Lately as I look at objects I see them in a different light. When I see a building, it’s not a building. It’s a foundation, then floors, then framing, then walls, a roof, and everything else in between. I looked at a book the same way. It wasn’t just pages with words on it. It was hours upon hours of dedicated work by the author. I’ve started to think more and understand the process that goes into creating instead of accepting that it’s here. As I observe new ideas I’m asking how is that done or why was it made that way? This concept may sound obvious but my feeling is that it’s often overlooked as I have for many years.
The comic to start this post is what helps me conceptualize many situations. As I contemplate situations I take a step back, think of Earth, think of the Universe, think of my part in the world, then go back to whatever it was I was thinking about. You have your body and your thoughts and they are the most important keys to life. My brain continues to get filled with more information as I get older. I start to see younger people (something you can’t see when you’re young) and realize what I didn’t know when I was that age. I’m getting brighter as life progresses by reading new information, by trying new things, and by making my mind a sponge.
I still haven’t figured out what all of this leads to, if anything. It’s basically the process of evolution. I’m certainly not saying I have anything to do with revolutionizing the world but I have a feeling that people in the 1850’s had bigger things to worry about than how they fit in the universe. In the USA we get so much free time to do whatever it is we want that I almost feel I’ve wasted most of this time with mindless activities. If you can keep your mind on something that you want to do and not Honey Boo Boo, it seems like this world offers plenty of opportunity. It’s amazing though how I’ve never felt this magnetic feeling towards any one thing. I’ve dabbled in many things, but never perfected any. Perfection is what takes you to the next level in this world. What moves you from a speck of dust to a grain of salt. I understand how it happens, now I have to figure out how to make it happen.
The first few lines are my dad exactly. He’s an architect and this is what he thinks is genuine fun. We will go on vacation and rather than go to the beach or do typical vacation things, he will stare at buildings and look at how they were built. You cant walk down the street without him stopping and saying how the building was made and whats right or wrong with it and so on.
Its crazy to think that even if you do manage to perfect something that you are still just a grain of salt. For example, Michael Jordan may be the “most perfect” basketball player but in the whole universe, past, present, and future, he is nothing.
In 100 years from now we will mean nothing. We look back at history and the people from it and don’t realize that they were actually real people. Villains from the past are glorified, where today they would be cast from society. For example, you have people like Billy the Kid and Attila the Hun who would be considered awful people in todays world. However, to us they are almost legends who are part of stories rather than history. We don’t take into account that the people that Attila the Hun slaughtered mercilessly were real. What I’m trying to get at is the further into the future we go after our deaths, the less we are remembered and the less important we are. We think right now is the most important time period ever because we are living in it. But the people in 500 BC and 1408 and 1807 probably thought the same thing and those living in 2100 and 2800 will also think the same thing.
I need to get to work.
MJ is a grain of pepper.