Thursday, November 26, 2009
i think its safe to say that im just being realistic.
Cynicism (Greek: Kυνισμός) originally comprised the various philosophies of a group of ancient Greeks called the Cynics, founded by Antisthenes in about the 4th century BC. The Cynics rejected all conventions, whether of religion, manners, housing, dress, or decency, advocating the pursuit of virtue in a simple and unmaterialistic lifestyle.
By the 19th century, emphasis on the negative aspects of Cynic philosophy led to a new and very different understanding of cynicism to mean an attitude of jaded negativity, and a general distrust of the integrity or professed motives of other people. Modern cynicism, as a product of mass society, is a distrust toward professed ethical and social values, especially when there are high expectations concerning society, institutions and authorities which are unfulfilled. Cynicism can manifest itself as a result of frustration, disillusionment, and distrust perceived as due to organizations, authorities and other aspects of society, and thus is roughly equivalent to a substantive form of the English word "jaded".
boredom is the slow decay of youth
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
tainted seeds
depreciation
for those of you who make honest livings and still live at the bottom of the barrel, ask yourself is it really worth it?
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
finally
and to properly address the official reopening to this ancient and weary blog, it is only proper to begin this new era in the history of these confessed ramblings by reminding you all that during the time of my absence, much has been learned, much has been experienced, much has been gained and much has been lost. but most importantly and notably one thing has remained the same, and it is that insistent task of maintaining my stubborn yet tiring cynical worldview of my critical/intellectual mind.
ah yes, the grass is greener, the trees are mature, the leaves represent the greatest shades of autumn and i am happily enjoying every last lush inch of this magnificent island. the stories of this place are true, the island inhabits a brooding specter that loves the surreal and the magic you once knew as a child begins to resurface. even the moss that grows between the cracks of the sidewalks, and thrives on the rock faces seem enchanted. how lovely it is. i have been blessed with more than i could want, yet this new found freedom must be met with diligence and determination to discover my hearts path. it is all too easy to stray beyond, you could be on one path and then in an instant a distraction would cause you to cross a hedge row only to find yourself in a maze where every turn led you nowhere. it is evident many my age have strayed into the masses of lost children, wandering the streets scraping the concrete for any kind of escapism available. focus and integrity is what is going to get me through the hard and humble beginnings of this new life.
life is more balanced here, both the hemispheres of my mind can exercise thought without bickering too much between the rational and irrational. my heart has a voice hear and its refreshing to know that i am not always being governed by the mind as was the case in Calgary.
i have little wealth but who cares, happiness here doesn't cost a dime
