The nature of the beast (humans that is)

With questions of trust being ever-present in my life, I often stop to question the motives of those around me. Yet one tends to assume that one's dearly beloveds have good intentions. It's a sad day when one inevitably realises that everyones's motives are questionable, yes, even one's family members.

Having always held my family (by this I mean extended family) in such high regard it came as a shock to me to realise that they are not perfect. I guess having the fairy-tale's definition of a perfect life for too long kind of blinded me to the obvious when it reared its ugly head. Call me idyllic but I just wanted to believe that some people out there had my interests at heart. Turns out everyone is as selfish as the next person. Does no one think like me? Is no one not completely self-centred? Is being brought up to be well-mannered a disadvantage to a person in this day and age?

It just seems that we (the human race) are slowly reverting back to our savage natures. For all the conditioning, and the civilisation. What goes up must come down, and so I suppose what develops must ultimately reform back to its original state.

It just seems sad that I am not reforming with the rest of the race. Maybe my civilisation was too extreme.

Inspiring

"I thought it was strange to assume that it was abnormal for anyone to be forever asking questions about the nature of the universe, about what the human condition really was, my condition, what I was doing here, if there really was something to do. It seemed to me on the contrary that it was abnormal for people not to think about it, for them to allow themselves to live, as it were, unconsciously. Perhaps it's because everyone, all the others, are convinced in some unformulated, irrational way tha one day everything will be made clear"

The words of Eugeune Ionesco, French writer of absurd affection e.g. "The Chairs" (1952)
For more on absurdist/existentialist theatre: http://www.kat.gr/kat/history/Txt/Gl/Existentialism.htm

It's fascinating, am studying it at school.

Thoughts on the Asian Tsunami

I was just thinking... It's almost as if the tsunami is natures way of saying "If tens of thousands of people needed to die, I have my own way of dealing with it" and telling humans to leave the killing to nature? I don't know, maybe other people also think this?

A picture that struck me as really cool

Cruelty to animals, the question of life

Life.

The questionable debate of putting homeless animals to sleep- read my previous post. I DO NOT agree...

In the words of OLP (that's Our Lady Peace for those of you that don't know)

"Life is waiting for you
It's all messed up but we're alive
Life is waiting for you
It's all messed up but we'll survive"

That kind of proves my theory. Life, just having life is more important than what happens. External circumstances are only integral to some degree. We have Life, and that is the most important thing.

Thank God to all those people at the animal help centres. See www.wetnose.org.za.

Cruelty to animals

Went to an animal adoption agency today, to go see if we could find another dog to adopt, because recently my Maltese (Sammy) died of old age and my Border Collie (Holly) is lonely. We adopted Sammy from the SPCA so we thought we'd adopt another one in his memory.

Besides, it's not fair to buy a new dog when there are so many innocent dogs that need to be given a home, is it?

So we drove for what seemed like ages and got there and it stank- I mean literally. They have a policy at this place not to put animals to sleep like the SPCA does- and it got me wondering... Is that right? Personally I think it is spot on, but it could be argued that they don't have much of a life being cooped up in cages. But they're living, they're breathing- isn't that better than not?

Blogging, eh?

Blogging.
Sounds easy enough... everyone's doing it, aren't they? Humph. So I decide to get my own- Well when your English teacher praises you as a gift from the Gods you start to think that maybe you can write. So you go out and set your stuff loose on the world. See what others think of your stuff, get some recognition.

I'm only beginning to learn that life is very different from school. It's a rough world out there, and quite frankly, I'm a nobody. Yep. Nobody reads my blog, nobody really cares what I have to say. And no, I'm not feeling sorry for myself or being pessimistic. I'm just saying. That's the truth and you gotta accept it. Whether you like it or not.

So here it starts. My blog. Not like I'm gonna change the world with my writing but in some little way, maybe this will make a difference. I dunno, wishful thinking maybe- but you gotta have hope.

So I read all the help sites and whatnot, I read the dos and don'ts, and I'm all set. I've been warned that first posts are usually pretty rubbish- so if you're reading this and you don't like it don't be too discouraged. This is the only beginning, everything has to start somewhere.

Later.