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robinblokeI've linked this behind a cut because it's a ramble regarding my own philosphies that some may not care to read, so be warned - it's a little bit of a... well a something.
Am I too easy going? Or oblivious? Or perhaps simply unwilling to stand my ground verbally (I'd dispute the last at least). Lately here and there I've become more aware of peoples feelings towards each other, in various ways - probably helps that I'm not sucked into my own little world of angst anymore and I'm able to peep over the top of the shellhole and look around, but I digress...
I become deeply saddened when it gets to a point where it's obvious two people I know or even one person I know and another I don't, hate each other, emotions I believe are the most precious things we have - our intelligence may allow us to build bridges, fly to the moon and compute all manner of complicated equations but our feelings more than this makes us who we are, intelligence (I believe) is evolved from the proverbial first ape picking up a stick and poking it into a beehive for a tasty snack, whilst emotions are the development and refinement of base, raw instinct (fundamentally two; to breed and survive) into vastly complicated and in-depth concepts and sensations as to inspire legions of poets, playwrights and more. What's this all about? Well, it's a general ramble about my philosophy for life, which is basically centred around emotions - since I am fundamentally a cynic as regards to the great almighty (or whoever) I consider that what I do know and understand (or can feel at least) to be important to regulate and understand, control and give as I can. Basically to me, hating someone is almost an alien thing - certainly there are people that I dislike, yes, people who I am annoyed or irked by, and people I know that I'd rather not talk to, now this in itself I find annoying too; but the world being what it is I accept that with the diversification of people living here sooner or later there will have to be someone to challenge my paradigm. But hate, no, I can't say I've felt that for more than a few irrational moments of pain or fear, as my own world of emotional being crashes down for a moment to more raw, refined feeling. But I can't say I hate anyone. I pity, am saddened by, fear and more, but I really can't bring myself to hate - or want to hate someone, it's simply not something I want to live or deal with, I'd rather blank someone and try to avoid them than deal with such a strong negative (I would say at least) feeling inside me, I'd be worried it would taint my other feelings as I know how the extremes of other feelings effect me and I'm sure it'd be like any other one. I think also that I am very grateful that I've never had to face a situation that would make me hate someone, as I'm sure I'm most certainly capable of it, thankfully life hasn't brought that to me, or (perhaps me hoping here) that my attitude has been such that beyond the random misfortune of life nothing has happened that means anyone would do such to make me hate them. Perhaps this is simply avoidant of me on finer issues that I don't bring myself to do so, but I run my life and more importantly my feelings in a way that I feel best benefits both myself and the world around me, and hate (I believe) rarely helps anyone.
So, is this a nag at anyone, a slap in the face, a wagging finger or an observation of events that has just brought a bubbling thought to the surface? Just the latter, and a few moments for me to remind myself, and anyone else that really cares to listen, how I try and run things in this world I call my life.
Am I too easy going? Or oblivious? Or perhaps simply unwilling to stand my ground verbally (I'd dispute the last at least). Lately here and there I've become more aware of peoples feelings towards each other, in various ways - probably helps that I'm not sucked into my own little world of angst anymore and I'm able to peep over the top of the shellhole and look around, but I digress...
I become deeply saddened when it gets to a point where it's obvious two people I know or even one person I know and another I don't, hate each other, emotions I believe are the most precious things we have - our intelligence may allow us to build bridges, fly to the moon and compute all manner of complicated equations but our feelings more than this makes us who we are, intelligence (I believe) is evolved from the proverbial first ape picking up a stick and poking it into a beehive for a tasty snack, whilst emotions are the development and refinement of base, raw instinct (fundamentally two; to breed and survive) into vastly complicated and in-depth concepts and sensations as to inspire legions of poets, playwrights and more. What's this all about? Well, it's a general ramble about my philosophy for life, which is basically centred around emotions - since I am fundamentally a cynic as regards to the great almighty (or whoever) I consider that what I do know and understand (or can feel at least) to be important to regulate and understand, control and give as I can. Basically to me, hating someone is almost an alien thing - certainly there are people that I dislike, yes, people who I am annoyed or irked by, and people I know that I'd rather not talk to, now this in itself I find annoying too; but the world being what it is I accept that with the diversification of people living here sooner or later there will have to be someone to challenge my paradigm. But hate, no, I can't say I've felt that for more than a few irrational moments of pain or fear, as my own world of emotional being crashes down for a moment to more raw, refined feeling. But I can't say I hate anyone. I pity, am saddened by, fear and more, but I really can't bring myself to hate - or want to hate someone, it's simply not something I want to live or deal with, I'd rather blank someone and try to avoid them than deal with such a strong negative (I would say at least) feeling inside me, I'd be worried it would taint my other feelings as I know how the extremes of other feelings effect me and I'm sure it'd be like any other one. I think also that I am very grateful that I've never had to face a situation that would make me hate someone, as I'm sure I'm most certainly capable of it, thankfully life hasn't brought that to me, or (perhaps me hoping here) that my attitude has been such that beyond the random misfortune of life nothing has happened that means anyone would do such to make me hate them. Perhaps this is simply avoidant of me on finer issues that I don't bring myself to do so, but I run my life and more importantly my feelings in a way that I feel best benefits both myself and the world around me, and hate (I believe) rarely helps anyone.
So, is this a nag at anyone, a slap in the face, a wagging finger or an observation of events that has just brought a bubbling thought to the surface? Just the latter, and a few moments for me to remind myself, and anyone else that really cares to listen, how I try and run things in this world I call my life.
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Date: 2002-07-03 04:30 am (UTC)But that one I hate, and several severe dislikes.
I think I get on with most people though