To all of my readers,
I have decided to move from wordpress to blogger.
It is at singingbookeater.blogspot.com
so long. 🙂
To all of my readers,
I have decided to move from wordpress to blogger.
It is at singingbookeater.blogspot.com
so long. 🙂
Wisdom, something I put up on a pedestal. Something I’ve felt is one of the most sacred things in the world.
It liberates us from being animals, mindless, chaotic, horny animals. It tells us how to act in order to bring favourable conditions, as well as avoid unfavourable conditions. Wisdom also shows us all the different points of view, it teaches us to look at things from every possible angle, to approach everything knowing that everything isn’t black and white. Everything manifests in different shades of grey.
I take this to heart as one of my core values. To be able to see things through wise eyes, to actively eliminate subjectivity from my views.
One of the most prominent characteristics of my thinking is that it is always uncertain, it might be because I am an inquisitive mind. I question everything, I question others’ opinions, as well as my own. I question morals, political issues, philosophical issues, everything. Nothing escapes this, nothing is so 100%. Facts are exceptions. But other than that, I see that there is no definite answer.
But then due to this thinking, I begin questioning good and bad, what is good? What is bad?
There is no answer.
I personally believe that good and bad is very subjective. It all comes from how a person was taught to think. For example, in a society where people think that stoning someone to death because of, let’s say, premarital sex. Most people wouldn’t feel any problems with this. But most of us in this age,at least in the western world, would think that this is preposterous. No one deserves this kind of treatment, and over SEX, just sex. We see this judgement bad, harsh and draconian. But they see it as normal, heck, some of them even think it’s good. They lived in a time where this was acceptable, they were taught that it was acceptable, so they now think it is acceptable. This is an example of subjective morality.
There are probably people who immediately thought ‘That is utterly unacceptable.’ when they read about the stoning. This is thinking I avoid, I actively avoid judging immediately. I instead try hard to understand the person’s view more than anything. Because as Ellen Langer says, ‘Behavior makes sense from the actors’ perspective, or else they wouldn’t do it.’, no one does anything just because they can. They meant to do something, I look for what they meant to do. That way I can understand and possibly help them to carry out what they wanted to do.
This is how I look at the world, just a constant need to understand everything around me. But why do I do this?
I want to be fair. I want to be just.
But most of the time, I still come off as a bit of a cynical asswipe. I come across as a smartass of sorts. But people who judge me this way just do so because that is just what they see on the surface, they do not look deeper into my inner working to see how much I sincerely feel that there is a possibility of me helping the world in one way or another.
One big possibly fatal flaw, my hubris, is that all I want to do is help. I’m excessively good-natured, I forego my needs to satisfy others, I let my image be besmirched just so I can help another to rise up.
Another really big one is that even if I can see all the greys, but I forget colour.
I look at the world and see just muted, grey. Colour is everyone’s own subjectivity, our own emotions. It makes life worth living. It makes living feel more than just existence. I have to learn to let this colour into my vision, otherwise, I am just an empty soul. Every day I try hard to let it in, and every day just a little prickle of colour appears and makes my day so much better.
I hope this may shed at least a small amount of sunlight onto your hearts.
But on another note, if you want somewhat of a good laugh, why not read my post on the awkwardness of Kissing?
People love to label things.
People, cans, drinks, furniture, geological features. They all have labels, this is normal and very much practical. It helps us differentiate between many things. It helps us tell the difference between a baby and, let’s say, a cupcake. It saves us from accidental cannibalism of babies. Of course, this is just an exaggeration. But none the less, it is an example.
Labels also help us organise things, perhaps you are organising your priorities. You label them ‘Important’ and ‘Unimportant’, this helps us complete tasks efficiently, or make decisions that bring out a more favourable outcome. These are the practical uses of labels.
A lot of people nowadays (on the internet at least) often say labels are ‘bad’, usually conversations about this starts like this:
‘I don’t get why people are so fixated on all these labels. Why can’t you just be like, a human? You’re just making division by using all these categories. Blah blah blah, we’re all special snowflakes, blah blah blah.’ (I would add more but it all is pretty much gibberish at this point.)
This is why I want to discuss here is the way we label people specifically.
Any random person would be attached with a myriad of labels, these can be about their physical traits, personality and a number of other things. These labels make up who they are. This makes sense. It helps us decide on whether someone is beneficial to us or is detrimental to us, you wouldn’t trust a person who is labelled a ‘rapist’ if it is for a legitimate reason.
But there are times at which one might abuse these labels, one might use a label such as ‘Rich’ to make one feel that they are better than others or to get authority over another person that they don’t deserve. At the same time, though, one could use ‘Rich’ as an insult. To dismiss their view with the sentence ‘He is rich, he can’t possibly understand pain.’. Many even give people bad labels that they don’t deserve.
I often see this in current day feminism and the social justice movement.
I know that not all people in these ideologies act like this, there are people willing to put aside their differences to talk honestly about certain sensitive topics. But all too often I see people who berate to anyone who DARES to have a differing opinion from a feminist or an SJW. They throw the terms ‘mysogonist’ or ‘racist’ or ‘sexist’ to absolutely anyone with a differing opinion. They do it without thinking that these terms can be ultimately life ruining, they could make someone lose their home, their job, even possibly their life. And they do it anyway over a small argument as ‘I personally do not agree.’.
I find this in pretty much any community on the internet, though, but the one with the most influence is feminism and the SJW movement. And I cannot let such behaviour slide, this toxic thinking, this intellectual dishonesty can spread, it can spread fast.
I hate this use of these very powerful words in these situations, the constant use of ‘racist’ or ‘sexist’ really does injustice to people who actually are affected by actual racism or sexism. It makes them seem ‘dramatic’. Because if EVERYTHING is racist, then nothing is. Racist would be just ‘normal’. Anything described as racist would be dismissed as just trivial. You might see a person using the term ‘racist’ as just a cool way to one up a person, a joke really, not an actual word that has a very strong meaning.
Some people would tell me that I am not being productive by whining about other people’s whining. They say ‘Why don’t you talk about the REAL problems?’ What they don’t understand is that this whining usually covers up the real problem or actually CREATES real problems. I mean these labels have been abused so much that many people I know barely even care about actual real issues. THAT is a VERY real problem that this behaviour causes.
I know my post probably won’t do much to stop this, but I hope I can enlighten some people on this topic so that they can stop people from continuing the abuse.
Comment below if you have any arguments against my views or the way I conveyed my views. I will try my best to improve the way I write because I know I am not the most articulate nor am I the most eloquent but I am trying.
I Like hugs a lot.
Despite what I said on my post on stress, I really like hugs, well depending on many many factors.
I really like hugs, especially if it is from a person I like a lot or just a really good friend. But I hate hugging people when I really just don’t want to, if I don’t wanna hug, please don’t force me because I will become extremely awkward and we’ll just have a very weird stiff hug. After that, I will severely dislike you for at least half an hour, don’t hug me when I don’t want one.
It Is Okay To Hug Me…
…if you are a really really cute animal. (actually, can you consider that as a hug? Probably yes.)
…when I am in a good mood. (I am hardly in a good mood,)
…when I say “Can someone hug me? Please?” and I burst into tears.
I like hugging but it can be extremely uncomfortable, if I was in a really good mood, I could greet you with a hug.(Probably won’t ever happen in my life.) But in the right conditions, hugs are very nice.
It is NOT Okay To Hug Me…
…when I’m angry
…when I am crying and want to be alone.
…when you are a Python
…when you are a bad person
…when I am alive
Sometimes, a very affectionate social butterfly type person would try to hug me when I don’t want a hug, once they finish they’d ask why I was like a stone statue when we hugged.
I would need to explain that I don’t really like hugs.
Then they’ll say “That… does not make sense.”, then “What horrible childhood event turned you into a cold, distant sociopath? You are a coldhearted freak aren’t you? You might be a serial killer, you’re a serial killer.” (People are so harsh.)
So that’s what they think of me, but really, I’m not the type of person that is extremely affectionate (unless you are a really really good friend).
Let Me Give Some Advice To You Huggers:
There are things that you shouldn’t hug:
Angry Cats (But they are so cute)
Cacti (latin) /Cactuses (English)
Giant Anime Squid/Octopus monsters
Pikachus (don’t wanna be shocked do you?)
So if you follow these guidelines, you should probably not get killed by a psychotic person.
Also, about other social stuff us homosapiens do, why don’t you go to my post on Kissing.
Also, sorry about not posting for like, a million years, but now I’m back. My posts won’t be super regular but I will try hard to post more often.
Well, hope y’all have a good day!
Kissing is really weird.
Just the thought of two sets of wet flabs of meat being pushed together and just getting smushed around and getting all everyone wet and sticky from the saliva (wait, that’s not how you kiss?). Why do we do it even, we should think that it’s disgusting because we could be getting diseases from the kiss (oral herpes eww.).
Anyways, I’ve complied a table of ways NOT to kiss (Advice from a person who never kissed anyone before.)
Okay, school, every teenager dreads this day, the day they go back to school after the summer, I like school but I dread this day as well.
I am a boy that could be considered a nerd but not really a geek (well, I kinda am a geek. But no vigimo games, more like books.), I do very well in school academic wise, but I’m not a social butterfly in any way. What I mean about “I do very well academic wise.”, I am the second in the whole Form (or Grade for y’all ‘mericans), I am the first several subjects and got several crappy trophies from school (They could really be better made, but why should you spend the money on secondary students, even I find the trophies useless, eventually I’ll put it in a bonfire.) Homework is easy, and learning is waaay too easy for me, I just remembered everything long before I went to class, and one day my world will come crumbling down onto me when I find something I haven’t learnt yet(That won’t happy, I’ll just study it and I’ll be fine.)
So since I’m a teenager who is beginning to panic about going back to school after the long summer holiday., I decided to compile a list of reasons for why teenagers derad the first day of school
So now that I’ve finished listing out some of my many many stresses, I will wake up the next morning and brave the first day and sail through the rough seas(figuratively obviously, also don’t use the word literally here, it is the wrong use you teenagers.)
So wait for tomorrow for the continuation of this horrible horrible story.
To be continued…
I am always under stress.
Stress is a part of life to me, emotional stress, mental stress, physical stress, whatever. I constantly am stressed, and I try to find ways to de-stess. So I turned to the internet, there, I found a several solutions to this problem.
Some of these things really help with stress, but so so slowly and I ain’t got time for that. I need to be already de-stressed yesterday or last year or never actually ever feel stress in my life. So I made myself think up my own practically instant solutions.
These are very extreme ways to get rid of stress, but they don’t really particularly look appealing, but they should work… Um I think so at least. The results will speak for themselves, they’ll ruin your life, but you won’t be stressed anymore.
Of course you can still go for the normal methods (which I prefer), they will just take a long time.
This has not been the first or last time that I’ll be stressed, but somehow I still stayed sane, maybe I should write self improvement books on handling stress. It might help my stress if I help others.
But I think I’ll go crazy before that.
Wooooo!!! This is my first cooking/food post ever! It won’t be a long one though.
So, what I’ve discovered quite recently (while watching a great Italian chef called Gennarldo Contaldo. You should watch his YouTube channel.), if you marinade onions inside of vinegar, they taste AMAZING.
I was just browsed the web and found this video on the FoodTube channel and decided, why don’t I just make this potato salad, so I made it and my mind was blown by how good it was, it was so good and so simple, the onions are marinated in the vinegar and the acidity changes the onion’s taste, I can’t really describe the taste, but it’s so good!
Here’s the video. (I love the way he talks, it’s so happy and cheery.)
The salad really is amazing, and it’s so easy to make. But maybe you should not eat it too much, you might get heartburn, but it’s gonna take quite a bit of will power.
All photos from www.morguefile.com
So, this is my first ever blog post! And it’ll be a kinda downer post because I’m a sad person.
So, Love, Love is a great thing really, it makes people happy, it brings peace and also holds society together. But, similar to how strong light yields a sharp shadow, Love has a really dark side, a side we all have become blind to.
This is the reason why love spells are quite controversial in the witch community.(I have an interest in witchcraft.) Love is a very complicated thing, something that should be left alone to work on it’s own, so magick should not be used to tamper with it. Similar to trying to control the mind, it can be very harmful to both the caster and to the target. In spells to attract love, it could bring you stalkers, like if someone harbors feelings for you and don’t express it for certain reasons(i.e. they find it inappropriate.), it could lead them to obsess over the caster and eventually become a stalker.
Now, after all the talk about love spells, I will talk about my actual view on love.
Love (as I have already mentioned) is a great thing, but it has its dark side. I often like to look deep into topics like this, like how deeply intertwined Love and Death are, I almost consider them counterparts. Even in Greek mythology, Thanatos (Death) had become almost the same as Eros (Love/Cupid.), as he had quite a bit of similarities to him(i.e. how Thanatos brings Elysium/heaven/happiness and paradise to the dead and how Eros brings paradise and happiness to the living.)
Love can bring happiness, yes, but it can also bring eternal pain. Unrequited love is a very painful thing, as well as missing a loved one. Love also drives humankind to do the most stupid and horrible things, it makes us kill, it makes us lie, it makes us jealous, it brings out the worst of a person. Love truly is a monster, one of the most unrelenting monsters.
Even though Love is so great, it can come at a great price, but that price should not be your true identity, you should not negate your needs, your desires, your feelings, just because the person you have a crush on thinks that they are unimportant. Yes, a person can change, but one can only change so much, but to change your whole identity.
It’s not good. It’s not right. It’s not love.
It is greed. It is a lie. It is manipulation.
Hades, the god of death is often associated with riches, why? Because Greed and Longing are very very similar, and yet completely different things.
Love makes us do so many bad things, just to not let someone you love down, even if they don’t love you back, even if they will never love you back.
But the price of love should not be that, it should never cost you your soul or who you are.
You deserve love but it’s not worth your life or your suffering.
Love does come at a price, it should make you change for the better, it should make you do good things.
Love is a two faced being, one side is amazing and great, the other is dark and sad.
The good side is what you deserve, only if you do the right thing and let go of all the bad things about you, but not everything about you.
I find Death kinder, but it also has two sides, and the side that you get is what you deserve for your choices, either suffer for eternity for all the bad things you did, or end all your suffering in your life and let you be happy.
Despite this, I don’t want to be dead, not yet, death can take me later, now I want to deal with love, because love is great.
You should not want to be dead because of love, if you do, it is either you’re a bad person, or the person that you think is perfect is using you.
So that’s my opinion on love, please tell me how all of you feel about the topic.
Also, stay happy and live well, you all deserve to.