The Internet is Fake
There is nothing there. There is no friendship. It is too distant and too slow. When you meet people there is a certain presence, maybe feromones, maybe yet unknown energies and in general I disagree with the whole idea because
some things don’t fit in a fuckin’ check box.
This website is like the friends police. But only if you let it be the friends police. Only if you care.
I am like a leaf in the air.
I can swing either way because I am nothing.
I can use strong imagery and potry to disguise the lack of clarity in my thought.
Or be direct and clear like science lecture notes.
Why choose the word that sounds nice rather than the word that is right?
To put a sentence down on paper.
The distinction between man and animal.
Because it is only those who write who live on.
It is only their ideas that become part of the common consciousness.
Einstein is alive today, Feynman too in the hearts of physicists.
Shakespeare is still jumping around as if 25.
It is kind of like genetics but intellectual genetics. They don’t quite transfer from one generation to the next…. or do they?
The torah. The bible. The Quran.
They live on because they are the word of God.
Or are they the words of their authors?
But they teach us well.
They teach us respect and common sense.
Humanity always needs common sense otherwise it degrades into a chaotic state of conflict.
This is why communist ideas can never work.
The philosophy of the social contract amongst men is still as unresolved as ever.
“We won’t kill each other because it is better of for all of us….”
Note that this is happening in the supposedly primitive state of nature when everyone fends for themselves.
“Then they give up their right to defend themselves to some common “police” force so that the ‘police’ can defend them.”
I have news for you friends: the phrase of realism missing is:
“Suddenly some of us have more power than others,…. and put it to bad use killing and opressing the others”
You can see evidence to this on a micro-scale of personal relations and friends, the medium scale in small administrations and groups and on the scale of the world. It has always been like this. Just listen to the song to see some of the inspiration.
But I digress. It is time I got off this couch.