ideas

well, now that i'm into the hectic time of exams again i think my blogging will become neglected. either that or it will flourish due to the practice of avoidance.

I came across the following quote that I thought was great. It's by a guy called Keynes and he is considered one of the founding minds in today's economic thinking. Funnily enough this guys thoughts have been published in EVERY economic textbook printed since his death. That's funny for when you read the quote. So i actually should write this paragraph after the quote but hey.

The difficulty lies, not in the new ideas, but in escaping the old ones, which ramify, for those brought up as most of us have been, into every corner of our minds.
John Maynard Keynes

Unlearning might be as valuable as learning. In today's culture where information and ideas are so freely shared and tolerated the greatest asset to a man's critical thinking may well be the ability to throw away ideas rather than his ability to formulate them.

Ideas hold a man hostage to the ramifications of those ideas. Every world view has consequences that permeate throughout his mind. They define his decision making, his reactions to key events, his relationships and even his life ambition. Ideas, once embraced, form the framework for living.

Now comes the tricky part. Ideas are like fungi. And I know a lot about fungi from living alone... i watch it breed in the fridge (just joking!). Anyways, ideology enters our minds through the subtlest of mediums most of which we are not in control of and there they incubate in our minds only to escape in our actions. Hectic.

Man must be the custodian of his own thinking. He must filter. He must dispel wrong ideas and embrace truth. Man must know truth or else he will have no option but to lie.

So i keep coming back to The Word. My benchmark. It's only untruth that needs to be unlearnt cos truth never dies.

reality

when the familiarity of the supernatural causes it to become the natural

prosperity

"to be prosperous would not require much of me, contentment is all that it entails"
- relient k

an ode to my toenail

many weeks he has walked with me
detached and damaged
held in place with plaster
his roots no longer able

more dead everyday
my body has been saying goodbye
the bed has been made for another
the replacement is young but he's alive

he served me well
but when the going got tough he failed
blue to yellow to gone
he's no longer attached

and neither am i

sexual offenses

so i was listening to the radio this morning and heard some amazingly disturbing news that sex incidences were on the rise at an alarming rate. im petrified by what this means. it is no longer safe for a lady to walk around by herself at any time of the day. that's shocking. that's a rubbish way to live.

but im not surprised. the amount of stimulating mediums around us are ridiculous. no longer subtle, sex shouts from the rooftops: "im cheap. im easy. you can have me. you can have me now." it's moral onslaught. how did it get like this?

because we wanted freedom so badly we threw off the chains of morality thinking that morality was freedom's obstacle. now we sit with bigger chains. stuck in a world where sexual freedom has made us all slaves of the consequences.

freedom has brought with it a new set of chains
we will always be slaves
we will always have a master
do i serve me
or do i serve You

wallet

i find that my fondness of my wallet is directly proportional to how much money is inside it

forgetfulness

this is my world
this is my opinion
set in my ways
my thoughts criticise
destroying with opinion

then someone disagrees
and then someone has another idea
i can't agree
but i also can't convince them that they're wrong

and i'm left to wonder if it really matters
what is principle?
what is just preference?
what is non-negotiable?
what is not?

and where the blurriness ends the clarity doesn't begin,
and when the clock strikes 12 the hour is still not here,
and when my heart is in chains i realise it's freedom:
to love without faulting
to love the revolting

i am revolting
going against the system
forgetting preferences
remembering acceptance

preferences have killed more than acceptance has protected
love's shield has been tossed and we stand affronted

correction is beautiful
but how much more so is forgetting?