I was just about to go to bed. Just about to.
It's just, it's just these 5-6 pages of questions every week. Annoying as hell. I usually do the philosophy reading without any nudging or suggesting, because I enjoy it. But having 5 pages of questions to answer makes me not want to read. And I don't. I just find where the question wants me to answer and I answer it. I haven't done the questions yet. They're due tomorrow. Been doing them in the morning. It is a bad habit lately. So I think about what I have to do tomorrow, and I think, fuck class. I'm not even feeling that well right now. So I set my alarm 2 hours forward. I'll just go to discussion and turn those stupid questions in. If I get them done. Jesus. That's healthy.
Well it is healthy in a sense I guess. Used to worry too much. Now not so much. But the academic discipline has literally decayed over the years. It is rotten now. Like a termite infested stair step that collapses under foot, and maybe even scrapes the inside of your leg where it will be annoying because of the sweat and abrasion.
And I get to thinking about the great glue monster. You know, general humanity. It has these goopy tendrils that it slaps on the deviants and it drags them in. It wants everything outside of it to become like it, as it, become it, essentially. Do something, say something, anything odd and outside of normalcy and you are dragged back in to be homogenized. At least in concept. Sociologically speaking. In our heads. I'm not suggesting that this really physically happens. Or something I dunno. But...
But I guess that is nature. That is how it functions. That is part of the structure of humanity itself, and to be any living extension around here you have to acquiesce to the framework of that form of life to exist as such. A small price to pay I guess. But I think I can still grumble about it. And there's always living at the top of some mountain somewhere, subsisting on the environment with beard and all.
I wonder if water ever gets tired of its liquidity, or rocks of their solidity. Is there an atom in there somewhere that is like, "C'mon guys, we should try vibrating a little more sometime, we should move around and do shit", only to find that the other atoms don't do that kind of thing and the lone atom is doomed to stay vibrating with that low activity that he is so tired of?
Ah well, you know how that goes.
It's not like I'm proposing nihilism.
Yeah. Fuck class tomorrow.
