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Most unfortunately, I have been dwelling on American and worldwide politics. Differences in political parties, unconstitutional laws and decrees being enacted with little or no fuss, entire cultures being dismantled for modern hedonism.
But I digress.

I've come to this idea that, essentially, there are only really two basic options people should or would adhere to. (this line of thinking is based entirely on the "do it right or not at all" sentiment)

It may be oversimplified, but again, this is just my line of thinking.

The options are freedom, or servitude.

I, myself, am a libertarian at heart, and I would choose freedom. But with this, comes great responsibility. To backtrack slightly, the modern myth that libertarians are anarchists is not true. Hence why the names and parties are different. I believe in limiting the scope of government to that of one that would only exist to protect the rights of the people, use logical and ethical means to enforce these rights and laws, and to act on the country's behalf when addressing foreign leaders or dignitaries.
Now, to be free, in the sense that I am speaking of, means you have the right to do whatever, wherever, and whenever you want, providing what you do does not harm others in the process. You are born free and, gods willing, you will die free. Now, this means that you are also more responsible for yourself and your actions. You can determine the course of your life, but you must actively shape it, lest you lose control and suffer the consequences of your actions. This also means that you might not have a great life. There would be no way of guaranteeing you success or that you would prosper. It would be sink or swim, and the odds are even cut. You may live in a small apartment and live paycheck to paycheck, or you may be the next industrial tycoon, who knows? It all depends on you, and we can't hold your hand through it. The burden of freedom is yours to bear. Do so bravely.

And for others, namely marxists and socialists, there is only one true path that would fit your taste, and that is of servitude. Slavery. The connotation of that word conjures indoctrinated images of the South and whips and abuse, but think of it much like this...
If you were the servants, and the governing body the master, what would you want for in life? Work, food, money, recreational entertainment, everything would be provided for you. You would live a tranquil and peaceful life, and all it takes is your silent consent. No more decisions to trouble you, no more civil unrest, no more hunger, no more inequality, no more worry. That all has been taken care of for you. You simply must live and obey. How simple can that be? Your lives and thoughts would no longer be your own, but what is that in comparison to the potential horrors of the world? Why struggle to create a fire in the dead of night? Or hunt unfamiliar grounds for nourishment? Come sit by our fire, come share of our food. We only ask that you trust us, your master, to protect you. You are all equal in chains. No one is above you, save for us, and no one is below you. Isn't this what you want?

Entry 2: Morning

It rained very briefly this morning, and it was very enjoyable. I always feel more relaxed when it rains, and I largely contribute that fact to my childhood.

I grew up in Southwest Georgia and lived there for the majority of my life, and it would rain quite often.
There are few things in the world more relaxing than opening your window, feeling the air around you become heavy and humid, lying down in bed and listening to the rain patter against the roof and on the ground outside. Occasionally a breeze would pick up and push a cool wind your way, carrying the smell of pine needles and nature at its finest.

It's one of the things I miss most about my home, and it was a good way to start this morning.

Oh, and I burnt some incense last night, just to see what it was like, and I was actually impressed by it. I think it was called Vampire Blood or something... It was very relaxing

Entry 1: Life

We are only given a certain and non designated amount of time on this planet, so it is only natural to want to enjoy it while we can and find ways to add meaning to lives. I would even go so far as to say it is our duty to do so. This is not to say I believe in the #YOLO style of my millennial counterparts, for I think them to be basic and, in some cases, devoid of any common sense. While I believe it necessary to enjoy life, I also wish to maintain a sense of control and awareness of others. I can see and understand the allure of living life "as if there were no tomorrow", but for the vast majority of us, there will be a tomorrow. And the next day... and the next day. I fear the YOLO crowd, because of this old Native proverb "We do not inherit the world from our parents, we borrow it from our children." I fear that this new lifestyle will set up the ultimate downfall of future generations, but this falls under the purview of your own philosophical beliefs, so I will let this rest for the time being.

I believe finding fulfillment in life is to accomplish or possess certain items, lifestyles, and knowledge that we hold near and dear to our hearts, be it archaic or recently developed. Something that lends beauty and a sense of serenity to our standing views. Write a book, start a family, travel, learn to use chopsticks properly... These things are so simplistic, yet they are things we actively strive to do. Why? It is in my opinion that we, on some level or another, have a desire to grow as a person. Psychologists all around will tell you much the same, and it is from them that I obtain my assumption.

But finding fulfillment in the modern era is very hard to do... Everything has a cost. Now more than ever. I myself work at a minimum of 8 hours a day, 6 days a week (up to 12 hours a day in our busy seasons) for a produce transplant business and for minimum wage.
Where is the time afforded to read that book? Go visit this country? Spend time with family and loved ones? And along with the need for time, is that of funds. The world has a price tag, and money talks, bullshit walks.
We start out our lives with these simplistic goals set and a general path to these goals marked.. But with each passing year, the end becomes less clear. We put off this vacation to save money. We are too tired to hold in depth conversations or become a part of activities. "Tomorrow, things will change" we say, but Tomorrow comes, and we continue in our habit of working and hoping.

I fear reaching the end of my life, working today and putting off tomorrow, and wondering what it would have been like to do this or see that, but I also fear losing today in hope of a tomorrow. It's a confounding circle that we rarely seem to break free from. But when we do... it's sweeter than a Georgia peach.

What are your thoughts?

How to begin this...
How does anyone really start these things? Is it just what's on their mind at the moment? Is it a proper greeting to those who may chance upon it? I honestly don't know. Maybe a combination of the two?

Hello to all. I've created this as a sort of hybrid between therapy, confessional, and way to unburden myself of thoughts. I figured since this seems to be the trend, there may be something to it.

This is the first and, more than likely, briefest post I will make, and posts will be made quite sporadically unless others wish me to post more frequently.
But we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.