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Monday, September 10, 2007
♥ Monday, September 10, 2007
I think to all those very inspirational blogs out there, i am being quite the anti thesis. The iconoclast, the attacker, the indignant vindicator, the devil's advocate. I am the lawyer-to-be.Its not at all difficult to be de-constructive. Its in fact embarrasingly easy to criticise. I will shatter all arguments and i will learn the arts of tackle and sleight of hand, of rebuttal and rhetoric. I am the harbinger of change and in it comes fire and brimstone, hell and high water. I have a punching bag at home but thats not enough. In fact i do not know what is. I once did a post on anger, a philosophical musing on whether anger is a deviation from the norm. I think it could be wrong. That thesis was done on the assumption that a state of peace was the norm. What if "bellum omnium contra omnes?" ( a war of all against all- by some philosopher who eludes my memory) What if the constant was war?That no one can come within 3 inches of me, of my intellectual sanctity, of my vanity and of my soul, is the fruit of my labour. I wont just snap at you. I believe in time, i will be able to practically dismantle your entire construct of belief. I will become the Lord Henry , the John Milton, the Daniel Mcafee, the bigot, the pharisee, the scribe. A priest once told me its called teenage angst. If I am neither a teenager nor angsty, what then is beneath? What has happened to me? I take a step back and i realise there is not really one person to blame. Which can be a problem, because i end up burning all with caustic and scathing remarks. The philosophy of language my bro says- that language gives rise to thought? Or that language stems from thought? I choose the former. That i am giving form to my thought as i type, and that i am defining and putting a finger onto my 'teenage angst' is arguably healthy as it is deadly.And essentially i have no one on my mind that i want to unload on.And essentially i have everyone on my mind that i want to unload on. But but but....how do u fight a war against no one? How do you retrieve this peace that is so elusive? On reflection this post contains alot more power than the the one on anger. The one on anger is informative. This is essentially existential- because i put you in my position without much will of your own. And if i measure it accurately, you would feel my wrath, and see my world through my lenses. And for that, i really do apologise.
