Chocolate

Chocolate holds the truth that all good things are limited, and that they need to be for our health and wellbeing, actually all things are limited, its just that we never try to stretch and see what we can get, how much of a bad thing we can get. The people among us who wanted to know how much pain they could take and were actually willing to try it have found the point they pass out at. The rest of us are just glad to know that if we do ever get into a situation that pushes that, we will pass out. We still hope it never happens. Chocolate also shows that about all things have a good side and a bad side for it is tasty, but will make people fat and give people diabetes, much as many a good time is had whilst drunk (most of them with friends) but few good times are had whilst hung over. At least they are not good for they person who is hung-over, there is no denying that their self inflicted suffering can be quite amusing for those who are not suffering.

Drugs

Most of us use drugs, for the effect they give us. Most of us being the ‘work force’ that is people who work to get the money they need to live (or to live in the style they enjoy). The drugs we use are not the drugs of typical junkies (although we may feel we need the hit and effect just as much). The effect we are after is not a depressant one, or a hallucinogenic one, we need the pick me up effect. We need that caffeine hit, our morning coffee or that boost we get from an energy drink. We do this so that we can concentrate properly, not faze out, get that report done, stay alert and awake on that constructions site, or that long drive. These legal drugs seem to give us the hit we need to do this (except in the cases of people who take their kids adhd meds) but does the fact that we seem to need these drugs just to make it through the regular structure of our everyday lives, indicate simply that our lives are too overladed, that we should take a break, a detox from our drugs and the lives we lead that make us need them?

Friends

Friends are something too special to be measured with numbers, friends are the people who enjoy spending time with us, who like our company, who care about us, real friends are a gift to be grateful for, especially if they are there for us when we need them, they are a luxury we can not live without, all though they are a luxury not all of us possess. They can be lost, they can be fought with and they can be gained, mostly they ort to be treasured (so long as they are good true friends and not backstabbing bitches) the numbers in the boxes may make us feel special for a little, they may reassure us that all is well in times of doubt. But they hardly compare to a night out, or a accompanied bike ride, or even just a lift home, or knowing that there is someone there, wherever they are, even if it is the other side of the world, that we can go to, and spill our heart to, that will listen and (at least sort of) understand.

Anonymity

Anonymity is one thing that the web gives us, or appears to give us, anyone can feel as though they can say what they want, because no one can catch them, we can tell someone on msn that we are a supermodel or the centrefold of the latest playboy mag, of corse they probably are not stupid enough to believe it, but then again, there are a lot of stupid people out there, and in all reality, the latest centrefold would use the internet, and have msn and a myspace page somewhere. But we are not as anonymous as we seem to be. We have ip addresses, spyware pretend anti virus viruses, internet governing bodies, and only a few cables linking countries internets that can be tapped, wireless connections that armature children hack into. We leave ourselves pray, posting online, revealing ourselves for who we are, or who we would like to be, sometimes just who we want others to think we are. But for all our pretend even given the fact that our international myspace ‘friends’ will never know who we really are, there are hints and personality traits that show through that some people can pick up on in even a fake internet personality. It is when we scare ourselves with who our internet personality has become that we may need to give it a rest, and just be ourselves, without the ip address, with the raised eyebrows understood, and that worried look, like a beginner ice addict with sunken eyes gets noticed, where what we say and do has consequences (other than the number in the friends box), where we laugh out loud rather than lol and if its something really funny our stomach hurts from it.

Starting conversation

It seems so much easier (especially on the web) to start an argument rather than a conversation. It seems that whatever point we raise or even question we ask, someone somewhere will want to not only disagree to, but want to argue with. We can not seem to just ask people for their opinions anymore because someone (especially within forums) will want to argue with it, is it so hard to accept that we are all different, we all think and feel different things, yet we do all think, and we do all feel. Have we forgotten those things we learnt as kids the first time we realised that our parents were wrong about something, that nobody is right all of the time, and nobody is wrong all of the time. Although learning it as a child was somewhat more interesting, going from thinking that the world was completely understandable and that we just didn’t have the knowledge or ability to understand it all yet, to understanding that the world was very complicated and full of contradictions. That realization that the people we trust do not know everything, that we will most likely never know everything, for some reason we found this shocking and some of us were even scared. We should have been excited, we should have known, that never being able to know everything means that there will always be something new to explore. It aught to stop us from being bored, it ort to engage us in conversation, to help each other find out what is real (not to fight to prove that we are right) and to enjoy the adventure along the way.