Land of the male

[Mitera Nikkou]

Well, in the end, it's not like there're any rule about what we should be doing, and how things should be. We make up everything: the rules; the laws; the cultures; the traditions; the formalities; the faith; the modesty; the morality; and other such things. Facts and truth don't have to be a concern if we so choose, and we can twist and manipulate said facts and truths to our liking rather than outright ignore them. And we can do that because our mind is pretty much a world unto itself, even if it has no choice but to be aware of this one.

I can understand that people can have different tastes, and find pleasure and enjoyment in different things, but the kind of stuff that has become common makes me wonder how I could be human. Even if I disregard my body, I still have the same basic mind as most other people, and yet the thoughts contained within, despite being brought up in the same world, are vastly different. There are so many things that make me wonder why people turn out the way that they do.

As much as I'd like to ignore it all, it's just too horrifying to look away from. And, I suppose, it makes me feel so alone that I desperately keep my eye out for someone out there who is like me. Even if I know, intellectually, that I can be fine on my own, I still feel a need to find a connection somewhere. I'm not really surprised since that's pretty much how the universe works: with relationships. I don't really count on encountering such a person in my lifetime, but one never knows. And perhaps the common thoughts and beliefs of people will change for the better over time... Perhaps when a time of absolute necessity arrives.

Who knows. Just some random thoughts, I guess. My drive and intention has always been a mystery to me.