Untamed

I thought I’d talk about this briefly for today as its own entry, before I go ahead and write again later. A question that was posed to me on a forum earlier has enspired me to think a little deeply about the answer I would give. Oh, it isn’t much of a question in itself, but no matter, my answer must be expressed. Have you ever asked yourself what you would find therapeutic? Most would probably tell you things such as meterialistic items, some spa or make-over, a shopping spree or something else. I, however, have different ideas.

Take this, for example: A hillside that’s completely dark, trees everywhere with nothing but the cool, still air of the night whipping at the flesh. Your only friend and source of light: the stars that manage to find their way through the canopy of surrounding trees. If those ‘fireflys’ were around and just danced hypnotically in the air above ones head, that’d make the experience even better. That, and taking a stroll in the dead of the night, the cool moist grass pressing to the soles of your feet and between your toes. Music can be rather good too, depending on the situation but the first two are certainly able to reach on a more “deeper” level, I’d say.

Merveilleux, non?

It seems as though parents are going to be getting another dose of bitter abuse by me in today’s installment of anger. Todays topic: Parents complaining about violent games and the graphical content that is available in San Andres with the quick download of a file online. (Yes, kids, I’m talking about the sex that you’ve added into your Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas game.) It seems your mother and father are angry because they let you play a game that they didn’t take any time to research about, learn what it focused around and even after that still allowed you to play. Another well-done job you have done for your children, parents – I salute you and your neglegent ways!

“People are selling my child games that they aren’t rated for”, complain parents. Well who allowed them to bring that game home and play it after the purchase was made? Sure, the store is legally at fault for selling the game to an age that wasn’t legally supposed to buy it, but once that child leaves the store, the deal lands squarely in the parents hands. If that child brings home a game that isn’t rated for them or crosses the family morals, it is the parents duty to do something about it. By “doing something about it”, I do not mean complain, either – every store has a return, exchange or refund policy. It is up to the parent to make use of this policy and assert some authority.

If you let your child play it and especially more than once, then your chance to complain has typically been stripped from you. If you took some effort to ban your child from getting the game or playing it, your complains would be more valid than that of a parent who is far too lazy to put their objections into action. Words aren’t going to keep the games out of the house after being neglegent yourself by allowing the child to play the game once it is brought home.

Some people seem to think that something is great until it interferes with something that they particularly like but don’t necessarily need; for example, ‘a storm is great, until they cause a power failure’. While this may be true for those who rely on power for business needs and so forth, the average person in society should be able to function perfectly fine without electricity. Humans have become so dependant on things to entertain themselves, to inspire them and so on but a storm can be all of those things. To choose a television to watch over a completely natural, random and beautiful storm just seems so primitive.

Whenever a storm cuts the electricity, it should be a beautiful time, not a time when people become upset that they didn’t see the ending to their favourite sitcom that will only be repeated ten years later. For that period of time when there is no power, it’s a chance for a small part of the world to just stop, walk outside and look at the sky, admiring its beauty, grace and natural qualities. To see the lightning streak across the sky different from every other time it has ever done so; to have the rain beating down onto the ground, the plants, the buildings and making a rhythmic sound as though Angels were playing their own beautiful tribal music; to have the thunder add its own deep input as though the sky itself were talking to you. A storm is a reflective time, something that everyone should stop and admire once in a while.

To be surrounded in complete darkness, the sounds of television ceasing, the stillness of the night and everything so calm and peaceful. For those moments that we’re all rendered without our technology, we truly are more advanced, stronger and more intelligent than we were when the power surged through our homes, providing mind-numbing entertainment. Electricity is a beautiful invention and it serves many great features, yes but if one cannot learn to live without it when forced and hold no complaint about it, then humans have not really evolved at all. Electricity is developed naturally in a storm; we see it every time it tears through the sky or impacts into the surface of the Earth. That is the real beauty, the real magnificence – not the last episode of a reality television show.

Nature, it seems, has taken a back seat to technology, even when nature itself tries to render our technology useless for a mere few hours. As the future screams toward us, the amount of times people just stop and take a look around them and appreciate things is only going to become less. If ‘evolving’ means becoming completely dependant, I pity humanity and consider cavemen far more evolved than today’s society.

Eine andere Sprache ist immer also schön, haben die Weise Wörter gerade ihre eigenen einzigartigen Töne und wie es also viele unterschiedliche Sprachen gibt, zum innen zu sprechen und zu schreiben. Amperestunde ja ist es wirklich wundervoll, etwas Zeitschreiben in einer Sprache aufzuwenden, die nicht englisch ist. Obgleich, ich beachte, daß diese Eintragung eine kleine Schwierigkeit für meine Mitleser aufwerfen kann, die nicht die deutsche Sprache verstehen.

In jedem möglichem Fall hoffe ich, daß diese Leute, das dieses lesen, weg nicht durch den Mangel an Englisch in diese bestimmte Eintragung gesetzt werden. Ich hoffte, sie auf französisch getan worden sein könnte, aber ich weiß, daß sehr wenig von ihm und sogar von writing/speaking Deutschem etwas ist, den ich nicht an zu gut bin. Ein Tag zwar, setze mich ich in die Zeit, eine Sprache zu erlernen, vorzugsweise französisch. Für jetzt zwar, müssen schlechtes Schreiben und Übersetzer mein Führer sein.

The human body, so weak, yet so strong; one has to wonder if we are meant to have illnesses and inflictions of pain throughout some parts of the body. Medical science may say that the body is supposed to be cared for and ensured that it’s being kept in its optimal condition but perhaps people get back pain, asthma and other ailments because the body is designed to naturally do this.

It would be easy to say that the body is broken or damaged so easily because of natural selection, the force that separates the weak from the strong and only allows the fittest to survive, but there must be more to it than that. Perhaps their is a God and suffering in pain is a way to pay for any “sins” our soul has done, but for those who don’t have a religion, such as myself, one has to consider another reason.

Every time someone experiences some form of illness in the body, they’re sent to a doctor who attempts to correct the problem. Now, due to the fact that medical research has shown that such treatments return the body to what is accepted as its “intended, natural” state, everyone assumes that is how the body is supposed to behave and how it should be, when everything is all right. It is this global acceptation that makes asking anyone if illnesses are supposed to happen far more difficult.

To say to anyone, “You’re having back pain because that’s how the body was intended to develop” would be laughed at merely because medical science has put their foot down and forced the public to believe it. If the body can be contorted and forced to do many things considered “unnatural”, then surely a more natural process such as body degradation and illness is more likely to be “by design” feature and not something that just occurs “because we didn’t stop it”.