Monday, February 11, 2008

No doodles, just words.

I deserted The Monster Island sometime ago. The island and its occupants (The Monsters) have been calling my name saying things like "You are needed here." and "You can do much better here."

I don't know. Sometimes I feel like going there and visiting with the monsters. But then I tell myself that towards the end, really nobody cares. The whole "I'm doing it for myself" thing is such bull. Off course you're doing it to get someone to notice, react, interact and give you feedback. Otherwise, it would be done with pen and paper, and "only for myself." I do know for a fact that writing comes a lot easier when I'm all about the feelings and emotions. A particular event that I'm fond of or not so fond of.

Sigh... I will try and get back to the swing of things soon enough.

I may begin a new blog featuring just the knit projects. Who knows.

Currently reading:

The God Delusion by Richard Dawkins



You know, I became a skeptic once I began to take science a serious look and started reading up on it. From the bits and pieces that I took from these books, I started wondering how people get so delusional about such things? I will get into it later, but not today. I'm still in the middle of the book.

Right, cheers, thanks a lot.

4 comments:

jen. said...

did you use to go by daysaregods?

steve said...

I've been wanting to read this for some time now. I also just saw a story on a book recently featured in the news called "Against Happiness", or something like that. Basically it's an argument against the way people are forced to take meds and pills for their mental state and how society is attempting to sterilize everyone through a sort-of-forced push for joy. It looks to be a spectacular and revolutionary read. As for doing it for yourself, I agree--no man is an island--we all want people to see and hear us in some way or form, but still, I think some of us have an urge to make, say, do--think on paper, to see it for ourselves--a sort of self-confirmation of being alive, truly alive.

V said...

Thanks for your thoughts Steve. People rush for the meds as soon as an unhappy thought comes into their brains where it's just reality they need to deal with sometimes. I guess it's really more complicated than that.

That's an interesting book, I'd like to check out.

steve said...

Yeah, the title seems misleading--I mean, who wouldn't want to be happy, right? But basically it's a good arguement for taking control of what might very well be a normal part of a person's genetic makeup. I mean, granted, there are indeed folks who could use medical help, but like you said, too many people are tagged abnormal and are sort of forced to become "normalized" through pills, etc.