Copyright 2005 Ben S. Pollock
Thursday, Feb. 3, 2005. Friendship needs addressing, maybe tomorrow. It’s not a reaction to a news item, either, like most Bricks. But it is a reaction, to how this subject broadly came up in me, even though I don’t know.
With this as the latest example, all writing is reaction, reaction to stimuli. All action and all speech is reaction. So anyone who says my stuff is merely derivative should study that flying doughnut and aim to jump on it.
Of course writing’s derivative. Those who don’t care for these meanderings, well they’re reacting to me, no? Hah hah, got you.
My beloved sometimes feels self-conscious about my concern for her day-to-day goings-on. I try to divert that by saying that I’m being merely selfish, that when she’s unhappy she makes me miserable. Sure it’s true, but complicated by being in love and thus having concern altruistically.
Sure, it’s all about me. It’s all always been about me, just like what concerns you ultimately is always all about you. Does that mean even believing and acting on profound religious faith is a means to an end, one’s selfish end? In this context yes. But why be so petty? Just accept one’s ultimate, instinctive selfishness. Accept it … on faith. –30–