Most recently (recently, meaning within the last six months), my friend Lauren - an avid writer herself - urged me to write a blog in autonomous fashion (writing without thinking too much, y'know?). Well Lauren, get your filthy claws out of my best friend you petulant wench!! Oh, & I wrote you a blog...
I sit here amongst a third of a lifespan's junk & sentiment, imagining how it got so messy. Here I was minding my own business, only to find some amorphous figure known as "25 years", drinking my tea & commenting on my dress-sense. Me, me, me... I think the problem lies somewhere there, doesn't it? It's become apparent to ME that the old ways of compassion, cooperation & empathy have adapted as much as I have; much in the same respect. Narcissism reigns supreme over a generation plagued by technology. In yesteryear, if something had spread as quickly as the internet, people would have burnt it & buried it... preferably side by side to create countryside boobies. The trick seems to be; only empty the ashtrays if it comes to it & only tidy up if injury occurs. I'd like to say "I used to be so clean & tidy, I've fallen so far from grace. Woe is me!". Unfortunately, maintenance has never been my strong suit. Neither has grace.
My Dad says to me; "Your problem is, you've figured it out. You know every inch of every step you have to take & yet you always try to find a way around." Damn right Dad, my legs hurt from lack of exercise! Seriously though, I'm my own worst enemy... Someone else recently proposed "You're self-absorbed & full of shit". They weren't wrong & indeed I've noticed it in myself. Similar statements have reared their heads more so these last few years. For a while there I assumed I was a good person with only the best as heart, making an ass of you AND me. Turns out narcissism is contagious & good will is relative.
Don't you hate it when you're starting a new job, or school or making your way through the pearly gates & someone gives you THAT look!? You know the look... To you it's; "YOU'RE A MUG & I'LL TURN THE WHOLE WORLD AGAINST YOU!!". To them it's probably something more like; "Who is this guy? Is he going to disgrace me!? I'll tell my mum...". Something like that anyway. The point is, without an inherent sense of empathy & understanding, we're all a bit screwed.
Positivity is one of the most important things for us to attempt, even if we're not wired for it. True say, yeah; We're all organic manifestations or energy, cascading in universal power. You dig? What I'm trying to say is; when it boils down to it, you're not working in admin & doing the washing up. You're expressing the unending flow of the universe. Even if that sounds nuts, it might do you to know that particle physicists would agree. There's a huge gap in understanding that tells us science & spiritualism (or Church & Skate for any noFX fans out there) are completely different things. Even in my addled state I can see two professions following a different methodology. Then again, if we can't get Christians & Muslims to quietly eat dinner together & biologists from throwing wine in everyone's faces (trying to get a reaction), how are we supposed to unite mankind? Plus, Einstein & Buddha have both sprung this mortal coil - meaning any ideas of an amicable tea party are long gone.
In my madness I started following a webinar (seminar for agoraphobics) on "How to be Successful in the New Music Industry!!1!". Never the sceptic, I throw myself straight in for an hour & fourty-five minutes of lecturing & note-taking. Bear in mind that through my studies elsewhere, I've grown to know just about everything there is to know about what these people were calling "the OLD music industry". Fifty minutes in I'm nodding my head like an idiot - lapping it up like the soppy flannel I am. In any case, she finally gets to the point... "My secret ingredient to my special sauce is.... *drum roll*... FACEBOOK ADS!!!!!". I sigh & get ready to give up on the whole thing, thinking "No shit Sherlock - what's your actual point!?" See, for anyone in the know, it's no secret that if you have a basic understanding of who you're selling to & enough of a budget to throw at your Facebook page, you will start to see a return. It works, yay skippy... can I have a budget now please? Long story long; she was selling courses on how to improve your Facebook ads. What's the point you say? There was none... Maybe that I'm gullible & have too much time on my hands?
In conclusion - between you, me & the gatepost - I'm a little bit worried about the EU thing. I don't understand a lot about it other than the universe must be bored shitless to come up with all that hassle. Tomorrow at work, or school or hanging ten in Shangri La - turn to the person next to you & tell them they're just a figment of something special. I'm not sure what will happen but that's the beauty of life. Turns out there is a literal calculation for human action & reaction within the known universe (abiding by common science). Who knew that all them lab coats could figure out such a thing as fate, or dare I say it, destiny! Which, by the way, was an awful example of a well-coded MMORPG. Nuff said.
I'm Billy Nomad & welcome to my head...
Goodnight.
DISCLAIMER: I am as mad as I appear to be in writing, I've simply chosen a style of writing that accentuates that madness to provide entertainment for my fellows. I am not in any way dangerous but at no point should you attempt to feed me, stroke me or send me to "live on a farm". I will not have it.
P.S. Lauren tends to make a bit more sense than me. Check her out at https://lozzmagozz.wordpress.com/
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Tuesday, 19 April 2016
Monday, 13 October 2014
Love & Marriage
Best served warm, Love really does seem to be all you need when you're without it and meaningless when you're in it. Much theorised and rarely fully understood, Love is an enigma. A blessing & a curse. What is it? What does it mean? What am I supposed to do about it? The right questions are as widely hunted as the answers themselves. I myself have written possibly hundreds of songs and poems about love, coming no closer to the truth. Whatever truth that may be...
It all started with Disney. Growing up there were countless Disney animations depicting a "happy ever after" as the conclusion to all of life's problems. Finding a princess to throw onto the back of a noble stead only to ride off into the sunset and never be heard of again. I often wonder what happens after that fateful scene...
Disney are not the only guilty party. Hollywood also cottoned onto this formulaic crowd pleaser and history has repeated itself ever since. Not to say the issue started with film. Reading books from the past you can still see the ever-present love interest and the dwelling sense of a happy ending. Its place in our universe is assured for many generations to come.
Today, there are two very distinct ways of dealing with love. The first is simple and just relies on as much denial and self-loathing as humanly possible. The second is to go with the flow and hope that if you invest enough "love" into someone, your happy ever after will come... Eventually...
But what is this thing that we all drive ourselves mad about? What is it that keeps us awake at night? Drives us to drugs & worse...?
As I see it, Love is the definition of a complex emotional state experienced by most if not all human beings. The word is commonly used to express a deep sense of adoration & affection toward a family member, close friend, sexual partner or in some cases even inanimate objects. To a portion of our population it has been revered as in some way mystical or supernatural. Unfortunately, however fun it is to imagine love as some form of magic, it's still nothing more than a state of complex emotions that we experience internally and express outwardly through our words and actions.
The act itself is simple, easy and fulfilling in every way. Love has an incredible talent of making all else unimportant while putting the fear of God into any rationally minded person. As soon as it becomes a possession it's easy to obsess & over-value until small cracks & resentments form over time and the entire practise is taken for granted. Even in the strongest of relationships. When this process takes place the love does not abate, only the relationship itself breaks down. The love adapts in various ways to include many other complex emotions. Some good & beneficial to personal growth. Others harmful & detrimental to self-confidence and emotional development.
In the past it has become commonplace for a sexual relationship where love is shared to develop into a marriage. The origin of marriage is said to be a "lover's claim". When a man took fancy to a woman, he would place a ring on her finger to signify that he and he alone was allowed to perform sexual acts with her. The woman in this situation rarely had a choice in the matter and would usually risk death in refusing to go along with the charade. Since then, marriage has developed into a mutual agreement between two people to stay emotionally, sexually and more recently, financially faithful to each other. In the past this was seen as an eternal agreement but due to the ever-growing implications & "privileges" that society puts on people in love, many ignore this clause and have made preparations for the inevitable breakdown before the marriage has even begun.
I find it awesomely disturbing that something so simple & natural can cause so much distress and confusion in a race that prides itself on intelligence & logic. I have played victim to love in the same way that we all do; by letting it get the better of us. It's better to remember that it's as much a part of us as we are of it. Enjoy it while it lasts...
Love. Best Served Warm.
It all started with Disney. Growing up there were countless Disney animations depicting a "happy ever after" as the conclusion to all of life's problems. Finding a princess to throw onto the back of a noble stead only to ride off into the sunset and never be heard of again. I often wonder what happens after that fateful scene...
Disney are not the only guilty party. Hollywood also cottoned onto this formulaic crowd pleaser and history has repeated itself ever since. Not to say the issue started with film. Reading books from the past you can still see the ever-present love interest and the dwelling sense of a happy ending. Its place in our universe is assured for many generations to come.
Today, there are two very distinct ways of dealing with love. The first is simple and just relies on as much denial and self-loathing as humanly possible. The second is to go with the flow and hope that if you invest enough "love" into someone, your happy ever after will come... Eventually...
But what is this thing that we all drive ourselves mad about? What is it that keeps us awake at night? Drives us to drugs & worse...?
As I see it, Love is the definition of a complex emotional state experienced by most if not all human beings. The word is commonly used to express a deep sense of adoration & affection toward a family member, close friend, sexual partner or in some cases even inanimate objects. To a portion of our population it has been revered as in some way mystical or supernatural. Unfortunately, however fun it is to imagine love as some form of magic, it's still nothing more than a state of complex emotions that we experience internally and express outwardly through our words and actions.
The act itself is simple, easy and fulfilling in every way. Love has an incredible talent of making all else unimportant while putting the fear of God into any rationally minded person. As soon as it becomes a possession it's easy to obsess & over-value until small cracks & resentments form over time and the entire practise is taken for granted. Even in the strongest of relationships. When this process takes place the love does not abate, only the relationship itself breaks down. The love adapts in various ways to include many other complex emotions. Some good & beneficial to personal growth. Others harmful & detrimental to self-confidence and emotional development.
In the past it has become commonplace for a sexual relationship where love is shared to develop into a marriage. The origin of marriage is said to be a "lover's claim". When a man took fancy to a woman, he would place a ring on her finger to signify that he and he alone was allowed to perform sexual acts with her. The woman in this situation rarely had a choice in the matter and would usually risk death in refusing to go along with the charade. Since then, marriage has developed into a mutual agreement between two people to stay emotionally, sexually and more recently, financially faithful to each other. In the past this was seen as an eternal agreement but due to the ever-growing implications & "privileges" that society puts on people in love, many ignore this clause and have made preparations for the inevitable breakdown before the marriage has even begun.
I find it awesomely disturbing that something so simple & natural can cause so much distress and confusion in a race that prides itself on intelligence & logic. I have played victim to love in the same way that we all do; by letting it get the better of us. It's better to remember that it's as much a part of us as we are of it. Enjoy it while it lasts...
Love. Best Served Warm.
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