Our lives consist of
returning serves and mindless self gratification, sometimes spliced with simple
blatant mindlessness: sitting in front of a TV or computer. We spend very little time in reflection;
perhaps we unconsciously avoid it.
With me, introspection – reflection
- (Is the hokey pokey really what it’s all about?) automatically occurs at the
beginning of the third drink – when I am by myself.
For someone prone to
depression introspection probably isn't a healthy pursuit, in that depression
in itself is an unhealthy state…the sound of one hand clapping.
However, for me it brings on
the realization that I am a self proclaimed intelligent creature accidentally inhabiting a meaningless world. It is
not a bad thing to realize that you – yourself – are not the center of the
universe. That actually you are little
more than brief electric pulse existing in a momentary flash in one of a
million bubble parallel universes… or simply an evolutionary accident.
I must say that occasionally
I enjoy sinking into this alcohol induced funk.
The only down side is I always have the urge to break out my old pipe
and tobacco – I gave up smoking years ago.
How nice it would be to sit in the dark on my front porch, surrounded by
the Maine
But you see, even though
there is no meaning to this world (wars, genocides, governments…a struggle to
get by) there are personal pleasures (as brief and passing as they may be) that
make me want to stay around as long as possible; so therefore I avoid the pipe
and usually content myself with the third drink.
the Ol’Buzzard
I've always liked the phrase, "You are a fluke of the Universe." That seems to explain things pretty well to me.
ReplyDeleteOne day I sitting there watching a movie and something stuck a chord, there is meaning to all this... "Live long and prosper" says it all.
ReplyDeleteA simple answer for my simple mind? Why not!
I believe that introspection is good for the soul. But if it turns into brooding, then it can be unhealthy.
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