We Are Tricked By Language

I guess this really is just a stream of consciousness...soon to be unconsciousness...

You've been warned.

According to Mr. Friedrich Nietzsche, the truth does not exist. Truth is a matter of perspective. Our society is influenced by falsehoods and illusions. Undefined stigmas that frighten the shit out of us and prevent us from questioning what we think exist. You follow? We are tricked by language, by thought, by words, by metaphors – we have given up our individuality. We imitate.

Truth is prejudice.

[agree or disagree. enter thoughts in comment section, or write me a damn email. does anybody even read this blog? continued below.]

At times I feel like it’s almost a game, attempting to uncover “the truth.” But overall it’s not the truth that is redeeming our past or our memories; it is what we have learned from what we believe to be true. Our memories are ours – whether individual or collective. We chose how to shape them, share them and live them.

Therefore, the only "truths" that exist are our truths. And that is what liberates us -- but, as a society, do we rely on these self-assigned truths too much? I mean, they are, after all, just memories that we have (attempted to) coherently pieced together -- (attempting to) form some type of...something

Memory is often thought to be solely a subjective experience which builds identity and “the self.” We can truly only be aware of our consciousness, which feeds into the philosophical belief of solipsism: “My mind is the only thing that I know exists.” Radically opposing this idea is the theory of the collective consciousness, which asserts the supremacy of shared or collective memory. This claim depends on the thought that memory is shared and hinged on collective cogitation. Because of this, individual memories cease to exist.

So, in short, truth does not exist.

[summary: i need sleep or a stiff drink soon]

As Ms. Didion so eloquently once said, "we tell stories in order to live."

By Zeus, do we ever...

a little incompatibility is the spice of life

I vote for all humankind to be a little more incompatible...in an ionic bonding sorta way.



...it's only raining straight down.
That is why marriage is so much more interesting than divorce,
Because it's the only known example of the happy meeting of
the immovable object and the irresistible force.
So I hope husbands and wives will continue to debate and
combat over everything debatable and combatable,
Because I believe a little incompatibility is the spice of life...



and by golly, he was right...candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker.