Early musings of a hungry intermittent fasting morning.

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How do you reconcile with what you have done and what you are going to do?

What does it take to just live without having the world tell you what to do?

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I ask this of myself all the time. I don't expect you to have these questions thrown at you because I can't presume to know everything. But what does it mean to every single one of us when we are being attacked for what we believe in. I have been raised a certain way. You have been raised a certain way.

I once heard that the exercise of ones freedom is the end of another.

one has to give? while the other takes? There is a supposed cycle for give and take but when does it switch back the other way.

Where am I going with this?


Frankly I do not really know. I woke up this morning with no thought in my head other than the uncomfortable feeling I had from training last night. So when I started watching a YouTube video before I logged in to work I was not expecting my feed to be filled with Christian themed videos. I know that feeds are based on my activities online. I watched one documentary about monks living off grid yesterday. I think that was what got my feed filled with this content.

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I was asking myself questions about morality. I am the worst person to ask that of me because I only try to do things as best as I could think of as being good. It is very subjective. My good could be your bad. I know I am selfish on somethings. Like I will always make sure I have enough beers to get drunk faster than my drinking partner. Which I think is selfish of me.

When I read articles from news papers that are free online I am feed things that I am against and I know I put myself there because I clicked on the site myself. I am too cheap to buy subscription newspapers which I have a feeling is far more unbiased than free one. There is a certain amount of marketing involved in free newspapers. Education is cheap today. So we are more prone to know how to make a reader click on an article. Emotive language. Click bait. Anything that elicits strong emotions sells. This is evident with the bikini filled posts here on Hive.

I will always click on those posts because I suffer from hormones. Testosterone, its effect on a male is being horny. We are all adults here. Those posts, get a lot of attention. I don't begrudge the creator since it easy for them to get attention. The niche is there.

Wonder what my niche is?

Maybe is just writing anything that pops into my head at any given time. I tend to post them. I would link all of them for you but them I don't like to spoon feed or lead anyone to do anything other than to just highlight what I feel. While writing this, I am listening to this.

Not sure why I am listening to it, it's just playing in the background like white noise. The constant drone playing in the backdrop of something I think is feeding me with opposing thoughts that trigger the neurons into firing anything that I think and hope leads to something worthwhile. For instance I should be doing work right now but the flow is pushing me forward into a direction that I am vibing with. I must say though that hearing some of the things being said in this video is not really that interesting. I think my neurons are not being pushed in the right direction.

I digress

Yesterday I was thinking of posting something because it's always great to see a post get a good amount of upvotes. But I thought to myself, am I taking things away from other people who need the upvotes with me posting. I mean I don't post mind blowing content. I know there are a lot here that I am so unworthy of. I can really tell that my content while I spend time writing and reading as I write them are not as focused or at the very least mind blowing.

Why write then?

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Well the answer to that is, because I am selfish. I want to be heard and I want your attention. Something to help you pass the time. At the same time hoping that there is enough like in this that you are inclined to allow me to take an upvote. Sometimes honesty is a good thing, I am not sure it applies now.

Stomach is now growling like a beast wanting to pounce on something. I might cook a nice fish dish. Anyway, thank you if you have reached this point.

Sometimes I talk too much, I've said too much....

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