  What I’m trying to get at is that we waste so much money on our wants and don’t have enough money for our needs.

We try so hard.  We’ll do nearly anything to gain a mere win.  We’ll show desperate attempts to ‘win’ the American dream.  And when we don’t get what we want? Well, that’s different for each individual . . . we aren’t happy to say the least.  It’s a scary thing to see a person at their ropes’ end trying so hard . . . .

We are living in The Obsession.

The Unseen World

It’s been requested of me to write my opinion/beliefs of dreams.  So, here I go….

Everyone tends to have their own fantasy of what dreams are and where they come from:  Guilt, fear, hopes, a previous life lived, predictions, desires, or even aliens or angels or gods visiting you in your sleep and giving you what you see. People attempt to study dreams.  It sparks that same memorization as an insect drawn to the flame.  Like the fire, I don’t believe a person will ever be able to truly grasp what a dream is.

My own dreams have a reoccurring theme of danger.  I’m constantly running to something to try to save it or to save my own life.  But these aren’t my nightmares, these are merely my every-night dreams.  My nightmares have me waking up to myself in tears or in pain from what had happened in the dream.  I had a dream once where I was shot in my left shin and the bullet had traveled down to my foot.  I awoke with such immense pain, that the dream must have been true…but when I looked down at my left shin, there was no blood, no wound.  There was only a constant pain that remained there for days.  Nothing was in my room to give me that precise pain.  How could I have felt such a thing from something that never happened?

I’ve seen on the t.v. and I’ve read of  people dreaming of some sort of catastrophe before it ever happened.  I find that, though, extremely hard to believe true.  It’s something that could too easily be said and accepted by mass majority.

I don’t understand how a dream could possibly cause pain.  I don’t understand how a dream could predict the future.  I don’t understand how exactly a dream is caused by a fear or desire or a hope a person may posses.  I don’t understand how guilt could cause a dream.  Nor do I understand how someone could dream of a life they had lived before (or if reincarnation is possible).

The comprehension of dreams is beyond my knowledge.  My personal beliefs? I haven’t the slightest idea.  My personal opinion?  I may not know what dreams are, but they shouldn’t be pushed aside and forgotten.

Survival

The evolution of language has morphed the definition of survival.  When we think of survival, we think of searching for food, water, shelter, and warmth to live.  But today,  all of this is a given.  The unofficial modern definition of survival is to live up to society’s expectations.  We go to school to get an education.  We get an education to get a decent job.  We need that job to receive money, and the money to buy food, water, and homes.  If we don’t live up to these expectations, then we would sooner or later become homeless.  This failure would resurrect the primary definition of survival.  What has happened to the simplicity of life??

Forgiven?

I’ve often wondered about forgiving . . . .   To forgive is to let that person know that you have accepted the sorrow for what they have done or said to hurt you.  It’s forgetting this deed they have committed and not [willingly] bringing it up again.  When you forgive, it’s to show that you hold no grudge or ill will against any wrongdoings against that person.  It’s the lack of further discussion.  It’s letting go and moving on.

It took me some time to realize what forgiving actually was.  I simply didn’t see the point in it all.  It’s not like the simple act of it could possibly undo what was done or help me in any way . . . . right?

Forgiving shouldn’t mean to forget the act at all.  It in no way lessens or justifies the wrong committed.  It isn’t excusing or bypassing what’s been done.  Forgiving is, of course, not easy to do; especially if  this person was close to you.  When we don’t forgive or refuse to forgive, it brings our bitterness into our relationships and experiences.  Many of us (myself included) have become so en-dwarfed within the wrong, that we can’t enjoy ourselves any longer.

But when you forgive someone, have you really “forgiven and forgotten?” Or is it even worth forgiving this person for what they’ve done?  Forgiving brings to you, what, closure?  It’s actually been proven, though, that it brings us better physical (and mental) health.  I’ve experienced the change from refusing to forgive and being a forgiver.  Up until recently, I never honestly forgave a single soul.

First post ….

I’ve decided to go ahead and start a blog . . . .  I have no idea how this will turn out (or if I’ll even keep it up).  But quite often I have questions about society and the way we all live, and I’m annoyed of having my thoughts imprisoned in my mind.  So, I guess this will be my attempts at “voicing” my thoughts . . . .