It’s 1:00 AM and I’m up making music…
This is the result:
It’s 1:00 AM and I’m up making music…
This is the result:
Living rationally is important.
It is a shame that most people these days can not do a
For example, the cost/reward ratio of having an unplanned child or whether or not to vaccinate. The cost and reward of pursuing higher education. The cost and reward of letting debt pile. The cost and reward of living life scientifically or through the dogmas of religion or New Age living.
I cause a lot of grief when I ask questions regarding people’s actions, but these questions are really asked out of concern and love. It seems reason can not penetrate ignorance and over-reaction.
It is forgotten that most people are more like the rest of the Animal Kingdom. Quick to react and less likely to rationalize or process concepts or ideas. Emotions dictating
I find the best revenge is to live the best I can. I have much to be thankful for.
I do not have creditors calling me or people I know looking for me. I never started using a credit card. I did not need the instant gratification of buying things with deferred responsibilities. I have started preparing for the future by going into index funds. I have no children because I know it is very expensive and energy consuming to raise them properly, and especially here in the United States.
I have traveled the world and made friends. I have had experiences only an un-tethered life could provide.
For many, I notice their lives are getting harder while my very own is opening up to vast opportunities. I will have the ability to roam the earth again. My mental state will not be unhinged by having to take care of children or pay back a car loan. I am not a fool.
Still, to this day I am doing new things and having new experiences. Meanwhile, I see that others are becoming dejected and burdened by the everyday trivialities like having children, working low paying jobs that demand too much from the individual, dealing with the consequences of their ill-chosen significant others.
People who were once relatively happy and youthful have grown old and have become former shells of themselves. It is one of the biggest tragedies I have seen happen yet I am powerless to stop it.
I swim in the blue oceans of Hawaii and laugh. In the months ahead I will be on a plane headed to the next exotic location. I look forward to new cuisines, women, friends I will make, experiences unfathomed that I will partake in. For others, maybe they struggle to take care of their children. Maybe they get evicted or their house foreclosed. Maybe their children lead a lesser life than they were given. At worst, maybe they get killed in this violent America. Chewed up and spit out in this machine cycle that I keep seeing enveloping loved ones.
This is revenge. It is truly sweet. Most importantly, it is passive because I am not living my best to spite them but to make myself happier. When I’m floating on my back in the Andaman Sea. Or letting monkeys run loose crawling on my body at a sacred temple. Or when I cash out Bitcoin to start a retirement fund. I think to myself, “This is truly something.”
While other stars have burned out and faded away, mine continues to rise. It rises still.
At the tender age of twelve, I identified myself as a Conservative and right-wing Republican. See, I was watching Orange County television every night. I tuned in to see Wally George, a precursor to the modern day Bill O’ Reilly and Sean Hannity.
I was very impressionable at this page. I would watch Wally bash homosexuals, proponents of marijuana, and basically anyone who disagreed with Reagan-esque America #1 type politics. I would chant “SICK SICK SICK” along with his drunken audience.
At the time I was attended Robert Fulton Middle School which is full of minorities. There was a large latin and black gang presence at the school. I basically thought I was going to school with future criminals, and to be honest I probably was.
Basically, I had a lot of frustration and other people seemed like a scapegoat.
Later as I was exposed to different people I eventually grew out of this phase. Of course by the time college arrived I was more independent-minded and less likely to identify with conservatives and their rhetoric.
However, I think my experience at twelve years old gives insight into how the modern day conservative thinks and what the motivations are behind their views.
I can’t be conservative because I really that life is not a simple black and white anymore. As a matter of fact, nothing in life is really that binary. Even nature and gender does not cut things right down the middle often mixing the different sexes with each other. It’s humans who created this dichotomy of pure male and pure female.
I definitely use cannabis, am for equal rights for women, and am accepting of homosexuality.
My views are more science based on studies, data, and statistics. I am not hyper-nationalistic like a lot of conservatives. As far as other minorities go I at least can understand a little better the predicament of the neighborhoods and the people in the past I had so much disdain towards.
I can not be a conservative because it’s basis is in rhetoric which is not readily proven by facts. Even worse, I believe most of their beliefs come from the Christian Bible!
I do believe that most conservatives have a very low intellect. Thankfully my intellect grew as the years went by and I was able to rationalize my way out of conservatism.
Finally, I have to say the spectrum of different people I have encountered throughout the years has kept me away from conservatives. I have learned that there is no one superior culture or outlook on life. Conservatism requires you to fear the other and become very xenophobic. I usually find that people heavily steeped in conservatism also happen to be very racist or have a problem with certain groups in society.
I have evolved past conservative rhetoric. I think most other conservatives have had their growth blunted. Perhaps their emotional and intellectual abilities stopped developing around adolescence. I’m not sure.
Looking back at the past I was a chimpanzee or a monkey. Perhaps I was a one-celled creature without even a brain. Today I look at myself and see myself striving close to Ubermensch. Not quite there, but evolved past a large segment of society where few people get to make it on their journey.
I live, I die, I LIVE AGAIN!
Nothing will stop chrisfoose.party. I will destroy all enemies and feast on their mothers!
This is Old Town Pahoa.
Music is not mine.