Defining Love.

What is love to most people? A criteria met? An urge? A liking? A soulmate found? What is it that most people relate to when they find love? The other night, J referred to someone who had a whole list of criteria for the man she would love and plainly states of course she's worth it all. Not to say she isn't worth it, but maybe it's just philosophical ideals in love which makes me wonder what that person is really looking for in a relationship.

It just occurs to me that with all the things she laid out for…you can easily find it in a friend too not just a lover. I just find it hard to understand that love could mean just that to that person. Its logical yes…but since when is love ever logical. What if she finds a person that complements her personality completely… a soulmate if you will… but he is not contented with money and would rather donate than live a life of luxury. Could she sacrifice her ideals for it? Could she love a man who would sacrifice himself for the benefit of others?

Or what about a man who's beliefs oppose hers or at least isn't the same, yet he has a kind soul living his life based on principles that would make the dalai lama seem cruel? Could she then find a way to see past that criteria?

So it goes back to the beginning? What is love to her? She states the criteria in which she looks for a man…yet fails to state what that man would mean to her. If a man does everything in his power to strive for perfection, then what is she to him? What would he be to her? Just saying that nothing good comes without a price. What that price would be can be more important than the foundation she laid before her.

I guess its good to have a goal you can work up to. If she realises that sometimes you got to sacrifice ideals for the next best thing that comes along, then thats even better. But as much as we wait for the perfect somebody to come and sweep us off our feet. It just pays to be careful that we don't set ourselves for a big disappointment.

Choose Starbucks.

Choice. What is choice? (Yes, I am still on this case) To most of us it is simply the act of picking out alternative courses of decisions and actions. We believe that by giving ourselves a choice we are perpetuating our own freedom in life…that our life is controled by our own actions.

But the choices that we know are just illusions.

We would think that by making choices at least we won't feel so bad when we have no where to go, but the truth is choice are here for one thing. To offer something that would make our otherwise boring lives more interesting than it already is. Half the time we don't know why we have choices. The worst part is…given everything we have today...

Choices really mean nothing to us.

When you think about it…in the end…most actions that you come across will be the one you pick for being you. That "choice" of yours is a mere reflection of the person you are. More often than not…unless someone gives a second opinion, you're going to be doing the first "option" you thought off.

Not much of a choice now is there?

We are slaves to our indecisiveness and lack of self. We like to believe that our own choices are keys to escape the mundane existance of otherwise boring repetition. How could we ever know what we want for ourselves when we don't know who we are anyway? How could you expect to make a choice when you don't know what you want in life, who you are in life?

Fortunately for us civillisation has given us the solution to our problem with indecisiveness.
Starbucks.

That's right. When you come to look at it this way. This consumeristic cancer has given people with no decision making ability to make 5 to 6 different decisions to buy one cup of coffee. Decaf, Tall, Short, Latte, Grande, Mocha, Double Expresso…and the list goes on and on. So people who don't know what they are doing or don't know who they are…can, for 10 bucks not only get themselves a drink but also an absolute defining sense of self.
Does that make any sense to you?

I don't know. It makes sense to me.

So the next time you go to Starbucks or something like it. Take a moment to look through the horrendous amount of choices it gives you and ask yourself.

It this really what I want?

Go figure!

The Choices that People Make.

What makes people choose the paths they walk? What is it that makes anyone decide which way to take in a fork in the road? What makes someone turn right when clearly they were signalling left? The human mind is a complex thing. We spend the rest of our lives believing that we have a choice, never knowing or understanding the reason behind the choices we make.

In that ignorance…we are forced to walk the path we are already walking without any way of turning back…anyway of true choice. That is the illusion in which we all thread upon. Ignorance in the belief we can make a choice. We see it everyday. People trapped in the concequence that they created. From the tasks we do, to the love we give, to the life we choose.

We couldn't possibly make a choice at that moment because the options are already closed. We're only living out the concequence of something we probably decided a long time ago. Once the choice has been made, then we can only wait for it to be played out…not immediately…but in time the full extent of those actions will be revealed. That's why the choices we make are illusions. That's why we spend our lives saying we have no choice.
We've already made our choice a long time ago. Now we're just playing it as it is supposed to be played. Anything else are just extras.

Why do we always take the road that ends in death? When we have a choice to shape our will as long as we draw breath.

Patience Is A Virtue

I've never been a particularly patient person. Most people, including my mother, blame this on me growing up as if I was an only child. As much as I hate having my few character flaws (cough, cough!) blamed on the circumstances of my childhood, I'd have to admit that this is probably true. I mean, it's not like I ever had to fight for the attention of my family of adults, and while my parents couldn't afford to spoil me monetarily, they certainly spoiled me emotionally (wait...that sounds bad). Although, my threshold for bullshit has waxed and waned as I've gotten older, I've found that, yes patience is a virtue and it will be rewarded, but you know old habits die hard.

Things that I have no patience for:

Standing behind old ladies at the supermarket or bank.
Long voicemail messages.
Standing in line in general
People who ask questions about the menu at a fast food restaurant. Really? It's all crap and it all tastes the same and I only get 30 minutes for lunch, so make a farking decision or bring a damn sandwich.
Any songs over 3 minutes or that has more than 3 guitar solos.
Professors who lecture the obvious in a graduate level class. If you don't know how to write a research paper in AMA format by now, graduate school is not for you.
Getting stuck in the right lane at a red light behind someone who is not turning right. Fark you.
People who come to work sick. Your incessant coughing makes me stabby. Grrrr.
Farmer's markets...especially those women who butt in front of you to ask if those cucumbers are locally grown and then proceed to have a 30 minute conversation about their local favorite coming-to-be-with-Jesus moment with the seller. Die in a fire.

What tries your patience?

Back To 1..

After a weekend of a well earned and deserved break, I'm back. Now to pick up on where I left off…

I realize now that I actually work to earn what I want to get in life, as it always should be. A step down from the more noble responsibilities of duty, but if we don't enjoy the fruits of our labor as it goes, won't we regret it when it's too late to take back what we deserved?

Seeing that the camera, the headphones and a new PC have been scratched off my list of things to buy. Next up on list it to replace the obsolete phone that I have. Something with RSS receiving capabilities sounds just about right. Anyone care to recommend me a phone for it?

When your partner appears in your relatives picture scrapbook in which is updated from time to time, rest assured you don't have to worry about them being accepted into the family because they already are.

I need to go on a diet. 3 months worth of food that you usually don't eat in one sitting really takes its toll.

It's time to brush up the old new years' resolutions. Clean on the ones I didn't finish and reinforce the ones that need to keep up. After all, there aren't any disappointments when you built on yourself expectations that can't be reached in just one year.

Last but not least, it's here. So sit back and wait for the show to start.