tonight i am imbibing from an 1800's hutchinson bottle. i am attracted to certain things and this bottle style is one of those. i've never seen this bottle before but it has many familiar, likable, tones that i respond instantly to.
i wanted to post this bit of stuff i wrote on the 26th but was unable to do so on facebooks limited "status" feature. in ways, that is why i miss myspace as a medium for most of my friends and family. i couldn't care less which of these mediums or methods worked, as long as the majority of those i intend to exchange with are subscribed to using them.
otherwise i could easily just write all these things down collect all the photos i feel to share and then find a nearby forest with arbitrary location and just dump it all there. and then, only the really deserving of chance would find those words. nonsense right? indeed, how far does one take that line of thinking.
but for now here is what i wrote:
we are beings instinctually-tied to comfort, familiarity. leap years are caulked in, calendars and week lengths are changed (maybe the 7-day should be reviewed?); time and association gifts lots of toys for everyone to play with. arbitrary? time is incomplete, it is a relative notion to provide us frames for expression of our observations and findings and statements of life. space is likewise only relevant and not absolute as we'd like. our earth spins as our latitudes command, all the while we spin about our solar neighbor, as we spin about our galactic neighborhood through an ever-changing address in the universe (tens of millions of miles displaced each day, x y z's never to be revisited). but all the while we may have phrases and ideas such as "this was the exact location..."
relative comfort benefits our shared knows of the lives we wonder in. cherish, respect, appreciate, and enjoy the fabulous ingredients of existence; think beyond your do and do beyond your thoughts.
i believe i was responding to my frustration at the apparent lack of people who care to think things to any length of discovery. maybe most people are too afraid of what they'll find. but no, i don't think they are that aware, and only some of them do enough to find themselves too close to the edge of the world. only so many learn that way "i'll never do that again."
and it's not just the meathead sports sorts that seem to be a cliche type these days(in commercials and around the lunchroom at works), i am disappointed in the intellectuals, or seemingly intellectuals.
i find that just because a person is "successful" published or "high achieving" does not mean they are a "thinker."
it is incredibly frustrating!!
to a certain extent you can only teach or explain something to someone, a human, so much. humans have limitations to their biological(physical and mental combined) ability as any animal does. to varying degrees we can employ our ability to learn a method or skill, to copy the actions required to do a thing, to get a result. but even at that there are those who come up with less than satisfactory results regarding the success in the endeavour.
and i don't expect all humans to be able to be the same as all humans.
the abstract mind can think of things far beyond what reality can deliver - weltschmerz! dang!
i just want my-sorts to get our crap together and find each other. we are all out there in the world, time'sa wasting!
words from m(my sil) somewhat about the above statement: "those people, we people, we exist as certainly as the abstracts do. other people can seem to occlude us, in numbers and in seeming apathy, but we are out here."
and regarding the people i am usually in contact with, that there isn't a sense that real communication is cared for, wanted, or felt - that most people ultimately act upon a want to "be heard" or to be entertained.
also, that the way we think establishes reality. that sure, "it's all in our head" but then everything is in our head, even "given" concepts like time. so then, what is real and what is not? what is weird and what is normal? am i the one with the problem or is it the majority-else?
to that m said:
"everyone has a problem, even if they don't recognize it, you know that. comprehension, understanding, observation--all that good stuff, is an easy casualty."
my drink is done. the night is young. "my" night is young since i work the moth-shift(any customized shift that is neither a conventional "split-shift" or "night shift" but that still occurs in the darker hours mostly.)
most people don't seem to sense the effects of existence. of perception and perspective. of the world and it's prickle and tickle and meals of course. "of course!"
i want thinkers and askers and those who demand "right" overeasy. i want to share that breakfast we.
no more mournings spent with in/un-sensitive sorts who have better things to do than enjoy all existence and not just the blunt obvious artifacts.