Private worlds
Isnt it amazing that sometimes we are as gregorious as old people in a nursing home. We go out of our way to make sure that people we once knew are still alive, we call them and yell at them for never giving us a call.... we go through our unread emails and reply those ones that didnt quite seem so important at the time... we flick through our phonebook to see whether there is someone interesting to talk to....
But then cometh the deadlines, the critiques that are due tomorrow, the paper which is due at midnight, the obscure language that you will never use but some fellow wants you to learn by the weekend. Out the window goes our acquaintances... family... friends... whoever heard of them... all we hear of is Multidimensional mind-warping by J.Doe et. al.
Rrring.... Rrring... what is that? an alien sound... something is ringing... wait its in my pocket... ah, someone is calling... "Hello"... "Yes I'm alive"... "Sorry dude, I've been...." and the wheel turns....
Global village... yeah right!!! The modern day is nothing more than a galaxy filled with a million private worlds.
But then cometh the deadlines, the critiques that are due tomorrow, the paper which is due at midnight, the obscure language that you will never use but some fellow wants you to learn by the weekend. Out the window goes our acquaintances... family... friends... whoever heard of them... all we hear of is Multidimensional mind-warping by J.Doe et. al.
Rrring.... Rrring... what is that? an alien sound... something is ringing... wait its in my pocket... ah, someone is calling... "Hello"... "Yes I'm alive"... "Sorry dude, I've been...." and the wheel turns....
Global village... yeah right!!! The modern day is nothing more than a galaxy filled with a million private worlds.
posted by Frankenstein at
11:11 PM
3 Comments:
Hey, :-D, even though I will not ask obtuse questions, I still have the right to comment ;-), unless you can get everyone in the group to vote me out for the bye bye.... anyway I am not worried about private universes, as long as things dont drift too far apart as to become unfamiliar territory, as long as everyone is happy, as long as we have friends who we can count on, I guess we are more or less home.
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seekerak, at 11:22 PM
everyone's world revolves around the epicentre of one's elusive self. our needs, our wants, our emotions, our desires dictate what we do, who we think is important and how we treat them.. In a world that rotates around the axis of ones' own self, why is it such a surprise that one merely attracts and repells what one wants and what one doesn't... and human relationships are sacrificed in the alter of the "self" god.... we luv no one.. but our selves... however much we say u are my friend, you are my luv, u are my life... it is indeed an illusion... our denial of our own selfishness.. our own cup is full of the wine of ourselves and others are mere absolvents.. things that disolve in us.... to make that wine that much sweeter..that is all..... so why do u harp like a disillusioned "selfless" barnacle?
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Anonymous, at 12:10 PM
ummm cute... arent we always torn between them and us.... doing all our little obligations (out of love, gratitude.. not because we are duty bound by society) for our mummy,daddy, kiddy, hubby, wify (hmm intriguing how they all sound the same... sickly sweet intonation) anyways.. then there is our inherent egocentricity.... The ME MYSELF and I.. the MySpace issue... but stop for a moment.. think. y do v luv these ppl .. y do we care for one mother and not all mammas in the world... cos that one woman is "MY" mother... she washed my socks... mended MY buttons... slapped MY butt..... aaaah sooo yes buddy... our the world is nothing but a harmonious (and dissonant0 coexistance of INDIVIDUAL surfdoms.. where ME MYSELF and I reign supreme.. does dat make us selfish bastards... oh well..... the concept of self... and self preservation is at the core of survival..... and in a world where a only a few philosophical nuts (while dining with n-1 spoons) grunt that there are other lofty goals SURvival is all what lesser mortals strive for... so quite worrying... dive into u;re selfcentred universe and bask in its full glory.... luv selfishly.. live selfishly.... die selfishly....... u'll b a happy man....... and ooops the cycle continues.. u shall be born again to a different mummy..a different daddy.. sissy, hubby and wifi and then u can rule a different world :D isnt dat fun.................???????
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