In short, we’re slaves of our own secretions.
The brain takes what it likes, from what we happen to do outside our skulls. If we fall in a pile of … ummm .. how can i put this nicely, as if you didn’t get it by now, our brain hopefully will release any and all chemicals telling us NOT to do that again, or it will release that again, and make us, and itself, feel like we’d be that pile of whatever. If we do something good, like ….. breathing … well, we live to tell about it and hopefully have the chance to release endorphins for something pleasant happening to us (i’m not gonna give any examples, that would be subjective and i’ll try not to be, but i’m not making any promises)
We, my fellow humans, are slaves, in “the year of our Lord” 2009, have failed to get rid of the biggest slave maker in human history. Our own, little brain which hopefully is not so little, or you’ll click the first flashy ad that pops up without second thoughts like a member in good standing of this wonderful consumer society.
No matter how much we try to get away, from the enslaver, we will never do that. At least with current technology. Some might say meditation releases our true self, bla bla, our soul reaching new heights, detaching from the bla bla, evolving. Ok, think about this: meditation, new stimulus, no physical movement, so it’s like party for the brain, no hand-eye coordination and STILL it gets to receive input, hey .. do nothing and receive something? i’m down with that. So even then, it sends off addiction-making substances telling our consciousness, to do it more often. And we as humans, trust ourselves first and foremost (if not, seek therapy or become famous teaching others how to do it) so we believe our own chemical sugestions and we repeat, that which provided us with those chemicals that we ourselves secreted. So we come to “like” meditation, which by some people’s beliefs is supposed to “release” people, from the flesh imprisonment. WROOONG.
However, this, i hope, will be the only enslaver of humans, now and for as long as we continue to exist, having this genetic manifestation a.i. human form.
And i say this because our brain is encoded with, what i see as life’s true purpose, its sole reason for existence (i mean all biological life, don’t get cocky cuz you are self-aware, human) life itself. Thus, procreation is “built-in” as the “why bother to..” reason, for anything we do.
We exist so far, only to breed and make technological advances, to make our lives easier so we have more time to find different mates, to create biological diversity, which is one of life’s self-defense mechanisms, against extinction from other bio-environmental factors (viruses, disasters such as floods or whatever else you can think of) because by creating 10000000 variations of the human genetic code, you increase the odds of at least ONE of those, to be at least resistant if not immune to, something that every other, is not, thus life’s purpose is protected. The europeans are a good example of that, their genes have become resistant to the plague, after the outbreaks that occured in medieval times. That’s why south american natives, became ill when exposed to our diseases and viruses. If you don’t think it true, first check http://latinamericanhistory.about.com/od/theconquestofthemaya/p/08mayaconquest.html which is just something i dug up to prove the point.
We’d be too stupid to breed, if our brain didn’t tell us, hey i liked it, do it again. It’s sort of like having a best friend that never betrayed us, but that has its own agenda and ideas of what we should do.
Objective one: make more of this genetic code, in combination with as many other genetic codes. And so far, guess what .. we fell for it and as long as humans keep doing it, there will always be a “next generation” of humans.
Drugs, booze and everything else are just, temporary side-tracks, but perhaps some of them make us want to breed, even more (weed, or so i hear).
This is not to say doing drugs, is ok tho, not until we know ALL the implications, or at least the effects on SOME of the gene combinations. Some can smoke a truckload and not feel that much, while some live next door to the weed truck smoker and catch half a loop of smoke and they can’t get off the couch for hours.
Wait it out, watch others die off, then decide if that’s what you want your purpose to be.
Hehe, personally.. i wanna make life’s purpose a reality and not deny it nor hold myself above my own secretions’ powers over me. In case you hit too many walls too many times and think “naughty” things when you see the word “secretions” i am referring to the BRAIN’S CHEMICAL SECRETIONS….. perverts .. shame on you… ![]()
But then again, that’s how the human brain works, that’s how the brain knows it has done all it can, to make life’s purpose, have a chance at happening. When “secretions” happen, meaning … ejaculation…… then the brain knows “the deed is done” so it gives us an orgasm, as a “job well done” pat on the back…. By natural selection, males that did not do this, failed to pass on their genes fast enough to compete with the males that did that consistently, thus they became … extinct.
I say be the slave, it can be worth it…. but be a slave to your body, don’t let your body be the slave of something outside of it. Hey, it’s a fully stocked bar in there, why ask more?
And yeah i AM anti-drugs…. sue me. And yes, that WAS a completely subjective matter. But after reading all this, can you blame me ? Well, sure you can, if you’re on anything right now. If you are, go to the substances part, whenever i’ll have a sleepless night again i’ll think of something to write there too, for now, keep it to yourself.

Friday, 30 October, 2009 at 14:36
W33333333333333333D is so happy…and it makes meeeeee happy… look at all the rabbits with the carrots up their arses.
Friday, 30 October, 2009 at 14:43
that is wrong, on so many levels i won’t even touch it…