9.29.2004
Posh Spice...I hate you...I love you...I hate you...
I've been having some issues with trust lately. None of this has anything to do with my love for Posh Spice.
When you think about, the entire existence human kind is based on trust...you start off with an innocent trust of your family...it's ingrained in you that they're not going to kill you or put you in harm's way (in theory)..and then, you begin growing up with a trust of older people in general...which, if we're going to maintain the negativity, is usually shattered by some mishap...but still...there something in us that keeps going on...Believing that our fellow humans will protect us physically and emotionally. But why? Why do we keep trusting? I figure if we didn't, we'd all slaughter each other whenever we had the chance
When I cross the street everyday, I'm trusting that the person in the other car is not drunk or insane enough to smack into me just for the hell of it. When I eat at restaurants, I'm trusting that the person preparing my food doesn't have it in for me, or anyone in general, enough to poison the food.
Life is a constant unconscious thought of trust in human kind.
It's an even more fun thought when you realize your a cog in the whole realm of natural trust... when you finally realize that you're the one that's being trusted with all sorts of things all the time...and that you've had this trust all along and this is where you find yourself.
I don't know how I got on this topic, but I think about it often. I, personally, like to think that all people are good deep down...and therefore I tend to trust people with out question. I think that has gotten me into some trouble while, at the same time, it has led me to very cool encounters.
Yeah.
On a less deep note, I've had a pretty normal existence for the past couple of days. Working. Socializing. Looking for a roommate. Getting funky.
I'm ready to travel again...alas, time and money doesn't allow it...so I've decided that a one day road trip to Houston to pick up a bed will have to suffice...wooooowhooo!! Houston...get myself some pants! Sorry...bad Beck reference.
I'm also planning a camping trip for the beginning of November...in my head so far, I have two of us going. Any other takers? Come on...I know you want to spend a couple of cold nights in a tent with a case of beer...who needs a toilet, really?...I'll cook for you and everything! Arrrr...mountain lions and rabid raccoons...arrrrr.
When you think about, the entire existence human kind is based on trust...you start off with an innocent trust of your family...it's ingrained in you that they're not going to kill you or put you in harm's way (in theory)..and then, you begin growing up with a trust of older people in general...which, if we're going to maintain the negativity, is usually shattered by some mishap...but still...there something in us that keeps going on...Believing that our fellow humans will protect us physically and emotionally. But why? Why do we keep trusting? I figure if we didn't, we'd all slaughter each other whenever we had the chance
When I cross the street everyday, I'm trusting that the person in the other car is not drunk or insane enough to smack into me just for the hell of it. When I eat at restaurants, I'm trusting that the person preparing my food doesn't have it in for me, or anyone in general, enough to poison the food.
Life is a constant unconscious thought of trust in human kind.
It's an even more fun thought when you realize your a cog in the whole realm of natural trust... when you finally realize that you're the one that's being trusted with all sorts of things all the time...and that you've had this trust all along and this is where you find yourself.
I don't know how I got on this topic, but I think about it often. I, personally, like to think that all people are good deep down...and therefore I tend to trust people with out question. I think that has gotten me into some trouble while, at the same time, it has led me to very cool encounters.
Yeah.
On a less deep note, I've had a pretty normal existence for the past couple of days. Working. Socializing. Looking for a roommate. Getting funky.
I'm ready to travel again...alas, time and money doesn't allow it...so I've decided that a one day road trip to Houston to pick up a bed will have to suffice...wooooowhooo!! Houston...get myself some pants! Sorry...bad Beck reference.
I'm also planning a camping trip for the beginning of November...in my head so far, I have two of us going. Any other takers? Come on...I know you want to spend a couple of cold nights in a tent with a case of beer...who needs a toilet, really?...I'll cook for you and everything! Arrrr...mountain lions and rabid raccoons...arrrrr.
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You're totally right. What i find completely amazing is the razor's edge that is the line between harmony and complete chaos. I can either do what is 'right' and do my part to retain a harmonious environment OR i can do what is 'wrong' and welcome chaos onto the scene. Perhaps doing 'right' things and 'wrong' things has nothing to do with chaos at all; perhaps just the very fact that we have free will is what allows for chaos in the first place? Or is it the other way around? I don't know.
Isn't philosophy fun?
Oh, and if i'm still unemployed in Nov, COUNT ME IN FOR CAMPING. I'll find a way to get there.
Isn't philosophy fun?
Oh, and if i'm still unemployed in Nov, COUNT ME IN FOR CAMPING. I'll find a way to get there.
Hmmm...Camping you say. I could be down, if it doesn't involve a 3 mile hike from car to tent and I don't have to pee in the woods. I am a big woosey girl and I'm okay with that.
-Abbe
-Abbe
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: 10:15 AM
: 10:15 AM
Your so right, t. That also maybe the line between sanity/insanity...I think about that one daily. Is it wrong of me to curse your job search so I can see you in November? Yeah. That's quite selfish...nevermind then...good luck!
Abbe...suck it up, yo. A discussion was had that it wasn't really camping at drive up sites...primitive camping, here we come! I'll just be more prepared this time...I'll carry your stuff if you want...you should come.
Abbe...suck it up, yo. A discussion was had that it wasn't really camping at drive up sites...primitive camping, here we come! I'll just be more prepared this time...I'll carry your stuff if you want...you should come.
Oh, I'm in! If the trip is planned early enough, I'll try to come in for the trip - love fall camping. Love primitive camping, as well - ABBE. You got there safe last time. I'll just make sure to do survival research ahead of time so we won't have the debate over whether we should outstretch our arms to appear large or take off our clothes and run in case of a mountain lion. Though, I wouldn't be opposed to us pooling our money together and renting a donkey to carry our beer up the mountain.
Let me know if the camping plans pan out and I'll look into the donkey.
Liz-O
Let me know if the camping plans pan out and I'll look into the donkey.
Liz-O
# posted by : 6:56 PM
: 6:56 PM
i gotta agree...i don't wanna hike a mile to get to the campsite. I'm all for being cold at night and drinking beer and getting mel-a-rific to cook for us, but no hiking unless it's for FUN! (i'm a baby, yes, but i did my 'time' last spring at Enchanted Rock.)
I think you should consider a campground closer to Mississippi... :-) That said, i will try my best to make it if I can.
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I think you should consider a campground closer to Mississippi... :-) That said, i will try my best to make it if I can.
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