divendres, 12 de maig del 2017

Not knowing what to do

As I find myself in the middle of a philosophy test that I'm not even taking (because it's not even worth the try anymore) I feel that I'm doing a huge mistake and that I'm consciously walking into the biggest failure of my life yet, and taking into consideration who I am, we could agree that that bar is set up very high. Yet still, I'm going to raise it even more.
And here I sit, being a complete and utter failure and constant disappointment to everyone, but I don't even care. I'm pretty sure that I don't even care about pretty much anything, I'm only able to feel a general sensation of anxiety  (which has become something permanent for me) and the lack of sleep that is starting to get hard to ignore.
And there he is, the philosophy teacher, walking around the class with what could be considered my death sentence by his hand, looking so small (like seriously, he's very small) but being so enormously annoying (and feel free to tell him I said that if you feel like it) and giving us a quantity of work that could easily outsize him. I'm so not going to cope with everything another year. I'll just fail again, and then I'll die.

But well.  There's nothing that I can't do right now. And we're all going to die anyway, David included. I'll bug him when we're in hell as a sort of vengeance.

Being about to become extinguished (I wish)

Human beings are awful creatures that deserve nothing but being completely vanished from Earth for good. We keep killing each other for the most stupid reasons that our limited minds could create. We fight in the name of an all-mighty fictional character that has the same chances of being real as Santa Claus (not trying to sound offensive if you're a believer) who says that our existences should be as quiet as possible and if someone tries to make something with her/his life that leaves a bit behind what he says, deserves to be stoned to death.
We create wars in order to win land that gets destroyed in the process and, if it was conscious, would hate us even more than I do.
We let other humans live among misery and starve to death in order to complete a stupid collection of papers which are given a huge value when at the end of the day they're nothing more than that, just a bunch of colored papers.
We have created a society that probably excludes like 80-85% of itself just because of who they are, how they have been born, where you must do what you are told or otherwise the other members will hate you forever and make your existence impossible.
We're nothing more than just a bunch of accidents that were created in a crash between two big rocks that somehow believes that it's entitled to everything, including, literally, everything.
We suck so much as a race. We really do.

But well, by the (not so) recent turn of events it looks like we're about to become extinguished; if Trump doesn't kill us, Putin will, or the Noth-Korean guy, and if they don't, the artic will melt and we'll be drowned.


I can't wait for it :D.

Being dead.


I believe that at this point we're all dead. Keeping up with 2nd of Batxillerat has killed us all. Well, I'm pretty sure that I was already dead long before that, but just by looking at everyone else's faces it's easy to see that we've been murdered.
And even though I'm aware that I'll fail and next year, while all my classmates are at college, I'll still be here, I can't get the strength that it takes to do a final effort to get better grades at the subjects that I'll actually pass.
It's not laziness like everyone thinks. It's just that I'm dead.
I find it kind of funny because everyone keeps telling me that I should try to make it, I should try to pass philosophy and Spanish, but it's pretty much impossible. I'm supposed to do in a couple of weeks what I haven't been able to do in 2 years of Spanish and 1 of philosophy.
Maybe I can't do it because I can't focus. No matter how hard I try, I just can't. And when I try, my anxiety decides that it's a great moment to pop up and make everything worse.
Or maybe I'm just dumb. I think I'm dumb. Or maybe just happy.
All that I know is that for the past two years I've become a needless and empty vessel that somehow manages to pass a few tests with two meals a day, three to six hours of sleep and not a single second that won't be regretted later. Apart from that, my ability to focus has disappeared and my anxiety has gone from "a lot" to "taking over your entire existence".
I hate everyone. I went from "slightly annoyed person" to "grumpy the 2nd dwarf". I hate even more that I'll be doing this awful 2nd of Batxillerat thing for two years of my life. And I hate even more to be told that "I'm not trying hard enough/should try harder/shouldn't give up".
Why fight for something that's already lost?
Would a blind person be asked to read? Then why someone as dumb/useless as me is asked to "try harder"? 
I'm mentally dead anyway. I just keep moving foward because of inertia.

Not being able to focus

During this awful year that 2nd of Batxillerat is, I've been having serious issues to focus. Back in the day like, 2 years ago, I didn't have a single problem with just sitting down and studying, but nowadays it's just impossible. As soon as I sit, I start to get anxious and I can't read or write properly, so eventually I just stand up and start wandering around the house. And I just can't help it. I can't stay focused for more than a quarter of an hour/half an hour. So I get bad grades (even though I would probably get them anyway). And in order to make it right, I have to study harder, which was the first problem, and I really just can't. Everyone keeps telling me to "try harder" but I just can't, it's not as easy as they think. It's not that I don't want to do it, it's just that I can't. It's getting harder by the day, and when I think about it and try to find a way to solve it, I just get even more anxious and have it even worse.
Perhaps it's because I have a huge amount to work to do. I know that most times, teachers give us that amount of work because that's the way things are and they can't do it any other way, but there are other times that some ones, like for example our beloved philosophy teacher, that gives us a huge amount of work that is completely useless and that he doesn't even check, just for the sake of making us suffer, enjoying making things hard for us. Or at least that's what it seems.
Then many people fail and drop out, never go to college and never make anything with their lives. And if they don't make anything with their lives, they don't make anything with everyone else's and nothing ever changes; and just by that, we are stuck forever in a loophole where everything is bad and hard and Rajoy is still president and out country is a complete and utter mess that makes it hard for people to study and work and change things, and it goes on and on.
So, is it our philosophy teacher's fault that Rajoy is still president? Yes. Did I just got distracted again? Of course. Did I just drifted away from the topic that I wanted to talk about, like always happens when I try to study? Definitely.

Do I even know what I just wrote? No.

Being a bad person

From time to time, I start to think about how much I hate everyone, and I wonder if it makes me a bad person. I sometimes realize that I even hate some "close" friends of mine.
Does it make me a bad person? When you think bad things about the people that surrounds you, when you have awful fantasies (like fantasizing about preforming a mass murder in high school and killing everyone), when you believe that some people shouldn't exist, and you say to yourself "I'd murder this one if I could". Does that make you a bad person if the thought never leaves your brain?
If you From time to time, I start to think about how much I hate everyone, and I wonder if it makes me a bad person. I sometimes realize that I even hate some "close" friends of mine.
Does it make me a bad person? When you think bad things about the people that surrounds you, when you have awful fantasies (like fantasizing about preforming a mass murder in high school and killing everyone), when you believe that some people shouldn't exist, and you say to yourself "I'd murder this one if I could". Does that make you a bad person if the thought never leaves your brain?
If you fantasize about murdering people, but you actually never preform the murder, and you never tell it to anyone, does it make you a bad person?
You have the idea, but you never do anything about it. You just have the idea, which is something you can't avoid. And if you can't avoid it, does it mean that us, humans, are just evil by nature? Are we just evil creatures that manage to control their "evil impulses" to live next to each other just because we need it in order to survive?
Yes.

divendres, 31 de març del 2017

Is jealousy natural?

Is jealousy natural?

I have two dogs. And bigger one, and, obviously, a smaller one. 
They share their toys. And they usually ignore them, but when one picks up one and starts playing with it, the other one will appear out of the blue just to try to take it away from the one that has it. She could have been doing anything, yet still if either one of them sees the other one playing with one of the toys, they will try to steal it away.
A while later, when one of them has managed to steal it and the one that had the toy in the beginning has finally given up and left, the "thief" will get tired of it soon enough and leave it behind, forgetting how much she has fought to get it. Sometimes (this is usually done by the bigger one, taking advantage of her size, even though they both do it), they will take the toy from the other one just to hide it away. The stealer won't even play with it, she just buries it somewhere so the other won't find it and won't be able to use it.
But, that is nothing compared with how they react when one of them is interacting with a human. Several times, it has come to a point where they bark and sometimes even attack (not in a serious way though) at the one that is being paid attention to, till the point where that one leaves sacred and confused, and the attacker approaches the human like nothing had just happened.
What I am trying to prove with this, is that jealousy is indeed a natural thing.
Dogs are probably the most basic creatures on earth. And despite what humans like to believe, we are by no means better than them. We are nothing but wild creatures that somehow have managed to create a language and a society.
We could just extrapolate what happens with my dogs to humans, creating a theory based on the fact that since dogs, better than us in almost every aspect (decency, kindness, loyalty…) feel jealousy, we, a lesser, more selfish and evil race, definitely feel it too.
Commonly, we use the same definition for envy and jealousy, but according to this article from the website “Psychology Today” they are not the same. While it defines envy as “a state where you experience yourself as lacking something that will lead you to be admired as much as you secretly admire the person who has the desired attribute or possession you envy”, jealousy is defined as assuming that “someone else is receiving the attention, love, or adoration that you want for yourself, which is provided by someone from whom you want it” creating a threat to your relationship, and leading to “an anger response that may result in aggressive and offensive behavior”.
So, in a certain way, this definition could easily be a justification in order to stop this essay right now, since it confirms that jealousy is indeed natural, somehow caused by the fear of losing someone/something that we love against someone else who may seem better, and fear, being the powerful emotion that it is, leads us to do anything in order to keep that someone/something from being stolen from us.
We are, after all and like I said before, nothing but wild creatures dominated by our instincts, that, no matter how hard we try to repress, always end up consuming us. So, from my perspective, jealousy is a natural thing. But in no way I’m trying to justify it; we, the so-called “”” superior and intelligent race”””, should learn how to at least control ourselves from bothering other people (and perhaps even hurting them) because of our instincts, we should analyze the situation and realize that most of the times, we have no reason to be jealous, and if we do, it is probably a lost cause anyway.
So, as a final conclusion, even though it is natural, we should try to control it.



diumenge, 12 de març del 2017

Not being inspired

I don't feel inspired and I don't know what to write about.
I am incapable to understand why all my so-called inspiration leaves me when I need it the most. As the huge procrastinator that I am, I forgot to write all the posts and I have to do all of them now. And I just can't think of anything to write about. It's annoying, because, like every other human (I guess) my mind goes on and on the entire day, it doesn't stop thinking at any time, not even for a second, but when I need it the most, it just abandons me.
I don't know what to do about it. Maybe a little bit of organization would help; that way I wouldn't find myself with all the posts to do in an afternoon, but I don't know. It's just not for me. I do what I do as I do because I want to whenever I want to.