i believe that the collective karma over my deplorable 23 years should land me on the primitive end of the wheel of rebirth. So then i hope i will be a dung beetle next life, in the warmth of the Serengeti of Tanzania, rolling excrement happily and minding my own business...only to be reborn as a human after collecting enough good karma over many lifetimes, and suffer the same torment of the karma wheel again. So this is what makes the world go round.
It's silly, i know, to go back to the noxious juvenile elitism of high school, but i can't help but wish i could adopt existential philosophy. Sure, to linger on the borders of society and not be affected sounds lovely, but realistically, i think most are too shallow to practice it. When you start to wear lots of black and then hint to others that you like (well, not like like) Camus, while trying to casually glance at reactions, i can't imagine you being a real existentialist. Oh, but to be an existentialist.
Fuck it. Let's just all be happy and get along equally, like the way Plato would have liked us to. Then good karma would just accumulate until we were all freed from the suffering of rebirth, and we could then all get along again, but this time, as bodhisattvas or nothingness; it's our prerogative.
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I think to be an existentialist, you have to be a little of a misanthropist and hope karma doesn't hit you in the ass like a spray of lightning. Ouch.
ReplyDeleteI loved how they taught us existentialism as susceptible, open-minded teenagers.