Plug Drugs
07-10-2012, 09:48 AM
i struggle a lot with dealing with people who are immoral and lie/cheat/steal, but if existence is all in my head and i created everything, then didn't I create those people who are immoral?
do we need to an invent an enemy in order to motivate ourselves?
My friend was once a very cocky jerk who was full of himself; but half a year ago, he moved out to north dakota to get a job and was living out of his car... But one night, his car battery ended up dying and he was stuck in the middle of no where. It was winter, and his phone had 10% battery life left with no charger. He didn't know anyone up there - shit was getting real to say the least.
So he started texting me, asking me what the fuck he should do. He admitted he was crying - and this was coming from one of the biggest bad asses I know, it shocked me. I told him that at 5% battery life he better just call the cops if he didn't figure out something by then.
Eventually, someone drove by him on the dirt road after a few hours and gave him a ride back to town, and his dad wired him some money to come back home. He told me on his way back home that he never realized how important other people were until then. In fact, other people were all that mattered. Even if he stuck it out and started making decent money up in North Dakota, what would be the point? He didn't know anybody up there; all his friends and family were back here; and to top it off, the girl to guy ratio in North Dakota is absolutely pathetic.
But his new-found sense of humility didn't last forever. He went straight back to being a tough badass - although he started acting a little nicer for a while, it didn't last very long. The point being, our social persona and our ego simply become whatever they have to be to benefit us the most.
When do we actually give a shit about other people? How do we change? Why isn't love enough?
do we need to an invent an enemy in order to motivate ourselves?
My friend was once a very cocky jerk who was full of himself; but half a year ago, he moved out to north dakota to get a job and was living out of his car... But one night, his car battery ended up dying and he was stuck in the middle of no where. It was winter, and his phone had 10% battery life left with no charger. He didn't know anyone up there - shit was getting real to say the least.
So he started texting me, asking me what the fuck he should do. He admitted he was crying - and this was coming from one of the biggest bad asses I know, it shocked me. I told him that at 5% battery life he better just call the cops if he didn't figure out something by then.
Eventually, someone drove by him on the dirt road after a few hours and gave him a ride back to town, and his dad wired him some money to come back home. He told me on his way back home that he never realized how important other people were until then. In fact, other people were all that mattered. Even if he stuck it out and started making decent money up in North Dakota, what would be the point? He didn't know anybody up there; all his friends and family were back here; and to top it off, the girl to guy ratio in North Dakota is absolutely pathetic.
But his new-found sense of humility didn't last forever. He went straight back to being a tough badass - although he started acting a little nicer for a while, it didn't last very long. The point being, our social persona and our ego simply become whatever they have to be to benefit us the most.
When do we actually give a shit about other people? How do we change? Why isn't love enough?