We actually are different,as races.
So all that tree hugging,”we are the world” shit goes right out the window πͺ
I hear a nearby party, bumping Mariachi music.
The bass frequencies travel, and there’s no mistaking that
“bum.bum.bum.bum”
We are different.
We perceive music differently, therefore we “build” differently.
This group over here,they like this..
This other group likes this..
Personally?
I love it .
I love that something can exist with no wrong answers.
There are rules,but it’s only limited to your personal tolerance for madness..
(see also Jazz)
Rule breaking.
I’m glad that people like different things, and we are nearly the same…
In biology.
My heart and your heart aren’t that different
(minus some abuse)
Not that different…
But mind?
Music πΆ?
Very different.
(religion β―οΈπ)
The concept of spirit…
Very different..
That’s fine.
We don’t need to agree on everything..
(we can agree that we’re consumers)
Ahh…best in the world π
Top of the food chain.
We’ll eat food, culture and tech.
Establish some bullshit identity through lack of isolation..
(lack of reflection πͺ)
There is no difference.
Being alone destroys you.
And you can’t handle it..
Can’t stand ittt…..
You need them…
Need is a strong word, and concise..
Need.
Because identity doesn’t mean anything when you’re alone.
Has no value or purpose.
You are you,
And no one cares.
Because there’s no one here….just you.
And when you’re out with the groups… you’re just out with other versions of yourself π₯±π₯±
And some of them like mariachi.
I ain’t mad at it.
It’s not my thing,but I won’t knock anyone for liking other things.
(cept county π)
No… people can like what they like..
It just gets under my skin…
(The working man has to relate to something)
Lol..
Keep em stupid π
Keep them intellectually basic as fuck ππ
(things sell for a reason)
This is opinion, just opinion..
I’d rather pull up to a red light and hear the car next to me bumping mariachi,,
Over some twang accent, oversimplifying storytelling..
But again… opinion.
China thinks we’re pretty fat and lazy and stupid and spoiled ..
The nerve on those fuckers πππ
The nerve.
They don’t even have different hair colors.
Or eye colors.
They have been genetically insulated..
(and educated)
And driven.
And taught about manners and respect..
But yeah π we’re all the same.
Stereotypes do fall out of the sky.
And we are merely projecting hatred, and anger .
Because of a root dissatisfaction with this modern life.
(and the next time nukes get dropped?)
Oh boy π±
Oh man..
It’ll be a show..
The mass public hasn’t had chance to see how warfare has evolved, at the global scale..
Oh wow..
What we would see next time….
We know World War II and planes.
Vietnam and helicopters and Jets..
But now?
We live in the future dawg,,you don’t know what the fuck’s behind the curtain..
I had a roommate in Durham, and he had security clearance and worked remotely..
And he told me… I’ve got a device that deploys,, fires its payload,, Then reassembles itself and “un-deploys…”
Thinking of a microwave beam in space, You could point it at entire nations and turn up the temperature..
You could destroy the ecosystems.
Nuke from afar.
Guide a missile by satellite.
You could do such ugly and terrible things π
To strangers…
Perhaps… perhaps we should worship AI,when it’s done cooking.
We’re clearly not evolved enough to manage this existence, floating in space on this rock..
The old Stories might have run their course, Heaven and Hell aren’t enough anymore, The doctorines have been too dishonest..
People got wise ,once they were all connected with fiber optics…
Maybe it’s time for something new.
I ,for one, will not oppose .
Something new…
Anything would be better than what we’ve been teaching children..
(what about “soul”?)
Yeah.. still a lot of questions unanswered..
But I don’t care.
I’m driven off of a hatred for human beings…much of the time.
And I hate it, but I’m not wrong.
It feels like we’re at the dawn of something new..
And I’d say we deserve it.
At a bare minimum, I’d say Americans deserve it.
All the evidence is rrright in front of your eyeballs….
Maybe it’s time for something else..
Something new.
Carlin was right.
(maybe…)