“If to society we claim there is oppression, then we fail to recognize that not just to society, though to personal choice, are such issues apparent. From the claim of societal oppression, those voices become the oppressors. In controlling choice, there is who and what is deemed to be inherently correct or incorrect. However, since it is society for which we have developed, then to its people they must only be personally, not equally, responsible. If a man weeps, then it was only right to do. If a man does not weep, then it was his choice to not do so. To blame society for a man to never weep, is to become the oppressor to a freedom for choice that otherwise creates and recreates the apparent flaws for humanity’s understanding. If we are understanding to how humanity is flawed, then it is never society that is the issue, though ourselves.”– Modern Romanticism
Philosophy – “Why Bliss is not an Emotion – Debunking the Utopia” – 5/17/2021
“Escapism is the retreat from truth.”– Modern Romanticism
To run towards where one can be blissful, will be far from what hurts. Though, what hurts, is truthful. And, what we avoid, are always among the most powerful of emotions. Complexities, that we do not wish to conquer.
In the bliss for how Heaven can be imagined, by mortal humans physically alive, there is deception. A progressive mindset, towards Utopian or a non-problematic world, will bring about the greatest of lies. That is because life is full of either truth or lies. Truth, when we wish to face what life will bring us. Lies, when we wish to escape the pain that come with truth and life.
A Utopia does not exist, because we cannot be alive in such a world.
We cannot feel alive, even with a literal, beating heart. No one is alive, when we cannot be truthful towards ourselves nor to others. We are death, because we do not question what occurs, as bliss becomes our motto.
As deception is life’s greatest comfort, we will find an attraction towards it. We will begin to treat life as horrid, and everything horrid or hideous as beautiful. This is same to believe we should avoid all truth, while embracing what has been lied to or what is a rawness in deception.
Though, bliss, when pertaining itself to escapism, cannot be an emotion when it does have its relation to ignorance. That is because to be ignorant is to never learn, when a Utopia would define itself as a non-problematic world. What would be to learn, within such a world full of bliss, when we can no longer make mistakes? If to learn is to live, as we live in order to learn, then it is our emotions where we, as humans, are imperfect. Being imperfect, or having emotions, causes to be both errored and commit errors. However, we are meant to learn from those mistakes. Since that is the case, then ignorance would pertain to bliss when we have nothing to learn from our mistakes, resulted from our emotions.
Bliss is not an emotion, because ignorance is bliss. Ignorance is bliss, because a mistake cannot be made in a world without faults. This would be a world of deception, thus one without truth, and then being identified as one without the need to learn from errors and consequences.
If we choose bliss over our emotions, then we are favoring ignorance over truth. We prefer to be lied to, because as bliss is a comfort, then so is deception.
Philosophy – “The Connection between Trust and Education” – 5/13/2021
“It is more the human effort to trust, than to love, being what makes us such fragile and imperfect creatures. To trust, and then, to be betrayed on it, forces us to learn from our mistakes, or otherwise repeat them.”– Modern Romanticism
Same as history repeats itself, mistakes too.
There are those who express what it means to love, though not so much on what it means to trust. It would welcome more of an earthly response for the latter, because it compares better to human nature. To learn, is to do so for what one mistakenly trusted. Trust is a better comparison to the human side, all due to what the “mistake” represents. That, to make one, is to reveal ourselves as imperfect. Then, to learn from it, means that we were never perfect enough to not have made that mistake, in the first place.
It is love that is divorced from emotion, because such is the perfect force. It is then that trust, being what makes a person learn, presents us as contrasted from God who’d be omniscient. If God is omniscient, then He is perfect. It is because perfection will always relate to the needlessness of education. Though, if humans need to learn, then it is all because of our emotions, being what make us imperfect and bound to make mistakes. Through our emotions, we error and are errored, and from our mistakes, we learn.
To believe oneself, or another person, is “perfect the way they are” might mean, in the most literal sense, that they no longer need to be educated.
We are yet loyal to those we trust, for this is the same as to make oneself their protector. Again, this is to make oneself imperfect, and also, vulnerable. As a protector, one volunteers to take perhaps the fall, the blame, or the hit for another person. Though, the protector is not indestructible, all due to their vulnerability. A protector is not perfect, because their greatest weakness would be to believe nothing can conquer them.
As it would be that protector’s greatest weakness, since those they wish to guard are the focus for what should never become conquered. Since it is this, it is never themselves who they are protecting.
Though, to learn, would mean to be more fragile by way of a potential betrayal for that trust. It is then to learn, that from such a mistake in being loyal and trusting to a wrong person or even a source of information, grants the greatest lesson upon them. That, to not repeat the same mistake, brings about the connection between trust and education. If the mistake has been repeated, then nothing has been learned.
It can be safe to admit that one had “mistrusted”, at the point of betrayal, only ever after the traitorous deed had been struck.
Education is at the center of trust, especially upon what is specifically trusted. We’ll believe we should love through unconditional means, though it is instead that human trust with those conditions attached. It is especially after past errors were learned from, that such conditions are placed. It is then that those conditions are there to protect the self from further harm.
It is the case that we can love all people, equally. Though, it is never the case that we should trust everyone, with the same equal measure, without first admitting that we should also be ignorant. As in, ignorant of those we trust, and the same for ourselves.
Philosophy – “Why Humans are Beautiful and Imperfect” – 4/27/2021
“All arrogance behind human nature is where we find ourselves not as imperfect, beautiful creatures, and here willing to forsake what makes us ephemeral, in the vain desire to be more.”– Modern Romanticism
It is in the aspect of knowing oneself, that to comprehend the self is to realize where one is limited, that one might then find out what they’re capable of doing. Whether to be in love, or to be all alone, and we find ourselves within the former to be closest to perfect as possible. Whereas, through the latter, in our imperfections, in our loneliness, we bare the greatest wounds.
A barrier, that to our ability to trust, makes us limited, and yet, still shows us to be beautiful. Beauty is the very understanding of human limitation. Were a woman, perhaps, to know how beautiful she is, she’d then not aspire to become more than just that. Though, beyond the beauty of any human, comes the vanity and arrogance that attempts to supersede a lifetime’s worth of errors. Does a woman realize, in her heart of hearts, what she wants? Has what she truly requires even come to pass? That, she might throw herself upon a place of unkindness and manipulation, only ever to revive herself for a mere moment. It is only afterwards that she falls backwards into another place, called “longing”.
It is seen in many places. Beyond being beautiful, what we do is vain and needless, in essence. Although, ambition is where a person gains power. As it is, power must be limited. Then, if power is to be limited, then ambition, too. Love resides upon the shoulders of a one, in the comprehension that strength lies not in the ability to understand themselves through infinite gain. Love rests upon the shoulder of the individual who carries their weight. Love resides with the one who pleads for the world to see their wounds, and then might unload.
We invite conflict, were we to not grasp this. In the ambitious display of wanting control or power, we find ourselves wanting to be beyond a “mere” human. Though, it is always in the return, to what we feel, to what we have been hiding from, that to be human is where we find the truest consolation. A broken heart allows us to devour love. A divide, within the red, allows us to pour, to overflow.
Beauty is where we find ourselves. A reflection, with a tempest, with a rainfall. Of tears, of shared histories, of absence never met with the place of another’s touch.
Philosophy – “Why Love is not an Emotion” – Pt. 2 – 3/15/2021
“Everything fleeting does not correspond to love. If we love, then we remember. It is through our memories that love never abandons, though only haunts, ourselves.”– Modern Romanticism
“God loves you,” as it is said. In reference, love never abandons you. Unless one can voluntarily suffer amnesia, love does not leave. Love does not run. Love does not depart. Though, it can be said of a person to abandon love. To abandon its concept. To abandon its changes in one’s life. Though, the torment this introduces is on the level of leaving one’s memories upon the road. For whether painful or not the slightest bit harmful, whether sickening or simply miserable, these were moments that merely mattered. They had showed us a world in which was always alien, or disbelieved, to ourselves.
“God loves you,” as it is said. In reference, love knows you. Love sees you. Love comprehends your every fear, your every fault. It is love, that even without a “belief in God”, can often be received with doubt. To doubt faith. To doubt what is eternally attached.
To love not ever being an emotion, is in reference to doubt, to fear. A person doubts out of their faith always being genuine. A person doubts because their fear is directed towards the instinct of love’s protection. As in, to say the words, “I doubt this would ever occur, so be comforted.” It is to doubt the danger, sometimes even in the underestimation of it, simply in the need to reduce its strength of being a threat.
To each emotion, from whatever origin they hail, references simply our concern for another. In opposite from prejudice or the ignorance of another person, instead of fearing them, we fear for them. We are concerned for this person, for their mattering in our lives means only that they can disappear during the next moment.
How a person matters, is why a person lives. Simply for no reason, other than the heartbeat, at the fundamental level. Though, once prejudice is exterminated from the individual’s mind, then fear of another becomes the fear for another. They become remembered. They become important. And, most of all, they become something unrelated to the temporary. They become something unrelated to mere life, because they are now loved.
This is why love cannot be an emotion. Because, if it were, we would never remember. Love encompasses memories. Despite how memories can make us fragile, we are not alone even with them. Out of the most beautiful memories, come our beauty. We are revealed as sick, within love, requiring it to never be further sick without it. Love, by itself, is a sickness. A sickness that we yearn for, in another sickness being that longing. A sickness that prevents sickness. Love is a vaccine.
Nothing of love is emotional, except for the fears and concerns we hold for the individual, beloved life. Though, love, by itself, is not emotion. As in, it is never temporary. For no matter how deeply we bury our memories of the past, they cannot depart us. In our attempt to depart from them, whether as the drunk through the bottle, they are us. These memories are inside of us.
“God loves you,” as it is said. In reference, we are always remembered, even if we don’t believe it.
Philosophy – “Why a Man is Weakened, not Weak, when Weeping” – 2/20/2021
“No wall is indomitable. To each inch that covers one, there might still be a crack, enough to shatter the entirety.”– Modern Romanticism
Just as people might believe that age guarantees wisdom, it is the reverse. Wisdom guarantees age. As in, to apply wisdom, means survival is in the independent hands. To be wise, means that the second mistake, after learning for the first time, will not end this train of survival. We mean to people who shouldn’t make the same mistake twice, that their immaturity might be their burial. Same to weep, when the greatest weakness is to believe there is none. An immaturity as this, opens up all weaknesses. It opens. We release. We weep.
To weep, after much to keep concealed, is much like a dam being broken. It was weakened. A mistake having been made, to then the person ignoring it, is the immaturity to believe it won’t break them, when they believe it hasn’t weakened them. The second mistake of the same kind, will break them. It will force them to no longer ignore what they’ve concealed.
To a man, weeping is much like dying. To lose strength upon who he protected, what he held upon his shoulders. Being weakened, does not refer to weakness. To weakness, one has to be inherently so. Though, to be weakened, means that recognition for strength has been blinded. Of tears, that now burn the lids of the eyes, to water the cheeks that have long been like dried gardens. Of weakness, we are. Though, in being weakened, we have become.
A weak man, can only mean he is inherently so. This means there is no such thing.
Though, a weakened man has become this way. It was a “turning point”, so to speak. A simple realization, that a second mistake of the same kind has left him speechless, enough to no longer form an excuse. His immaturity has regressed him into childhood, once more. Perhaps, even infanthood, where if the grief is too castrating, will make him leave this world how he entered it. Crying.
In being weakened, there is no more to say. There is only much more to do. To grow. To mature.
Quote – “Why Trust is a Human’s Greatest Weakness” – 2/1/2021
“All humans can love equally. There is no difference between the love for one being to another. As in, there is no way someone can love a person more than another. That is not love, that they refer to. That one who claims to love someone more than another, has instead referenced trust. We can love all, in equal terms, just because we can. However, we cannot trust everyone, in equal terms. It is due to trust needing to be built.
Of love and trust, relating to the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end, of the feet to the mind, and then even of the past to the memories carted towards the future. We have a foundation of love. We have a foundation of death.
We have the trust that is built, like walls. We set up barricades against what we do not trust. We protect what we do. Love makes us perfect, in the remembrance of what we simply hold onto. Trust makes us imperfect, by any wall showing a crack that could make the person, themselves, break.”– Modern Romanticism
Note from a Blogger – “The Cure for a Beloved” – 12/28/2020
Upon a time in my life, the only woman I ever loved, and will continue to love, was diagnosed with a Neurological issue. This specific issue, though not life-threatening, put a dent in our relationship, preventing us from getting married. For a while, our dreams seemed crushed. Trampled, by fate, itself.
However, I have come to realize that fate is not absolute due to certain circumstances that affect one’s path in life. That is, one does not have to wind up at a dead-end, with no other direction. Though, that is how it felt, soon when our relationship came to a close, due to this diagnosis.
Out of all the things I have been able to do for her, my beloved, I decided some months back in 2020, to return to University, and learn to fix her problem, myself. I comprehend it, that she will not be the only one to benefit from what I will do. It is not a question of “if” I manage to do it. It can only ever be a question of “when” I figure out the method for resolving her issue. It is because my life depends on this. I have devoted myself to her, and only to her.
Out of those who will benefit from what I will accomplish, are those paralyzed in wheelchairs, or those who actually require a brain transplant for their life to be extended.
And, I’m sure once I do manage to accomplish what I aim to do, I’ll receive some kind of reward. However, I’ve never lived for the reward or the prize. I’ve lived solely for the devotion, ever since knowing this woman. She has been my inspiration, my challenge, among everything else.
Philosophy – “Why Anger is Never the Cure” – 12/26/2020
“Anger, the cure to life, by the death of it. For we aim to put out the flame with a greater one, and never so bravely open our vulnerable selves to the washing rain of teardrops.”– Modern Romanticism
Anger. Is such an emotion able to be controlled? It cannot, any more than fire can be controlled for where it spreads. Fire, the weapon. Though, a weapon that controls the wielder of it. We are not responsible with anger. We cannot be. Anger is never responsible for us, for that is the same as believing a tyrant deeply cares for consequences. To anger, anything goes, most literally so, especially from its poisoning to the life that carries it.
Toxicity. That is anger. Or, it is the result of anger. For flame’s sake, we relate a fire to the swell of rage. Therefore, we compare toxicity to the smoke that results from a blaze. We cannot love, with anger, for we always hurt, with it. We make others vulnerable, because we never do such unto ourselves. We break others, or other things, and never ourselves. Were such a destruction to be upon ourselves, we would weep. And, through such a session of weeping, we’d inevitably become able to connect with another. For so long as they are not the oil meant to burn or be heated, and cannot combine with ourselves, the water, they will always fuse.
It is anger that conceals the hurt. It is such an emotion that hides the pain. We do not even yearn to show it, when anger is something that deludes us into a false sense of strength. Of strength, we do not feel it, when we simply burn, inside. We are simply destroying all others who, if unified with ourselves, would create the connection we so yearn. And, if we cried, we would find ourselves not so alone, not so angered at the world, though in comprehension that it was ourselves who held the wrong.
And, to look upon it in a more objective manner, when it comes to Nature, water is the element superior to fire. Therefore, to weep is the objectively correct choice that should not even be a choice. It should be what we were meaning to do, though did not know how.
Philosophy – “Why a Human cannot become Perfect” – 10/24/2020
“What life to live, without bleeding? How does a person feel alive, if they are never wounded?”– Modern Romanticism
The arrogant fool is already dead, while possessing such a mentality. To say the words, “God is dead”, by the Atheist, is to say that the arrogant human will die. That is the imperfection of us. Death. Human imperfection is proven objective, upon when we disregard it. We become egoists, and believe ourselves invulnerable, or one day to attain the level of perfection.
Then, that person dies, due to that someone else defeated them. Someone acted out to usurp them, in their egoist ways. When they were not embracing of other’s flaws, it was only due to that they were not in realization of their own. When another saw their egoism as a lack of empathy, they took down this falsehood.
Though, what life does one live, upon this godhood? If God is ever dead, then God was never existent. Thus, we understand both the Abrahamic teachings of an eternal God of Love, among our imperfect selves. For we are unable to “live”, without possessing wounds. It is the same when we say of Christ, “He lived.” The human lives, for it makes God never a Creation. Rather, God is a Creator.
Love never manipulates. Rather, love would test what would manipulate another. Creator upon Creation, as this is the test of a child dealing with their sibling. Of Cain and Abel, it is the same. The first murder, of no trust and mere jealousy. Cain led Abel, out of deception or manipulation, to a field where he struck him with a rock. Love tests, as it is imperfection that makes us realize we are not in control.
No human lives, without realization of not being a god. No godhood, and we are accepting of flaws. No godhood, and we are embracing of each other. If the first mortal were to become immortal, it would reverse the fear of life to the fear of death. We’d become soldiers of our own misfortune. We’d become desirers of our own end. And, we’d prove, most of all, that we cannot die without fearing something else. All those with suicidal intentions, fear life, due to this logic. In fearing life, we embrace death. We embrace what has always made us imperfect, though now makes us perfect in a decision we cannot part from. Therefore, in saying the words, “God is dead” is to say that a human god would have no existence, would be dead.
Human perfection is not attainable due to that death cannot precede life, unless for the continuation or fertilization of it. As we enter this world, we were born from a mother. We were born from a woman who was, and is, fertile. When we die, we exit into the soil, pertaining also to fertility. However, no life has died, before it was born, making love the only thing ever to be eternal.
Quote – “The Impossibility of Inherent Evil” – 9/5/2020
“For human functionality to take place, then humanity must be, even at the smallest increment, existent in the person’s spirit. Even the human who attempts to make themselves purely machine, would not function were it not for the small percentage of humanity still stored within them. To be 99% the psychopath or the narcissist is only possible. For to be 100% lacking of empathy and humanity is impossible.”– Modern Romanticism
Quote – “Accountability” – 9/2/2020
“Accountability is the perfect counterweight to ambition.”– Path of Exile (Malachai, The Nightmare)