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Disclosure of Information + 3d Printing: A New Age of Production To Come?
Sometimes saying less is more. Sometimes people need to learn to keep their mouths shut. We’ve all had traumatic experiences but there’s no need to blurt it out to every stranger you meet. It’s like a mental assault on someone - weighing them down with what they really don’t need to hear.
I’ve had people who I talk to for the first time disclose everything. It’s like being assaulted with all this emotional baggage. Like do I really need to hear about your your past drug addiction, your crappy job, or your abusive partner that you love so you won’t leave. It’s inconsiderate to the other person who probably has their own things they are going through but aren’t blabbing to the world.
Most of the time, the things a person goes through is because of poor choices they made in the past. Sometimes, there’s things beyond your control, but most of the time it’s people doing it to themselves. Plus, the past is an illusion that only exists in your mind. It means nothing in this moment unless you give it meaning and control over you.
I am a sweet, caring person but there is only so much my poor heart can take. Plus, if the problems that you have are the problems that you make - I am not going to feel sorry for you. You are doing it to yourself. If you don’t like your job, quit it. If you have past histories of drug abuse, go to therapy or a support group to talk about it. If you have an abusive partner, leave them. It’s not that hard.
The worse, is when someone asks my advice and they don’t like the response they get. Please don’t ask me just what I think because you don’t want to know. They want a sugar-coat fairy tales non-real outlook on things or pity or condolences. They don’t want reality to smack them in the face.
Apart from not wanting to hear your life story right away, please don’t ask me for things if we just met. It makes me think you’re a user who’s going try to suck me dry. If I offer, that’s one thing, but I owe you nothing. I’ll treat you with respect and kindness - just how I would like to be treated, but it doesn’t mean I am going to give you things. It also doesn’t mean I want to sleep with you if I am nice. I have this problem all the time, just because I am very friendly, people assume friendliness means I want to bed them. It is not the case. I am also not flirting when I am being nice, it’s just me being me. Also, don’t always assume everything is about you. That’s being really vain. If I had something to tell you, I would tell you, not send cryptic messages by blogging to the world. No one is psychic.
All I ask is for you to be considerate of my feelings and treat me like a human - not objectifying me as an object. I am not a prize to be won or a trophy to be displayed. I am really sensitive and have no desire to be mentally assaulted by your negative energy. Think before you speak. You never know how what you say and do affects another person.
With that being said, I was browsing a veggie forum, and found an awesome link about 3d printing. Will 3d printing make our production system obsolete? Watch the video here, it’s pretty awesome
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Today’s Lesson: People don’t change.
I am rather optimistic. I like to believe in the best of people. Sometimes I’m proven wrong.
I had tried to befriend a person and they just played games with me. I don’t know why. I was always forthright with my intentions but they made a mockery of me. I thought they were a person who got it. Who stood for peace and equality not cruelty. They turned out to be one of the biggest jerks I knew by doing things to laugh at me – not with me.
Bounce ahead, four or so years. I still wanted to believe the best of this person. I thought their duplicity was a result of peer pressure so maybe outside of that setting they’ll be a decent person. I don’t like to make a villain out of anyone and I try to see the best. I don’t like having negativity associated with people so I wanted to see if they had change in the past four years. My findings were conclusive that they haven’t. It’s the same old song and dance.
When I told my doctor that I thought this person would change, she laughed at me. I know I’m a completely different person than I was four years ago because I am always working on improving myself. I want to be the best I can be. Apparently, most humans don’t operate that way. They don’t change unless they have a reason to change – and even then sometimes they don’t. Most cases they get worse. I don’t get it.
I am always reading and educating myself. I try to talk to as many people as I can about anything and everything. I have a genuine desire to help the world. I have learned you can’t help the world until you help yourself first. It was a hard lesson for me because I always want to put everyone and everything else first but sometimes you got to make sure you are okay before you can make sure other people are okay. Even on airplanes, they tell you to put your air mask on first before helping others. There’s a method to this madness.
I am disappointed that there are jerks in the world. I always thought life was about living – I mean really living and not letting hatred or pettiness cloud your vision. I would like to think of the world as a big human community – like how we come together for things like Haiti. Why do we only come together in times of disaster? I think the world would be amazing if we kept the community spirit all the time.
This person is beyond my comprehension. I used to try to understand other’s perspective and points of view until I met them. I realize I can have no idea what goes on in another person’s head. It really isn’t my concern either. One of the hardest things I have is finding people who want friendship and connection. Just finding anyone who’s willing to accept love and kindness is really hard. Obviously, this person doesn’t. Not from me anyways.
It’s a hard thing for me to accept that I can’t befriend the entire world. I wish I could. It upsets me that there are people who hate me without even knowing me. That there is even hate at all. But that’s reality.
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Fighting Suburbia - A Reply to a Post
It is really hard in a capitalistic society to find the escape from the 9-5, marriage/domestic partnership, and suburbia. You have to fight against it tooth and nail and more. There are alternatives though. You don’t have to be a hamster in the wheel. It’s weird being on the outside of things when everyone else is in the “inside” and constantly trying to drag you back with them. You are picking a lonely path. It will be hard and long but the most rewarding. Friends and allies who where all for fighting the good fight fall to mediocrity and stagnation because they weren’t strong enough. It’s weird still identifying as a punk rocker and being 26. Most people who are punk rock are teenagers, raging against the system before conforming to the great machine. It is only in our capitalistic culture that “rebellion” is a stage of development - no other culture in human society has that. It makes me think of the Cocksparrer’s song, “Where Are They Now?”
Believed in Julie when she said how easy it could be
And I believed in Tommy and his written words of anarchy
And I believed in Joe when he said we had to fight
And I believed in Jimmy when he told us to unite
Where are they now
Where are they now
Where are they, six years on and they’ve all gone
Now it’s all turned sour
Where are they now
The kids always rebel, grow up, and conform so nothing ever changes. It’s easier that way, to fall into line, do what you are told to do, and be a cog. I, however, also chosen to resist. It’s really, really, really lonely though. It’s easier when you are young and in school. I don’t know how the system does it though, how it breaks the mind to consumerism and materialism.
I was sitting downstairs the other day, I am visiting my family, and they had newspapers and ads all spread out across the table. Something about some sports team was on the cover and I had this moment of realizing that all of it is fake. Just some giant masquerade being performed and speeding by you - that capitalism tries to make life a spectator sport. Like life is something that happens and sometimes happens to you if you get in the paper, but everything worth knowing or seeing is beyond you. This, my friend, is NOT true. Life is wonderful and happens all the time, all around you. You take part in it and help create this world. No god has ever come down from heaven and dictated this is the way the world is - the world is this way because of man. It has always been this way because of man. If you are a man, you can change it, just like men have done before you and will be doing after you. I suppose the secret to not becoming a causality of society, the living dead, a drone, an empty shell is to never stop living and thinking.
The moment you stop, they have you. It’s been said by Wendy O. Williams, “That the brainwashed don’t even know they are brainwashed.” And it is true. The machine and the brainwashed are inseparable - they are each other.
Another thing you will have to cope with is lots of flakiness. People in the machine relate to other people in the machine. They have common ground and on the same page. When you live outside of the system, you are outside of their comprehension. They might wear the same clothes as you, listen to the same bands you do, go to your shows, and talk a lot but they never do anything. They might listen to the bands but they don’t hear them or maybe they do and decide to ignore it. When faced with someone - something real, they get afraid and don’t really know how to act. They think they want something real but they don’t, they just want other condition drones. So, you’ll probably get treated pretty poorly by those who should be your allies. Your true friends might come from the most unexpected places but your connections will be real - not plastic. Sometimes these connections will last only moments or other times years, but when you run into someone who “gets it” - it’s really nice.
I guess the hardest part is how lonely it is. (I know I’ve mentioned it a few times, but it’s true.) I’ve had lots of friends who I thought “got it” who turned out to be plastic. You just got to brush it off and not dwell on it. They picked their life as you pick yours. Sometimes people get jealous of you because you are living life when they aren’t. You have to watch out for those people too. It’s by no means easy, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Good luck!
