The Rodentia Files
Copyright© 2023 by Whisperz
Chapter 3
I am waxing philosophical this evening.
I often wonder what the purpose of philosophy is. I just looked it up and it is, apparently, a way of organizing your thoughts about life and the big issues of life. Apparently, what they are trying to say in their fuzzy way is that a philosophy is a PERSPECTIVE ... A POINT OF VIEW.
There cannot be just one point of view, perspective, or philosophy that will explain everything. So what is the point? Life is too complex and too nuanced to fit into one perspective.
But here is my current perspective:
I think a lot about how we are tethered to our destiny of being energy conversion units and that is why we cannot just sit and enjoy. I am too old to think all day long whether it is watching tv, reading, or playing video games. And I am too weak to stay physically busy at anything like walking or bike riding ... or working. So I have a lot of free time and so I keep trying to find a way to ... just ... fucking ... BE! It be hard to do.
We are all slaves to our origins and our destiny as energy conversion units. We MUST attempt to live long and prosper in the pursuit of excellence. We have no fucking choice. To do otherwise is to wallow in unnatural misery. And who can pursue misery for very long. Isn’t that what yoga is, an attempt to buck the tide and do nothing for a while. Because living long and prospering in the pursuit of excellence is becoming harder and harder to do due to the unending competition out there. Weed me please, because there are too many people competing over too few resources. New horizons are becoming extraordinarily scarce. And the old horizons are all worn and trite.
We are all trapped in this compulsion. We are all tethered to this treadmill. But due to the division of labor we mosly do just one thing all the time unless we are at home consuming. But consumption is inherently a shallow pursuit and it leaves our “spirit” feeling empty and pointless. Every thing is done for us, by other drones doing their thing, and unless we have a “thing” that satisfies us we are doomed to futility, which sux.
No wonder people seek to escape with weed, drugs, alcohol, social media, video games, opioids, etc. Without horizons to conquer we are not maximizing our potential as energy conversion units. And that sux. We feel the emptiness. We feel the futility. We feel the unnatural suffering. We are all trapped. We suffer from the pettiness of our existences. We feel that we are underutilizing our spirit and resources as individuals.
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