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The following mumblings are personal (but public). (You should) Read on only if you are very interested in my personal comtemplations of my navel or want to criticize my personal "philosophies" or "world-views" or whatever you will call this wok'o'whinajig.
I just wanted to share this because there were a lot of things I really needed to say. If there's anything you need to say, just spit it out. Let's Philosophize.
Does anyone feel that way too?
How do you feel, uncle Sukker???
Awful sometimes. And on this very occasion it has to do with the web. Not this site, not all the porn arooouuund either, but the entire World Wide Web. Wherever I go, I feel alone, and restricted. Whatever I try to communicate, I'm always more misunderstood than when I'm talking in the kitchen to the newfella from next door who just moved in and doesn't speak English or Danish or Spanish leaving me with Wookie as my only language option when I have my hands in the dishes.
Freedom of speech is not accepted throughout the entire world, and that may be a strong factor for why I don't thrive on the web in general - but that is a very personal matter which I can only hope will not provoke any fights as I'm using the web to deliver the message. I wonder how many people actually believe that kind of freedom to exist in a form as pure as absinth.
On the web, you see particular sides of people which are less obvious in everyday life. I think this is good and bad, but lately I'm fed up with feeling like an outsider and an alien on the web. People are not normal - or more like: I can never figure out what they're up to or what it is they really want - which makes me a bit paranoid sometimes. They praise c**p over quality, they gather in groups who enter these upset mass hysterias over strange little things such as a harmless little cartoon about an asthmatic Ewok talking to an unwashed Norwegian songwriter and sparetime lumberjack about cancer these days, and they commit themselves to witch hunts and holy crusades because of oh-so tiny problems that seem to be ending their claustrophobic little worlds.
Aw, calm down Hugget Sukker. I think you're up to pissing them all off, aren't you?
Well, what I just said was overexaggerated and admittedly nearsighted, but I could have been worse and specific enough to be understood, and that was what my subconscious basically said, and the subconscious is always onto something. It's very often wrong, but it's always onto something in the general direction of right - often more accurately than the more conscious so-called polite honesty or the worse political correctness.
While I'm admitting to feel rather inferior on the web, and a bit like I'm constantly ridiculed in secret, never being accepted, and like even when I'm willingly lying down, HUMBLY putting my own flaws on display, people just stand up and step right on my face - it's not JUST about me. I've seen my case in many other places - people who'd faced worse setbacks that were apart from anything I've ever experienced. When I see them, it makes me even worse.
It's like a lot of people are just looking for ways to promote their egos at the cost of others. But what kind of mentality is that? Other users have feelings too, even if a lot of what seems so is just evil pretense! What is going on with the World Wide Web side of the World? And by the way, the web is just a mirror for the world outside the web. Only, the web is less "Wham! Hit-by-a-car"-deadly, but on the other hand it has it all mixed well in a big boiling pot.
You're probably wishing I would come with some examples, and that is it - part of the point - it's hard to come with examples because they're everywhere and it's little subtle things that accumulate to invoke this sensation of torment and loneliness of which I speak.
The feeling that the world is mad should be a classical theme around the world, yet I've only heard a very few people ever talk seriously about it. Which is another factor evoking loneliness feelings. In the end we're all very loneliny with the stuff that makes us unique. We crave to get people around us to accept those uniquenesses, but it won't happen for real.
Second last but not second-not least, who said serious should be boring? Who decided that seriousness and fun should be kept strictly apart and regarded as oppossites? Who decided that seriousness should be stiff upperlip'ish and stripped for creativity and somersaults? That is why I didn't make this thread in Medivh's Tower: Because I'm not down with "serious debate" and the way many people act when they are told to be serious. I'm not down with being scrutinized for my ability to remain serious as I mix deep thought into my lunar clownings and
and 
(emoticons are merely symbols, not my point) into my otherwise serious efforts.
And last but not least, wrapping it up, who tf makes the rules??? Dress up like Super Man and touch school girls and run from the police! Or don't. I'm not saying either one is better, I'm just telling you to make up your mind and get rid of doubt at where you're standing. If you're a two-faced jerk and feel good about that, be it. If you're a two-faced jerk who feel bad about it, then stop being a two-faced jerk and be whatever you find more attractive! Just be honest to yourself.
I get that the world has some natural order. I don't get why some people want to judge what is natural order, or believe those who are trying to judge that. Figure all that out for yourself. Ofcourse, we'll quickly come to an agreement about the rules of mathematics, but the farther we get from that province, the thicker the haze of doubt... which is the unexhaustable space for personalization - like the internet. Help filling that empty space. It can never be full, but it can be too lonely even in a jungle. Why? Because it's not about the amount of trees, it's how much sun you get if you're one of those milliions of trees standing so close to each other. You don't have to care about the smaller trees that you're choking with your big fat leaves. I'm not taking any position in judging the ideal order within this imagery. The imagery is simply to clarify what kind of world it is we're living in.
And back to the start, it's that world imagery that makes me feel lonely and inferior and all that seafood, but is it given? Is it really the natural order of things? A problem we have to consider in life. Don't get choked. Don't get eaten by bigger fish. It's not a great amount of fun to live under those worries all the time, that's for sure. And the way I was raised - a Darwinian problem: My upraising - I fall into the snare of subconsciously considering it a natural right for me to not have to worry about being eaten by bigger fish. I have until recently had an inability to feel truly inconfident, but recently inconfidence came to me in a backstabbing manouvre.
Thank you THW, my personal (but public) diary
Hugget Sukker
How do you feel, uncle Sukker???
Awful sometimes. And on this very occasion it has to do with the web. Not this site, not all the porn arooouuund either, but the entire World Wide Web. Wherever I go, I feel alone, and restricted. Whatever I try to communicate, I'm always more misunderstood than when I'm talking in the kitchen to the newfella from next door who just moved in and doesn't speak English or Danish or Spanish leaving me with Wookie as my only language option when I have my hands in the dishes.
Freedom of speech is not accepted throughout the entire world, and that may be a strong factor for why I don't thrive on the web in general - but that is a very personal matter which I can only hope will not provoke any fights as I'm using the web to deliver the message. I wonder how many people actually believe that kind of freedom to exist in a form as pure as absinth.
On the web, you see particular sides of people which are less obvious in everyday life. I think this is good and bad, but lately I'm fed up with feeling like an outsider and an alien on the web. People are not normal - or more like: I can never figure out what they're up to or what it is they really want - which makes me a bit paranoid sometimes. They praise c**p over quality, they gather in groups who enter these upset mass hysterias over strange little things such as a harmless little cartoon about an asthmatic Ewok talking to an unwashed Norwegian songwriter and sparetime lumberjack about cancer these days, and they commit themselves to witch hunts and holy crusades because of oh-so tiny problems that seem to be ending their claustrophobic little worlds.
Aw, calm down Hugget Sukker. I think you're up to pissing them all off, aren't you?
Well, what I just said was overexaggerated and admittedly nearsighted, but I could have been worse and specific enough to be understood, and that was what my subconscious basically said, and the subconscious is always onto something. It's very often wrong, but it's always onto something in the general direction of right - often more accurately than the more conscious so-called polite honesty or the worse political correctness.
While I'm admitting to feel rather inferior on the web, and a bit like I'm constantly ridiculed in secret, never being accepted, and like even when I'm willingly lying down, HUMBLY putting my own flaws on display, people just stand up and step right on my face - it's not JUST about me. I've seen my case in many other places - people who'd faced worse setbacks that were apart from anything I've ever experienced. When I see them, it makes me even worse.
It's like a lot of people are just looking for ways to promote their egos at the cost of others. But what kind of mentality is that? Other users have feelings too, even if a lot of what seems so is just evil pretense! What is going on with the World Wide Web side of the World? And by the way, the web is just a mirror for the world outside the web. Only, the web is less "Wham! Hit-by-a-car"-deadly, but on the other hand it has it all mixed well in a big boiling pot.
You're probably wishing I would come with some examples, and that is it - part of the point - it's hard to come with examples because they're everywhere and it's little subtle things that accumulate to invoke this sensation of torment and loneliness of which I speak.
The feeling that the world is mad should be a classical theme around the world, yet I've only heard a very few people ever talk seriously about it. Which is another factor evoking loneliness feelings. In the end we're all very loneliny with the stuff that makes us unique. We crave to get people around us to accept those uniquenesses, but it won't happen for real.
Second last but not second-not least, who said serious should be boring? Who decided that seriousness and fun should be kept strictly apart and regarded as oppossites? Who decided that seriousness should be stiff upperlip'ish and stripped for creativity and somersaults? That is why I didn't make this thread in Medivh's Tower: Because I'm not down with "serious debate" and the way many people act when they are told to be serious. I'm not down with being scrutinized for my ability to remain serious as I mix deep thought into my lunar clownings and
and (emoticons are merely symbols, not my point) into my otherwise serious efforts.And last but not least, wrapping it up, who tf makes the rules??? Dress up like Super Man and touch school girls and run from the police! Or don't. I'm not saying either one is better, I'm just telling you to make up your mind and get rid of doubt at where you're standing. If you're a two-faced jerk and feel good about that, be it. If you're a two-faced jerk who feel bad about it, then stop being a two-faced jerk and be whatever you find more attractive! Just be honest to yourself.
I get that the world has some natural order. I don't get why some people want to judge what is natural order, or believe those who are trying to judge that. Figure all that out for yourself. Ofcourse, we'll quickly come to an agreement about the rules of mathematics, but the farther we get from that province, the thicker the haze of doubt... which is the unexhaustable space for personalization - like the internet. Help filling that empty space. It can never be full, but it can be too lonely even in a jungle. Why? Because it's not about the amount of trees, it's how much sun you get if you're one of those milliions of trees standing so close to each other. You don't have to care about the smaller trees that you're choking with your big fat leaves. I'm not taking any position in judging the ideal order within this imagery. The imagery is simply to clarify what kind of world it is we're living in.
And back to the start, it's that world imagery that makes me feel lonely and inferior and all that seafood, but is it given? Is it really the natural order of things? A problem we have to consider in life. Don't get choked. Don't get eaten by bigger fish. It's not a great amount of fun to live under those worries all the time, that's for sure. And the way I was raised - a Darwinian problem: My upraising - I fall into the snare of subconsciously considering it a natural right for me to not have to worry about being eaten by bigger fish. I have until recently had an inability to feel truly inconfident, but recently inconfidence came to me in a backstabbing manouvre.
Thank you THW, my personal (but public) diary
Hugget Sukker
I just wanted to share this because there were a lot of things I really needed to say. If there's anything you need to say, just spit it out. Let's Philosophize.
