Stephane Wuttunee
The need for space
December 31, 2009 |
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I'm not too sure how it happened, but somewhere along the way in recent weeks, by some unknown mechanism of events perhaps, it happened. I became a conspiracy theorist.
It’s a title that is both new and uncomfortable to bear, and frankly, I’m not so sure I even want it. Having slipped on this suit only recently, I have to admit it feels itchy. It feels so itchy in fact, that at times one starts feeling like a scared deer on the eve before hunting season. Is the government against us? What was the hidden meaning within that movie? What’s the real purpose behind this new law? What about…
My god.
It’s not that I think there’s no need for a certain level of distrust towards authorities, but rather that when one focuses on something too much, it becomes ridiculously easy to see everything else askew. Molehills become mountains, and a quiet stream of events can turn into torrential rivers. And that has certainly happened here.
For the past few weeks since this whole swine flu debacle, I’ve been furiously typing away article after article, trying to fire people up in taking action (legally of course), forgetting that the one thing that propelled me to come here and share my views to begin with is the one thing I’ve managed to lose track of: fun. In today’s jam packed information based world where something exciting is always going on, it is easy to keep building momentum with ideas and theories until all hell breaks loose and one ends up fighting his or her own shadow. I’m not saying that being informed and proactive isn’t good, but for myself at least, the balance has been lost. It’s been lost and I plan to reclaim it.
A keyboard and some ideas aren’t going to make that big of a difference in the greater scheme of things, so a reality check might be in order. Around my apartment, I can see a few pieces of hobby equipment that have been seriously neglected. My digital camera (a Nikon D90, for the camera buffs out there) has been whining for me to pick it up and play outside with it. And I have an Oblivion mod I’d like to finish for release as well, since a lot of people online have been asking when it will be done. Then there’s my local park and the waterfalls to explore, the increasingly maddening atmosphere of Christmas shopping to get into (can’t believe I actually said that), and much more.
In other words, there is more to life and living than waiting or trying to outsmart the next global chess move. Sometimes the game plays itself, you know what I mean? The Universe, I am told, is quite smart. It may even be smart enough to handle its own affairs without outside meddling or interference. Regardless of the outcome of where we’re going as a civilization, one can take pleasure in the idea that long journeys usually involve more than one driver and that the right destination eventually gets reached anyhow - whether it’s by intent or accident.
Look out world. Time to sit back and have some fun again!
Stephane Wuttunee[!gad]I'm not too sure how it happened, but somewhere along the way in recent weeks, by some unknown mechanism of events perhaps, it happened. I became a conspiracy theorist.
It’s a title that is both new and uncomfortable to bear, and frankly, I’m not so sure I even want it. Having slipped on this suit only recently, I have to admit it feels itchy. It feels so itchy in fact, that at times one starts feeling like a scared deer on the eve before hunting season. Is the government against us? What was the hidden meaning within that movie? What’s the real purpose behind this new law? What about…
My god.
It’s not that I think there’s no need for a certain level of distrust towards authorities, but rather that when one focuses on something too much, it becomes ridiculously easy to see everything else askew. Molehills become mountains, and a quiet stream of events can turn into torrential rivers. And that has certainly happened here.
For the past few weeks since this whole swine flu debacle, I’ve been furiously typing away article after article, trying to fire people up in taking action (legally of course), forgetting that the one thing that propelled me to come here and share my views to begin with is the one thing I’ve managed to lose track of: fun. In today’s jam packed information based world where something exciting is always going on, it is easy to keep building momentum with ideas and theories until all hell breaks loose and one ends up fighting his or her own shadow. I’m not saying that being informed and proactive isn’t good, but for myself at least, the balance has been lost. It’s been lost and I plan to reclaim it.
A keyboard and some ideas aren’t going to make that big of a difference in the greater scheme of things, so a reality check might be in order. Around my apartment, I can see a few pieces of hobby equipment that have been seriously neglected. My digital camera (a Nikon D90, for the camera buffs out there) has been whining for me to pick it up and play outside with it. And I have an Oblivion mod I’d like to finish for release as well, since a lot of people online have been asking when it will be done. Then there’s my local park and the waterfalls to explore, the increasingly maddening atmosphere of Christmas shopping to get into (can’t believe I actually said that), and much more.
In other words, there is more to life and living than waiting or trying to outsmart the next global chess move. Sometimes the game plays itself, you know what I mean? The Universe, I am told, is quite smart. It may even be smart enough to handle its own affairs without outside meddling or interference. Regardless of the outcome of where we’re going as a civilization, one can take pleasure in the idea that long journeys usually involve more than one driver and that the right destination eventually gets reached anyhow - whether it’s by intent or accident.
Look out world. Time to sit back and have some fun again!
Stephane Wuttunee
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