Back in business. I couldn’t write for awhile because I wanted to install an SSD in my laptop. The Fujitsu BIOS settings locked me out from changing a few things, so I couldn’t install Windows 10 on my new SSD. So I reverted back to my old hard drive and it seems slower than ever since Windows 10 is full of background and internet bloatware that slows old PCs down. Shame on you Fujitsu for not allowing your customers to install Windows OS on another hard drive. That means shame on you Lenovo for buying out Fujitsu’s consumer PC department, though I think I bought my laptop before they were bought out.
Basically, this means I have to go to their service centre located on the other side of my country not knowing if my BIOS can be unlocked for free. So I have to take time to go and wait in line without knowing if it can be fixed.
In other news, I’ve been part of a cello ensemble for awhile and now I’m part of a cello ensemble group my teacher organises. This means twice a week practicing outside for at least 2 hours and performing maybe twice a year. And his teaching is showing me all people can benefit from ensemble training, no matter how good or bad they are. But I have questions relating to how not good the older learners of the cello are, I’ve been told your learning capacity dwindles at age 30, like a sponge that absorbed enough water. But my observation of these older people learning from my teacher is they ask pretty good questions, but they ask about rudimentary motor skills I thought anyone would learn rather quickly with some practice and firsthand experience. And I observed their participation with their cello is somewhat reluctant or cautious, almost discouraged by themselves to play their cello. Which gets me thinking, when I get older will I suffer the same symptoms and not be able to learn another instrument at the pace younger people learn? In my scouring of my insides mentally, I cannot fathom anything right now that would slowly accumulate into such behaviour and separation from my physical experience. These older people act as if getting older, you don’t want to experience or do something with your physical body to fulfil an objective like learning how to play an instrument.
Older people tend to dislike heavy exercise and it shows in the muscles of their bodies. For me though, I feel refreshed when I exercise to the point of feeling sore the next day, it’s like that moment of weakness I already feel stronger physically. Or maybe because I know by seeking my own weakness of my muscles I will actually become stronger the next day and get in a little better shape. Getting older I grew to appreciate older people that look normal, i.e. no fat belly, strong legs, in good shape, because I’m finding that I took alot of the physical activity afforded by highschool for granted. When you’re working, there’s practically no time for exercising nor any awareness that people would like to exercise to look normal. The bosses of businesses just saw that the entire perception around wages and salary works to their benefit, so they don’t question this system and abide by it to their own advantage and benefit. The whole idea of classes of people based on salaries and savings is an artificially made up idea that most believe in to their own disadvantage and detriment, often common huge sacrifice from their lives to the bosses of these businesses. The media is geared towards citing differences rather than enlightening us on our great similarities: we all shit the same way, there is no royal ass whose shit doesn’t stink, which implies the physical design and the reality we’re in is one and the same, we all come from the same seed, the same design. The mental differences, reflected in personality and predisposition and intellect, come from our genes so in a way you can say we are not smart by our own choice, nor are we dumber by our own choice. We are born into a set of genes that preordain our intelligence or dumbness or slowness or quickness, and while time gives us maturity and status and wealth, I feel that is plainly abused for self interest.
BUT we all die. We all face ourselves in the evidence of the life we’ve personally lived, and know better than to ignore our honesty as to what we have really done in the context of continuing or stopping this whole universal existence that existed way before humankind. I read Lao Tzu and he alludes to “a way” that gives life to each one of us, time and circumstances bring us to maturity, that is what the good protect and what protects the bad evil people in the world. We quibble and complain about our money completely ignoring the existential harsh reality we face that we all die at some point very soon in the context of existence’s lifespan. Which is that we know what happens at death, but we don’t want to know so we pretend we don’t know what happens at death, and we amass around ourselves internally and externally, this self interest forgetting the interest of everyone counting every single last human being, the predicament we face which we KNOW when it’s our time to die.
The big predicament of humanity is our intelligence is the rearranging of genes in our DNA, that we certainly did not choose to become smarter or dumber, we are only that smart by the time we’re born, and the human experience a vital part of it, is money, status in the society, and power to influence our own world to look and feel better to us. We see the difficult people and the easygoing people, we see our ancestors have hoodwinked others for their own benefit, their own self interest, at one point we join, become obsessed with money or family or love or friends, or power or status or internal wealth and wellbeing, and once we reach our limit in those categories it’s time to die and we’re shitting our pants. The big problem is why has our definition of intelligence been purely used for self interest, why is it so tempting to copy and follow in their footsteps, when humanity’s existence is showing us, we’re being fucked by something from another realm, maybe the afterlife and Heaven, our intelligence is forming conclusions that in spite of us shitting the same way, in spite of our physical design being one and equal, we accept and allow a system that takes advantage and diminishes the most people, and gives all the physical sensual experiences to 1% of everyone, and it’s normal to want to be one of the 1% through our efforts? Hasn’t intellligence told us it’s impossible to be one of them, because they organized the money, political, business, job, family, consumerism, capitalism, investing, system (basically everything that actually matters and is important to decide the rules of engagement for everyone else while giving themselves a god mode bank account or pass) to work for the 1% that’s existed since humanity existed. The key is abdication by all of us our own dignity, and acceptance and allowance of these rules that apply to most everyone except for the 1%, to actually become real rules with real consequences if we don’t abide by them, any one of us. Except for the 1%.
The funny part is everyone else equals everyone else. No 1% can run the world. We have all the physical power, but because of a few faulty definitions of what it means to live written in the laws, and we are taught to abide by the law, we end up quite isolated in a way, by our money we own. We’ve been divided and conquered, I’m being divided by my attention from Facebook and Snapchat and Instagram, I’m allowing and accepting myself to be conquered by the 1% that apparently has all the power, and all the money, and all the rules for making money to never work in my favour only to the 1%’s favour.
The longer I’m here on Earth, the more I have the conviction that creating money is just a swapping of definitions in the minds of men and justifying a sense of value from the work you’re doing. That’s how lawyers and doctors argue how valuable they are to society. But erase the existence of janitors and people picking up their trash, and you have a dysfunctional society with trash. Art depicts money creation the best. You make up a picture using various symbols, some the people already know and some are new and according to your insight of the society, the picture is made a real picture by some processes you do, and you earn money when your peer agrees that this is valuable shit that looks nice and/or triggers thinking in a meaningful way, agrees on the price you set for the picture and buys it. And when you have people that like your ideas behind your pictures and buys regularly. That’s money. That’s how valuable the money system in its rules is.
I argue it’s not the making of a greater quantity of money for one person i.e. myself that’s valuable, it is the creation of more useful ideas and physical products and services that preserve the environment from its invention to its actual creation that must benefit everyone, that’s value. I don’t put emphasis on making money, because it’s pretty arbitrary. It’s based on what people did and thought of your profession, which ends up as a certain amount of money for doing that profession, and that’s your status and power in a nutshell.
Money is not preordained. Human personality and intelligence is preprogrammed, preordained. Cultures are not preordained. The way we interact is not predetermined. Language is not predetermined, but we’ve made it predetermined. What if “the amount of money” anyone has or makes is made second priority through the rules that govern the interaction between each other as the money system’s laws, what if that is second to giving people more than enough money to move and create useful stuff in this world that preserves and benefits climate change, giving people enough money to have an actual voice in the world on the Internet and in politics, and giving people enough money to actually live a dignified life. I’ve been in a salesperson’s life before. It’s far from being dignified. I guess it’s common across the spectrum of types of jobs.
Why do I say sales is not dignified. You have no time to exercise. You give up holidays. You give most of your time to being a sales. You’re left with little time to do your own things and pursue your own interests. Your salary is pretty low compared to some other ones on the top of my head that could have been easily my job if I worked towards it. You hear shit about your work and you get shit from the company so from your boss when they promote you without raising your base salary. When you get promoted, you’re responsible for more work with no gain in your salary, you work more and you get paid less compared to how much you’re doing for the company. People identifying with the company and putting their heart into their work for the company is branded useless and promoted extraneous expenses according to your boss. People doing the dirty work of organizing the stock and actually selling the products is not worth much, pretty much a very cheap thing to buy from the population of my country. Everyone is expendable and is practically nameless because no one is valued at the company as reflected by the wages and lack of pay raises. Appraisal forms are filled in and comments listened to with no action on the part of your boss or company. The boss gets the meat of the profits because of a historical definition of what is valuable in a business.
No boss ever considered that giving like you would want to receive in lifestyle, working hours, salary, would have resulted in a vastly more efficient and more potentially profitable business. Again it’s the boss seeing the definitions work to his advantage and keeping quiet about it, giving a pittance to most everyone except for himself and maybe a few high ranking employees. But enough about me for today.