so, i was reading some blogs online. there's this one about what the hell has gone wrong with people and their relationships with their bodies.. anyway. there's this part of the article i really liked and i guess just wanted to... talk.:
Charles Darwin's impact on the world has been enormous. Prior to Darwin, Man ". . . had been seen as a being different in nature to the members of the animal kingdom by virtue of his possession of an immortal soul, he was now seen as being part of the natural order, different from non-human animals only in degree of structural complexity."1
well yeah i know how you feel about religion. and trust me the whoel idea of "immortal soul" i find ridiculous. but iono. there was something about man, or rather should still bE something about man that is distinct. shouldnt there? maybe the immortal part is the fact that we can live on through memories, or through the differences we make in the world around us or in the people around us. or maybe even the idea or feeling that we've given and left behind in the world. maybe that is soul. when they say immortal soul, perhaps i can see that not in the religious god's breath type of soul, but like... what the essence of soul realy is. and so much of that i feel is in art. art really is amazing. and i feel like even science and math, that's like an art too. it's like all art, so much that i'm seeing man's immortal soul as his expression. i mean after all without that expression who the fuck are we. we have no identity. but anyway. its just sad now that people have a hard tiem seeing that now.
there's a song by blue scholars... ther'es a line that's like "others made moves said 'shit we got to grow' but / Time moves slow when the clock's overweight/ Meaning those who wait as opposed to create." and its like i think its so important for man to liek create. ....iono. i kinda got off track. but anyway. i just find it sad.... i have so many friends who are bulimic. and even though i try to tell them.. and talk sense to them, i find myself appalled when im convinced by them. not to be bulimic. but to understand why they do it. one friend, is honestly dependent on people. or she has to latch on to someone. and... when she is... fatter...... she honestly can't function. she's just.... miserable. and how can i be the one to tell her to be miserable. even if the means of being happy is disgusting.
tell me,.... how can i feel the world is not a fucking evil bad place, when somehow it - the world - and it's happiness has become twisted in such a way that the only path is one that requires measures of sacrifice like starving to death, or binging followed by self-induced vomiting. how can i really be caring,understanding,loving to someone, if i'm asking them to be miserable, self-loathing, and not able to function?
