You Specific, Me Specific and Us at Large

We've come a long way. Within hours, minutes, split seconds. I am talking about trust. There's no way of telling what it even is. If it exists, I'll be the first to admit it's necessary. I denied its existence for a long time. I am about to give that up. There's a big misconception out there between what is existentialism and what has commonly been referred to as nihilism. Neither definitions are necessary. We would only complicate this tangle further if we rely or base our day-to-day opinions and feelings on either. Let's just take them out. They are merely reflections; both uneasy; both desperate; both lost in a bottleneck of what is and what isn't. What you do is what you are. We are constructed by our actions (maybe). And maybe we are constructed by what we enforce on the momentary and "the longer run" by manifestations that feel right more than they are right (or wrong). It may very well be we are not constructed at all. I have a gut feeling none of these are true and they don't really matter. We must eat, I know that. We must drink that water, you know that. That is something good. And if it feels better to do it together, we'll do it together. Me specific and you specific. Me at large and you at large. Personal and universal. The rule is true for both.

Some things happen. There is no denying it. The world and its apparitions happen, to us, and somewhat on a daily basis. In sleep as well as awake. We deny a portion of them, admit another, open doors, close them, let a certain light in, leave out another. I am well aware I am speaking generally and metaphorically. It doesn't matter. I am not at all speaking generally or metaphorically. The last three sentences before this one travel together. Once again, that is ok.

Man writes because man thinks when written down, these things are validated at a slightly higher level than their feeling counterpart. Unfortunately, this is not true or let's just say I don't think it is. Let's do more. Let's not give up writing them down or thinking either.

Contemplation and orderless cataloging is our nature. Absolutely. But we mostly rely on it when we can't rely on its birth mother: Life itself.

When we do and live more rather than talk about it, this might not be such a bad place to be if talking about there is less than actually being there and I hope that it is.

I could end this with a million metaphors. They are all as good as the next one. They are true too, but the meta is useless without the phor and vice versa. It's everyone's responsibility to fill BOTH parts. Personal and universal. On their own and together.

Death will win every battle but it is wrong to think of death as enemy. I am not writing this to contemplate about that, neither am I writing this so you contemplate it. I am writing this to you, to you who is alive. You specific and you at large.