tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4763256797835344713.post6747132193500832078..comments2023-05-25T03:08:34.489-07:00Comments on curiousity: Keeping a different kind of balancecuriousityhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06430643501979728884noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4763256797835344713.post-56303456592851969152012-03-19T21:29:44.721-07:002012-03-19T21:29:44.721-07:00here is a poem I wrote a few months ago. It might...here is a poem I wrote a few months ago. It might be totally unrelated to what u have written about here, but see what u think.<br /><br />What is kind?<br />Does the kind hand push the grass, <br />and tell it to be tall like a tree?<br />Does an amiable one gaze upon the night <br />and demand of it “Be bright!”<br /><br />Would a caring motion demand<br />That a wolf share it's meal with a bee?<br />Or would a desert sand be more kind, <br />if it obligingly dispersed<br />to give way for the sea?<br /><br />And if I look upon you, whom I do not understand<br />Is it kind of me to show you, how I tend my land?<br />Even when your garden looks brown, and bit withered to me,<br />should I hope “Green! Let your garden be!”<br /><br />For those who wish to treat me merry<br />I ask a bit <br />Let me toil with my fruitless task<br />Let me gaze with confusion,<br />upon that I cannot see<br />And though not the same colours, as the common rainbow<br />My life will shine bright like a star: burning all that comes near<br />My heart will be peaceful like a tundra: harsh, cold, and barren<br />My passion will be exciting and mysterious: like the deep pressing sea<br />And for all who gawk at my passing, let them say<br />“What a weird sight to see!”jordanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09058033746822540291noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4763256797835344713.post-26100583633104670372012-03-19T21:21:13.048-07:002012-03-19T21:21:13.048-07:00These analogies are a bit confusing and a bit ente...These analogies are a bit confusing and a bit entertaining. But going with it, why would a shark ever care about where it is? Why do people torture themselves with with looking at everything they don't have? I think it's gotta be partially from pressure from society, partially from human nature; and if we don't take the time to seek a balance in ourselves, then it's going to detract from living. <br /><br />part of the balance you are talking about, i think, must be just looking around sometimes and saying 'this isn't what i would have guessed would happen, but looking at whats around me - at this moment - everything is perfect and nothing else should or needs to be'. Peace.jordanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09058033746822540291noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4763256797835344713.post-13862671123667487742012-03-13T21:52:37.467-07:002012-03-13T21:52:37.467-07:00But then, why is beauty sought after? why can'...But then, why is beauty sought after? why can't ugly? I agree that the words good and bad are human constructs because they are part of a language. The ideas behind them are what we as humans seek to understand. environments clearly dictate what is good and bad for everything on this earth, which is why some animals remain in certain parts of the world, and which is why I will never work at a big corporation. nothing is inherently bad or good, just bad or good for a certain something. That is where my brain explodes with curiousity. why? Why can't sharks survive in lakes? why can't I survive at Samsung? I mean, it all can be explained. I hate rigid environments. there isn't enough food to sustain a sharks diet in a lake. I feel uncomfortable in suits. Sharks need salt water to be able to swim correctly. BUT!!!! WHY is it THAT way. Why do I hate the stale methodical? Why do sharks need to eat so much. AND THEN once those questions are answered, there will undoubtedly be another set of 'WHYS' to answer. until insanity ensues. That is the origin of good and bad. But I feel if you look back far enough, there probably wasn't a difference. at one point there wasn't a good or bad, just a _______.curiousityhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06430643501979728884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4763256797835344713.post-26990813214365593872012-03-12T20:25:11.933-07:002012-03-12T20:25:11.933-07:00I like this one. It's true, times can't a...I like this one. It's true, times can't and won't always be 'good'; and even if they are 'good', then with no counter balance - something 'bad - we probably wont be able to recognize and appreciate the good things we have. <br /><br />With that said, i think these good/bad things are a human construct - a construct of the brain. For most things in the world, even organic ones, good and bad does not exist (it's not good nor bad for a rock to be on a mountain or in the ground. It's not good nor bad for a fish to be in one bit of water v.s. another bit of water. There is no expectation about what is 'better' for most things in the world). With people, we have to categorize what is good and what is bad, including emotions, and we often don't know why we put things in the categories we put them in; most people just do it based on what everyone else seems to think. <br /><br />Take for example sadness. Is it really 'bad'? Does it mean I'm not happy if I'm sad? And why is 'happiness' so good? so sought after? <br /><br />that kind of thinking makes me crazy! For me, i just wanna see the whole: life is full of lots of unpredictable and dramatic events for every person. I don't know what part is 'good' and what part is 'bad' but I know that life, as a whole - in it's entirety - is beautiful.jordanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09058033746822540291noreply@blogger.com