November 17, 2008

• Questions...

  So now I look at my school work and I wonder, "Just what exactly am I trying to accomplish with all this self-torturing garbage I'm going through for the sake of a so-called good job that society promises will be awaiting me at the end of the journey?"  In a sense I kind of answered my own question in the question itself - I'm trying to get to that "good job" that will support my addictions - but then what is the ultimate purpose of going through all this ritualized learning that, the more I look at it, comes across as simply an excuse to keep young people occupied and out of trouble - which they manage to find anyway.  At what point does the good life begin when even the trained student has to endure an eternity of mundane labor and only a select few actually come out with a surplus.  This is not to mention how many get on the job and realize, "I'm not really enjoying doing this."  That is probably one of the biggest riddles that seeks to baffle me at every turn.  If a person does not enjoy doing something then why do it in the first place?  It could be a simple fact of life that not everything is pleasant, but I'd like to think that there is always a more amiable alternative to things.  So when I sit down to do papers for these classes that I am told I need to graduate, I start asking myself those aforementioned things.  There should be a passion that arises from one's calling - a healthy lifestyle demands that you enjoy what you do everyday.  And while I'd like to think that I have chosen the correct path in life, my feelings do not back me up on it.  I need to figure out where I'm going in life before I end up at a dead end holding a bill and a shovel.

  Till next time, PEACE~!

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