October 8th, 2008
Tornado
Many of my friends see these banks fail, and they find it exciting and wonderful. This isn’t out of cruelty or schadenfreude—I think destruction and change inspire us instinctively. They make us aware of what matters most, and leave behind a swath of wide open possibility. The events might be tragic, but destruction taps into a freedom, an awe, and a joy that all are still genuine.
What do you think? Have you seen large-scale destruction? Do you think the financial collapse counts? How have destructive forces affected you?
Transcriptorial: What have we ever made that lasts? / Let's dance.
Pure freedom is all we have when we don’t having anything to lose.
When you have nothing to lose, you have everything to gain.
The destruction can cause something to open inside me to bring out my ideas more and widely open minded. Yet I hate the fact of struggling paycheck after paycheck but if everyone loses their home all together then we make our new homes from scratch and live in morally sense that they have each other ^.~ then death.
You know me, dude: no war but class war. There’s not really anything I can do about it one way or the other, so I’m focusing my energy on the here and now. If it turns into revolution in the streets, I’m down. Likely, it’ll be some kind of business as usual, only a bit more of it.
But I totally got a sociology test tomorrow, some good music on, and a cigarette to smoke. Not much else matters right now.
Hey, hope the test went well. As for revolution, we’ll see.
‘But there ain’t no point in leaving, ’cause there’s nowhere left to go.
Just smile and make it tender, make it kind… and make… it… slow…
Rollin’, we’re rollin’ in the ruins…’
(Michael Moorcock, The New World’s Fair)
We laugh because in the end, it is often all we have, our laughter.