Time and Apathy

Feeling: lazy
Well, its been about a month since I've done anything with this. I suppose its about time I update. Honestly, I don't even remember most of the stuff that I've done lately. Nothing too terribly important, obviously. Classes are going well. I'm still keeping up with all of my reading and so far I have A's and B's in all of my classes. Although, we're only like 3 weeks into them so nothing has been too hard yet. But who really wants to know about how my classes are going anyways? That shit is boring. Aside from classes, I have pretty much been partying nonstop. I live in a perpetual state of phantasmagoria. Living this way has offered me the chance at a new point of view on life. I've come to certain realizations that lead me to believe that nothing really exists but the here and now. I have to deal with the things that are happening now, one moment at a time until my eventual demise. I've also come to realize that time exists only as a concept set in our heads by routine and constant reminders of order. The basis for our standards of time come basically from two sources. First is St. Benedict, a monk who lived in 480 A.D. St. Benedict came up with the basic principles of daytime and nighttime in basic periods of time. Basically, this was just a way to determine when to pray. Also, he was the first to use a bell to signify what time it was. Monks prayed every 3 hours. If they were asleep, they were awoken to pray at each set interval of 3 hours. We use the same sorts of systems today. For instance, television is an event based schedule. How do you know when a new show is about to start? When the credits come on and a short(extremely long) commercial break. Secondly, the numerically based system of time that we use today was created by the railroad system to prevent collisions and keep a schedule of arrivals and departures. The system was then taken to the cities to divide up pay into hourly wages for factory workers. These workers, who had no clocks at this time, had no way of telling what time it was and were enslaved by the whistles and bells of the pocket watch-toting upper class business owners. Ever since then, we have had to measure our time down to the second to attain some greater concept of “promptness” and “order.” Back to St. Benedict, I would like to offer my opinions on him. He was an Italian monk who founded the monastic order known as the Benedictines. He also preached that every poor person on earth was doomed to hell, a concept that was also held onto for a long period of time. Some more extremist religions, in fact, still cling to this standard as well. Benedict rationalized that if God truly blessed his children by their essential goodness and how often they prayed to their lord, than all of the truly good, heaven-bound people would be rich. Those who were not wealthy must then surely be going to hell. Obviously, this is just bullshit. I'm not even going to try and refute such an incredibly retarded idea. Its just not worth my time. If you can't see the obvious bullshit behind that concept, just stop reading and smother yourself to death. I’m not saying that time is necessarily a good or a bad thing, but surely we must not allow ourselves to be completely subservient to one singular concept which carries with it sacrifices in the free choices of our lives. When evaluating our schedule, we must consider these consequences in each moment of our lives. We should not readily accept a value or ideal without considering its source and the things it changed at its inception. There could await serious long-term consequences if such a concept is accepted without a thorough evaluation. On that note, goodnight.
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comment on your third paragraph "...I've also come to realize that time exists only as a concept set in our heads by routine and constant reminders of order." duh..

and as for the rest of your entry..very interesting..you are a very smart boy :P take care sweetie..I hope to talk to you soon..we haven't talked in a long time..be well..

vannessa
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