maybe there is something very wrong with me. consistency was never my strong point (never my weak point either)so i am indeed surprised that for the 3d day in a row i am sitting in front of the small white box of blogger to write something down.
i thought about this during the day.. what to write i mean. and my thoughts varied from favourite coffee flavours (boring), favourite music (soppy), depressed people in the office (you have your own) and paranoid conspiracy theories that travel through the net.. the later is interesting... not the theories themselves (those are way way way too many for anyone to analyse) but the thought that came to my head while i was pressing delete (i don't bother reading them anymore. i know what they're saying: 'the world is a playground and we are guinea pigs', 'everything is done for money and power', 'aliens are experimenting through static', 'starbucks is really not a fair trade company' and 'britney is probably the leader of the revolution that's way they pump her full of drugs'.. oh, and my personal favourite 'obama is the antichrist').
and something came to my mind.. i read somewhere (i'm not even gonna pretend to google it for the correct quote), that the best way to hide the truth is to release it, and then drown it in surrounding, similar lies.. so that the reality is so difficult to distinguish, becoming nearly unbelievable at the same time.. (i think it was Eco in Foucalt's Pendulum). do you think that gives us the right to decide for ourselves which truth is truer to us? or should we spend our days looking into endless info to dig it out?
no. the 'truth'is that the Truth died a long time ago. what is left now is only 'matter of opinion', 'perspective' and some broken fragments of light, too dificult to distinguish and too small to make a difference*.
* that is, unless you believe Tom Smith who insists that the fragments of love and hope that do shine through the darkness that is life, shine 10 times brighter than normal. but this, again, is only a matter of opinion..
the world is a playground and we are guinea pigs
ReplyDeleteThis was probably the best part. I liked what you said in the rest of your post, but I could not get past that image: A playground filled with guinea pigs, standing there bewildered, as they try to grasp the shift of reality that took them from their cages in the cold and sterile white lab to a playground full of children. i wonder if they are going to eat the children, of if the children are going to trample the guinea pigs. That is a tv program I would definitively watch.
babies vs guinea pigs??? where would your bet be?
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