… just didn’t exist, who would then make ice cream, or beer?
Double standards exist because people believe they can get what they want out of a situation rather then being responsible for their own actions.
As long as there has been society, we have had double standards.
a feeling of contempt for someone or something regarded as unworthy or inferior
In no matter what you do. In no matter of what you say. In no matter the truth or the fallacy. In whatever it is about you. In the hate that you bring. In the love you can’t find. In acceptance you do not have.
I feel sadness for you. You are empty. Dead in all ways because all you are is hate. You bring darkness. In the end, you add nothing but waste.
You, you are the problem and for that, I feel disdain.
I have these thoughts from time to time, they go nowhere but serve a purpose of making my mind flinch and then react. I go around and round, churning the idea and the thought to the point of either acceptance or rejection, never getting anywhere or at least to a point is not only not all there, but neither or both.
Constantly in flux, a thought and idea rising and sinking like a wave. I stop. I think to myself, “WTF am I doing here?”.
I used to write more often, more from experience or that for which I would think. And that would sink away with the tide, being replaced by one vice for another. Or are we, am I, doing that?
We end up at a destination that is not only nowhere, but between not anywhere and somewhere. A Twilight Zone episode of enveloping nothingness with nothing, not of substance but thereof lacking everything.
Insanity, a destination not a place in the universe, envelops us all at different rates. Our ability to command our individual brain, to seek to understand or control them, beating us down with the humanity of our condition of being, not so oddly, human.
And in a fleeting second, a thought of undying good or evil, it passes without sin or praise, a thought that just keeps existing.
I’m sorry I can’t be more optimistic, Doctor, but we’ve got a long road ahead of us. It’s like having sex. It’s a painstaking and arduous task that seems to go on and on forever, and just when you think things are going your way, nothing happens.
-Lt. Frank Drebin
I am a firm believer in bettering yourself and finding new ways to open your mind into previously uncharted waters. From the 100 Ways To Be More Conscience listing :
Why do things right when you can do them wrong and faster.
-unknown (potentially Homer Simpson)
This is from a subsection of a chat I was having with a coworker, so context is whatever you want it to be (kinda) :
The essence of living is neither the things that you own nor that which you desire, the essence of living is that which you have created, life, and the continued protection of it’s continuation.
“Where would we be if not for disappointing ourselves believing that there was such a thing as love and that it could be obtained by another human.”
-The Thinker (antidote)