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the bond at home film

state the obvious
i honestly don’t believe that anybody is incapable of anything. ok, perhaps some people are better at something than others, but how do you define ‘better’? ok, so if you’re making a wall. a better wall is one that stands up. but the give the guy who’s wall fell down another try, and then a few more, and it will get better. and there are so few things that you can judge in this way – all art, music, even architecture to a degree – once it’s covered the basics – are totally subjective.
its like: majority rule. when you apply that to being left handed, you are in the minority, and if you like you can make left handed tin openers. or guitars. sometimes a bummer, sometimes even better, but at least you can open doors and stuff. when applied to forms or methods of understanding, the minority are fucked. for example, dyslexia. if we look at dyslexia solely in terms of written and language skills, the fault is with the language itself – it does not suit the dyslexic. its not the dyslexics problem. when you look at dyslexia from a modern standpoint, its about types of understanding. the dyslexic’s type of understanding is different to the majority’s: a majority that has spent thousands of years (with language) developing a system that is best suited to their understanding. again, not really the dyslexic’s problem – but made very much so, because the majority system is the one you get.
so, society. based on a majority-rule system, literally, or at least in a democracy. so what about those people who are in the minority with this type of understanding? we all know people who lack social graces. people who are loners. people with higher personal levels of risk than deemed acceptable. people who lash out at other people. and more obviously, swathes of people who are not represented by the ‘majority’.
the problem with a democracy – as we all know – is that by mainlining the majority-rule situation, by making it transparent, obvious, more than just the way things already are (which it is), it leaves itself open to abuse and corruption.
there is no such thing as the polymath: or rather, there is and it is most if not all people.
its fucking personal anyway isn’t it?
what gets me is that people just accept the way it is: that majority rule shit. even if they don’t like it. people even say, you’ve got to join the system to beat the system. what rubbish. its too late – because by then, you’ve already joined the system. and people are so scared to try things. well thats people for you one of these people is bound to say. bound by the black bark. bound by the bloody border built. and when people say thats life, what they mean is thats an entirely hypothetical construct built to protect people from other people, that was built by people. a long time ago. it controls us as though it were not created by us. what sort of god are we? we bind ourselves to suffering.
evolution must be entirely random, otherwise you imply a persona – a goal – a motivation, which you may imply if you like as long as you are aware that it also implies a god. so, random doesn’t mean beneficial. or good. it means, whatever sticks, in the case of survival of the fittest. or not the fittest: survival of what sticks. and what sticks may not neccesarily be good, or beneficial.
take the four leaf clover. forgive me for stating the obvious, but you’d think the fourth leaf would be beneficial wouldn’t you? but it can’t be, otherwise it would not be a rarity. but what if it weren’t – what if it took over.
take all the statistics ever made. there are an awful lot of them relating to 7 seconds. is an unknown obsession for the number 7 present within us like the fourth leaf: a totally random genetic event?
there are also a lot of statistics related to numbers: GET IT? numbers are something we made up. maybe numbers are a totally random genetic event?
and we’ve established that random events may not necessarily be wholly beneficial.
certainly, intelligence in the case of humans is not beneficial – in the long run. we destroy ourselves.
so i suppose, do what you want.

it is impossible for catharsis – its impossible. not even a drunken blog. its mid afternoon. i’ve cut my eyelid through a fall. i’ve fallen. i’ve made a mistake – shit, i’ve made many more than one. but not only me. my eyes sting. thoughts like bruises make it tender to be inside. but there is no out, today, some kind of comeuppance i guess. no escape. no energy.

realised the trust need not be so formalized, with minimum this, and that. rewrite.

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