I have a theory that I have proposed to several of my friends, which I will proceed to thrust upon you.
There are two fundamental wrongs with our society's collective unconscious: 1) sadness is bad and 2) death is somehow unnatural. (NOTE: I am not excluding myself from the coming accusations)
The people who inhabit this world, for one reason or another, seem to be under the impression that the minute a person ceases to grin painfully, something devastating has happened. Sadness and mourning are emotions too, and they CAN and WILL be felt if a person is truly emotionally stable.
On the second point, SHIT HAPPENS THEN YOU DIE. That's all I really have to say about that, but for the sake of compensation, I will go on. The fear of aging, save death, that has infested our society is just worrisome. We will die, and when Miley and Joe and Palin and Clinton and you and I die, people will replace us; and they will lead similarly mundane lives as they smugly think to themselves "Man, no one has ever been or will ever be like me". We can't deny we've thought (or have very deliberately and childishly prayed for) the same thing to ourselves, but deep down, we know that's not the case, but I guess I'd rather live in blissful denial than accept the despondent truth... This all brings me to my dilemna:
I passionately want to take AP Psychology in my senior year of high school, but I don't know if I'm ready to come to terms with what the curriculum has to say. Namely, I don't want to learn that my entire persona, the unique-ness of which I have cultivated and taken major pride in, is text book.-- I mean to say, I don't want to find out that human thought (the eighth wonder of the world) is just a series of trends, and that I think and act and am motivated by the same thing as EVERYONE ELSE IN THIS WORLD. I don't want to learn that I can be easily diagnosed and analyzed, like some sort of Holden Caulfield off paper, because I have faith in that humans are more complex than that... but there is always that black abyss-- what if we really aren't? ALL IN ALL, I don't want to spend a year trying to figure out my thoughts, and, in the process, lose any character and perspective I once had.
I really don't mean to come off as a pseudo-indie, attention-seeking, pre-mature-whackjob-philosopher (I love hyphens) or anything, but I've been thinking about this for a while..
Sleep tight ya' morons!
that'll show them phonies
ReplyDeleteyou make some very interesting points-well-written
well explained
Thank you, so should I take it? I want to make an impression, but its a fairly old-fashioned class, I've heard..
ReplyDeleteI say embrace the sadness and even solitude. There's a time for that as well as happiness and love. I also hate it when I'm just pulling a neutral/glare-y face because I am just simply tired and apathetic, and I keep getting people worried over me.. Sigh. SOCIETY!!!!
ReplyDeleteWill a class really change your perception of life and your identity forever? I hope not. xD; You're just one in a bajillion and you can't help it. I think psychology's interesting but that's because I get curious about humans and their awkwardness. As Pasqua said, psychologists become psychologists because they want to find out what's wrong with themselves. HAhaa.. anyway just take the class if you want. If you keep worrying about who you are, you'll never become you are. I don't know how open minded the class may be, but I mean you always have this little place to rant and hate on society.