Notes: ‘Nothing really matters’
Monday 21 November 2011, 10.25pm HKT
“Nothing really matters.”
Everything bloody well matters, actually. Look at the sordid state of our world today: then realise “Nothing really matters” represents an irresponsible state of mind.
Many things matter like mad. Our world is a breeding disaster. The more people around, the greater the competition, both person to person and among people. The more competition, the greater and faster the changes occurring around us, so the greater the instability of our relationships.
We shape our dwellings and, in turn, our dwellings shape us.
We shite our dwellings and our dwellings shite on us.
Problematic relationships. We’d just be ending up leaving a pile of dogshite for our children (and even our further-down descendants) to sort out — or not, as the case usually turns out to be.
When we’re dead and gone, the ‘Soochow dogshite’ we leave behind cannot be sorted out because only we know the ins and outs of it to have it sorted out. The pile then just accumulates down the line — our pile plus our children’s own pile going on top of one another.
This is not a hard concept to grasp.
Can you handle it? Are you handling it? Can you ditch it? Are you ditching it? Are you just bitching about it, or making a bitch of it?
(Notes, 21 Nov 2011)
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