Philosophucked Part 1

Vanity, it is all vanity. This show of nobility, of pride over prejudice, of taking the "Moral" high ground, which is just absurd. The lines of good and evil are blurred together at times; not always is what is good for me, what is good for you. The same can also be said about evil as well, but evil is wrong and good is right. Who is the authority on Good and Evil? Is it God or Man? It is merely our interpretation of what supposed wise men of old have said; and what we see and learn from our own experiences?
We are all capable and probably have told a "little white lie" to save ourselves from possible troubles, but why? Because little white lies never hurt anyone, the only thing it can hurt is our conscience. No one can say that they have never lied, because it is in our nature to do so. Rather, is lying always Bad? I would have to concede that not in all cases is lying bad, because it doesn't hurt anyone but ourselves and only if we allow it to do so. The guilt that we feel when we lie is an emotion, which is nothing more than a cognitive response to our actions, and it can be trained and calculated; as with any emotion. So, do our emotions dictate to us what is Good or Evil? I'm not really certain if you can say yes or not to the question because I think that we do what we want do to how much pleasure will we get out of it. Though even to say that we are driven by what pleases us, still negates the suffering we endure to reach what we find pleasurable. That is the uncertainties that philosophy, because within the human condition there is much variation, gradation, possibilities to be sought out, paths to take, that can anyone say with any amount of certainty what is Good and Evil?

Spoken Word: Misanthropy

A poem I did yesterday after having my wallet stolen at work. It really made me realize how vile humanity is becoming, and this is what flowed out from that... Misanthropy: hatred, dislike, or distrust of humankind.

Love, Relationshits, and All That Jazz!

Here is an entry from my personal journal that I write at home, "...I don't remember...ever feeling loved. I know that people say they love me but I don't feel it. Is there really love, or is it just our body's response to an animalistic attraction. The need to breed so to speak. Love is just the word for our body's Endorphines being released. If that is the cause then that could explain divorce and cheating. Even though we are humans, we are just intelligent mammals. They say that humans don't have instincts like animals...I believe that we have one basic instinct which is the need to mate and breed. Sometimes I wonder if love is just a strong caring for another."

I've been thinking on this subject a lot lately, as I'm dealing with relationshit issues. As I'm going through the feelings of this so called thing, love, I often wonder if we are meant to be with someone for life. Most animals have multiple mates during their life span. Though as I said above humans are nothing but intelligent mammals. The difference between us and a Monkey is a developed cerebral cortex. Now, I wonder why love seems to make people do crazy things, since we do have a developed cerebral cortex (or at least for the majority of us). Because with this so called thing love, comes a billion more feelings. I read a quote from an unknown author which said, "Love is giving someone the ability to completely destroy you, and trusting them not to." I've found that saying to be true for the most part. It's giving someone so much power over you that you can at times almost become a brainless zombie, and yet you trust that person not to make you look like a fool. Love seems to be the drive that keeps us going, the one thing we seem to always be searching for. We want to be loved and to love. Yet I seriously doubt that anyone really has a flipping clue what it really is.... is it an animalistic attraction for our need to mate and breed?