Friday, May 14, 2010

Who?

What kind of person does it take to exist solely on themselves?  I often feel lonely when I am surrounded by people.   It is sometimes worse when I am near the people I am most intimate with.  I fight these imaginary battles constantly with myself and with others.

I rely on information.  I recently took a class that I absolutely HATED!!!  I thought it would be something interesting.  I used to really appreciate "English." Now...  Anyway, the professor was obsessed with two questions. One: What time is it?  That was an extremely valid question.  I LOVE history and the time makes a HUGE difference.  We have an African-American president!!  That wasn't possible until now!

The second question was: So what?  Which is basically if you are going to make an argument, what "higher meaning" is there to the argument.  Aesop's fables.  There is a moral to the story, but not all stories are meant to be that way.  I understand the woman's point now, but it still doesn't matter to me.  What matters is WHY!

How are we do understand one another on the other's terms without knowing "why?"  You'd be surprised how little that question is asked when we become adults.  I took a philosophy class a couple of years back and the thing I remember most about it was when a visiting professor explained that "why" is the first sign of rebellion.

Now for the "so what?"  How can a person be a part of anything else without the higher understanding of that "else?"  And is madness the only way to escape that eternal loneliness that comes from being unable to know "why?"

Who am I? Where am I going? Why am I going there? And is anyone coming with me?

Thursday, May 6, 2010

I'm Lost in the World of my Heart

So, I'm lost in the world of my heart.  There are so many things constantly going on in my mind I can't sort them all out.  I can imagine myself, sitting here as I am now, but with a bunch of index cards laid out before me.  Each one has something--a thought, a feeling, an event--written on it.  Now, somehow, I need to sort them all out.  Make some kind of sense of them.  Is there a pattern, a chain, what?

I'm like a bird that keeps on flying into the same piece of glass.  I can see what I am after beyond that wall, and I expect to just walk right up to it and snag it.  However, that glass just keeps stopping me.  Let me tell you, my nose is really starting to hurt.

Tomorrow is going to be the first day off where I have nothing planned in almost a month.  I don't intend to go anywhere, except maybe the laundry mat (why is it called that?).  Just going to hang out with myself, catch up on some of my shows and clean the house.  Maybe while I am sorting all of that out, I will get some perspective on what is going on inside me.