INs and OUTs of society
I woke up today
Realized that the dream i have lived
and all that i was taught
was not real at all
it was constructed
developed
I learn of individuality
I learn of independent thought
I learn of inner consciousness
I learn of interconnectedness
Well I am sick of learning how to be IN
It was never about being an individual,
being different, being yourself
we do not live in a world of IN
For I am only one person, outgoing
Let us learn of Panality
Let us learn of Pandependent thought
Let us learn of Panconsciousness
Let us learn of Panconnectedness
and once and for all belong together as opposed to unify
Realized that the dream i have lived
and all that i was taught
was not real at all
it was constructed
developed
I learn of individuality
I learn of independent thought
I learn of inner consciousness
I learn of interconnectedness
Well I am sick of learning how to be IN
It was never about being an individual,
being different, being yourself
we do not live in a world of IN
For I am only one person, outgoing
Let us learn of Panality
Let us learn of Pandependent thought
Let us learn of Panconsciousness
Let us learn of Panconnectedness
and once and for all belong together as opposed to unify
posted by Kurt | 12/04/2005 07:39:00 PM
3 Comments:
very very nice kurt
your an inspiration
juanita
-- PART 1: Embracing the Panal --
It was late afternoon when I declared to Voyce: "Panality. I've no idea why I didn't think of it earlier."
Voyce was at his computer chewing on a burrito. The thing smelled acrid; grease was dripping out the back, over his hand and onto a plate sitting on the desk.
He finished his bite and replied, "What?"
"Look how far we've fallen." I castigated him, "You—sitting at your desk, muching on some rancid burrito."
"It was the only thing left in the fridge and I was hungry."
"Ah. But what kind of defense is that? I was hungry. 'I' was hungry. That's the root of your problem: your individual desires. Think about global desires. Think externally to yourself."
"What does that mean exactly?" He asked, looking at me cockeyed.
"It means: embrace Panality." I told him simply.
"Embrace banality?"
"No, Voyce. Embrace Pah-nality. Panality. Never mind the fact that it's so syntactically similar to 'banality'."
"So I should be 'panal', is what you're saying?" He queried. He still hadn't put down his burrito. He was now holding it up over his plate so that the grease wouldn't run over his hands. His right arm was bent into an 'S'. From my vantage point, he looked like a squirrel keeping vigil over a prized nut.
"No. I mean that you should embrace panality. Panconsciousness. Panconnectedness."
"Pandemonium?"
"No. You're totally missing the point."
"A panburrito?" He supposed, "I shouldn't think about eating this burrito. I should be thinking about the burrito eating me?"
"I'm talking about macroscopic concepts here. I'm saying that your desires are contrary to the principles of Panality. Your hunching over that... fetid burrito is a damning testament to the fact."
He swallowed a bite and nodded obligingly. Then he asked, "So how do I embrace Panality while eating this burrito?"
"I already told you: by thinking externally to yourself. And 'once and for all belong together as opposed to unify'."
"Opposed to unify what?"
"Just 'unify'. Do you have to be so daft?"
"Sorry." He swallowed another bite. His voice was sounding penitent, now. "It's just that I thought 'unify' was a verb. I never realized that it was a noun, too."
"Now you do."
"And so 'unify' is opposed to 'belong together'?"
"Precisely. I... detect a mocking sinew. You're not taking this seriously."
"No. No. I—" He was at a loss for words momentarily. Eventually, he restated, "You're saying that I should be a 'pan'dividual rather than an individual."
"That's a reasonable way of summarizing it."
"And so, say, I should think about how hungry a guy named Juan is in this so-called 'Mexico' you love so much and I won't be hungry anymore."
"It's the power of thought." I said sagely, pleased that his mind had finally accepted a small piece of the bigger picture.
He said: "But what if Juan is hungry too and wants to eat a burrito, and so I'm eating it through him. For him. What if we're panconnected?"
He noticed my expression and he quickly added, "I mean it makes sense. Juan panconsciously wants me to eat this burrito. These 'Mexicans' like burritos, don't they? Or—"
My face continued to redden. He was stammering and growing more anxious.
"—or, maybe the burrito isn't constructed? It isn't... developed? Oh, hell, that wasn't what I was supposed to say, was it?"
"I don't even know why I bother to share these revelations with you. You can't 'think outside the box'. You can't even think outside of a bloody burrito, for heaven's sake!" I roared, "You're treating these awesome concepts as though they can be... cramped down into your narrow, individualistic framework of things, and you end up spouting off about some 'Juan' and some... damned... burrito. The burrito is the problem. This is the problem! The world isn't going to change on iota until closed-minded burrito-scarfing misanthropes like you know and accept Panality!"
My breath was coming in ragged gasps by the time I'd finished my diatribe. Voyce was cringing. He'd backed his chair so far over to the rear of the room that he'd torn the mouse cable, snagged on the wheel of his chair, clean out and at arm's length from the desk.
"What are you doing?" I sighed.
"Getting out of the fallout zone before I lose a limb. Thinking externally to the desk, you could call it."
"I'm sorry I yelled." I apologized, "I should have known you wouldn't understand. I just get so frustrated. But it isn't your fault. I'm a victim of my own theory. Sometimes I don't realize that everybody is as pancommunicative as me. It's a personal failing—which is for all intents and purposes an oxymoron. Personal failing. It's unify."
"Neoka?"
"Yeah?"
"Is this just some complicated way to guilt me into giving you a bite of burrito?"
I glared at him with my most contemptuous gaze yet.
Then, I admitted, "Yes."
- Voyce of Reason (Stimme des Grundes)
P.S.
Good to have you back in Calgary for a while, ol' buddy. I think I'm mostly caught up on your life's adventures and misadventures for the time being. I'm relatively new to this whole blogging thing. Since it's my LiveJournal user name for posting to Karen's blog, I'll probably reply post here from time to time as 'Voyce of Reason'.
Take care.
- Eric K.
Haha, Eric its great to continue our pancommunications for the time.
I don't update it as much as I should.
By the way.. voyce, Now i _scratch that out_ A burrito would be satisfying. A panexperience of panconnected thought. Think about it. hahaha
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