For the fools

Listen, all those who have ears.

The following excerpt may sound direct and slightly offensive to some, and if it is it should be. Otherwise, dun mind this excerpt at all- afterall, I do not wish to impose anything to anyone, unless they wish to not be.

It seems that much have passed since the last post of Project RN(T). 6 months have passed with many transitions of lifestyles and mindsets. We are all somehow going back to this world of- whatever it is. We're bogged down by it, we're directly involved in its workings, and we cannot escape to retrospect as we could once do.

So socialization dominates socialogical workings. Group beliefs over personal philosophy, and examinations over the aims of education. We whine, we die, and we try to integrate our personalities into what the world has to offer. This process was long and painful; some parts fit in easily, and we acquaint like before. Some we just made do, and mugged mindlessly along with its requirements. Yet nearly everything fitted, as long as we don't try to integrate our identities from Jan 2009 onwards to the time we meet them.

Yes, everything is fun and games until someone gets serious. Life is no more than one big joke until some fish decides to stop clowning around and do something productive for a change. Nobody wants to hear the bad news- nobody wants to hear of reason, nobody wants to hear of the truth.

The living best? I am enjoying myself.
The meaning of life? I make my own meaning.
The beauty of living? Just fuck it.

Who cares about these damn questions? I am here, I am living, and I am happy. Oh yah, not to say I think I am beautiful too.... To me, this is the good life. And this is the true way to live, whats wrong? Who are you to tell me what is and what isnt? I determine everything. I am god of my own universe, fuck off.

Fools.

You say you are happy, but I say you ain't really happy. You are only just as happy as you attempt to prove me wrong. Do you even know what happiness is? Just an act of self gratification? Then you might as well live a life of continuous masturbation to indulge your senses. Why not? Am I being too extreme? If you think so now, then where do you want to draw the happiness line?

Success, you work to strive for real success. What is success? you don't know, so you set arbitrary standards and goals to quantify success. Success comes with fame and authority and wealth and health and happiness... okay, maybe not happiness, because happiness cannot be defined. What is fame? What is wealth? An means to exert control and gratification? Would a life of being in control and being 'good' warrant meaning? Would a life with 352 facebook contacts make you feel loved? No. If it did, then why do you strive for the 353rd friend? If a hundred marks warrents you the smartest person around, then why are you still slogging on in education?

Why do you pursue a goal with an ever-shifting goalpost? Is this your meaning of life? If it is, then why do you die ultimately? Yo don't know how to answer, you say this question is full of nonsense, then you argue that the meaning of life is subjective.

Idiot. The meaning of life was for you to find out, since you were after all, created. You didn't kick yourself out of non-existence, and even your identity was not created by yourself, but rather influenced by others. Nothing truly belongs to you, apart from your ego. Your so-called freedom is no more than a egoistic sham. And don't give me the subjectivity bullshit if you don't know what it's truly about. If everything is subjective and authority is objective, then who gives you the right to be live on this earth?

Don't fuck around with concepts you cant keep, fools, if you denounce philosophy without understanding of it. What difference is that between an sick-ass who rejects medicine before even taking it? He might as well not live to say that life is meaningless.

It is alright to suscribe to your own beliefs, but do not ever denounce the beliefs of others around you if you do not wish to be imposed upon. if they are fallible, then something is indeed wrong. If you don't have a philosophy in life, then its time to get one.

Aesthetics is only skin deep, and physical beauty is temporary. Materialistic objects perish eventually, this is reality. Much much more real and eternal than your mindless slog for an A in this and that module.
Or a trivial conversation to be forgotten the day after, or a strive for an honours that will be forgotten 5 years after you graduate. Many intelligent men live, and many more rich men die- but only the legacy of the truly successful lives on. And among those remembered, whom of which were busniessmen or people with a thousand facebook contacts?

Grow up fools. You've got a long way to go. Meanwhile, listen. and be still.