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2.09.2002
My Ears Are Stopped UpBut that's not the problem. The problem is that I seem to be coming up with this weird stuff all the time. Thoughts? Junk in throat? Dreams? Um, yes to all of the above. So what's the problem? Too many questions, too little time. And yet, you sit in your chair, staring out the window or the floor or at the road and think, "Is this all there is?" And it seems to be. Is this all there is? You watch your tv or get on the computer. You eat. You work so that you can eat. You eat some more. What else. Oh, well people play some basketball or football or something. People get hurt. We're actually very fragile creatures. So we get hurt. We get put in hospital maybe. What does that lead to? More reading/watching tv/talking. Talking about what? Oh sports of course. Gossip about anything. A family crisis or two. World politics. We work to survive. We survive to work. Huh. We eat because we work, because we want to survive. For what? To go eat some more. Or spend time with friends (probably eating or drinking). We get drunk (not me personally). We throw up. We get sick. We eat again. We work to get money to buy things. Clothes. Great, I survive to have clothes? Cars. So we can travel, right? To see things. Other people's lives. What fun. What are they doing? Eating. Sleeping. Dreaming. Dreaming about what. Other people's lives. Where they are doing what? Eating. It just seems like there could be more and there isn't. Oh sure there are all the little things you have to do too. Chores, school, relationships etc. Just so you can watch your tv and eat something and survive. Or dream. About what? Things that will never happen. Fantasy. Sometimes I wonder if we really aren't inside a Matrix like in that movie. But what would the machines be getting out of our energy sources? Power. Nourishment. Food of a kind. To do what? To survive. For what? Just because they have programmed that way. Hmm. Humans, animals, robots. We're all the same. We just want to exist. To live. Although life is not what we'd like a lot of times. Complain? Well, if you really don't care what happens, complaining does fine. Some people care though. They do stuff. Some people even go to an extreme. Terrorism is just a way of people saying they want a change. They want to be involved. They aren't necessarily concerned with their own survival, but for their people or their group. They are doing what they think is right, which is a lot more than I can say for a lot of people. They are actually trying. So whether you agree with the methods of people like Osama Bin Laden or not, admit it. At least he is taking a stand. He is doing something. It's not a good thing. But at least he's doing something.
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