Brain Wave #24: Everyday is a Summer Vacation
Brain Wave #24: Everyday is a Summer Vacation
I witnessed a moped being stolen when I was younger.
Around a week ago my mom was on the phone with her dad, I don't even remember any bit of the conversation other than the fact that my aunt was mentioned. That being my mom's brother's wife. The last time I saw her was quite some time ago, I was much younger. In our religion, at least once in a lifetime, we sort of go on a pilgrimage: we have to visit certain Hindu temples that are located around India, they're not across the whole ass huge country, but it is still quite the road trip. Just do your own research if you're interested. My and my uncle's family and a couple other cousins (I think? I got very vague memories of back then) were in a big ass SUV with extra seats at the back facing both directions. Having had multiple of these trips, again I don't remember which one it was in particular as I would just sleep or look outside the window the whole time while listening to music. However I do remember that I was sharing the extra seats with my aunt at least. From what I remember we arrived in the city that we're supposed to be in, or maybe we were passing through a city, but we did stop at a crossing with lights on a two or three lane road, so y'know that the light isn't gonna become green for a bit. As I'm looking out the window I see this guy pulling up with his moped and parking it at the front door of a convenience store, leaves the engine on as I guess he'd be in and out quickly, but as soon as he walks in two other dudes take advantage of the opportunity to snatch up the vehicle and run for it. It's India, nobody cares about the traffic, it is a big world in of itself. Everything happened so quickly, and me I just didn't know how to react: I'm so far away from home, I never witnessed such thing, and most of all it's not something that happens everyday in the world I built inside my head. However, my first reaction is to look towards my aunt, sure that she saw what I've just seen, and I don't wanna say that she looked unphased, but of course she wasn't shocked as I was. Just thinking about that turn of events I thought to myself "why was it so 'normal' to her?" and the answer it's kind of straight forward: of course she grew up in completely different circumstances where seeing something like this was normal, everyday maybe.
Around a week ago my mom was on the phone with her dad, I don't even remember any bit of the conversation other than the fact that my aunt was mentioned. That being my mom's brother's wife. The last time I saw her was quite some time ago, I was much younger. In our religion, at least once in a lifetime, we sort of go on a pilgrimage: we have to visit certain Hindu temples that are located around India, they're not across the whole ass huge country, but it is still quite the road trip. Just do your own research if you're interested. My and my uncle's family and a couple other cousins (I think? I got very vague memories of back then) were in a big ass SUV with extra seats at the back facing both directions. Having had multiple of these trips, again I don't remember which one it was in particular as I would just sleep or look outside the window the whole time while listening to music. However I do remember that I was sharing the extra seats with my aunt at least. From what I remember we arrived in the city that we're supposed to be in, or maybe we were passing through a city, but we did stop at a crossing with lights on a two or three lane road, so y'know that the light isn't gonna become green for a bit. As I'm looking out the window I see this guy pulling up with his moped and parking it at the front door of a convenience store, leaves the engine on as I guess he'd be in and out quickly, but as soon as he walks in two other dudes take advantage of the opportunity to snatch up the vehicle and run for it. It's India, nobody cares about the traffic, it is a big world in of itself. Everything happened so quickly, and me I just didn't know how to react: I'm so far away from home, I never witnessed such thing, and most of all it's not something that happens everyday in the world I built inside my head. However, my first reaction is to look towards my aunt, sure that she saw what I've just seen, and I don't wanna say that she looked unphased, but of course she wasn't shocked as I was. Just thinking about that turn of events I thought to myself "why was it so 'normal' to her?" and the answer it's kind of straight forward: of course she grew up in completely different circumstances where seeing something like this was normal, everyday maybe.
Doesn't that make me wonder, make me think not just on a psychological perspective of how humans recognise certain events because of past experiences, but why are our lives so repetitive?
I'm slowly losing it everyday.
You see, in my head it's not just about the repetitive reality of Indian vehicle theft (that sound way more serious that it is lmao) but it's about the pilgrimage, the trip, the memories, what the fuck is all that about?
You see a lot of people out there, who are able to of course, make their lives a cycle between studying, friendships, family life, holidays, and lots off shit that we keep experiencing everyday as humans. But in my head that's all just repetitive, in a sense that in someway we try to experience as much life as we can, but most things are pretty much done already. I'm so not phrasing this well, I am just not able to. Say in a lifetime someone grows up studying, making friends, working, fucking hell I've already listed this shit; we are always following a "path" that was designed to basically shape who we are as people, and let us experience the world. And don't get me wrong I'm not saying that you shouldn't study, get a job, go on holiday when you can, then repeat, I do it myself and it's not like I got a new layout of life in my sleeve. I'm just saying that things from working 9-5 to I don't know how many fucking people have seen the Statue of Liberty at this point?! We subject ourselves to so many things that have already been done, and prioritise some because??? I don't know they're relatively important. Don't get me wrong, there aren't that many things out there that can "be done for the first time" and I'm not saying that you shouldn't go see the Statue of Liberty, they got the best lemonade I've ever had there. But fucking hell sometimes we subject ourselves unconsciously to such things, holy shit I work in a convenience store and there is people getting the same ass drink everyday, like are you not sick of that shit?
Also as well as I'm not saying shit like "OmG yOu'Re StUcK iN tHe MaTrIx, We'Re AlL sUbJeCtS oF iT aNd We ShOuLd BrEaK uP tHiS rEpEtItIoN" (that took way too long to type) but fucking hell that's just a bunch of bullshit, for as long as I know I could be subject to the "matrix" heck I like girls with di- BAD EXAMPLE but you get what I'm trying to say.
Somehow and for some reason we try "new experiences" and make memories from experiencing what others, maybe our ancestors, have experienced, there's basically nothing new to experience out there, unless you're a rich billionaire who wants to go to the unknown depths of the sea with a badly crafted submarine...
Look at it from a different (positive you could say) perspective it's almost like building a time capsule for everything that has been experienced during all lifetimes. It would be cool to have a sort of 4 dimensional projection at places like Times Square to see all the people that have been there across time, even though somewhere like there you won't be able to see a thing, but then imagine there was a place that was completely empty, spooky scary skibi- yo nevermind.
I'm just a pondering soul. Thinking about the fact that your everyday life isn't doing something that wasn't done before (now that I think about it, thin about universal uniqueness,,, not going in there, let's stay down to earth) doesn't really bring solace to me, thinking about how everything that we're doing we're just redoing over other people who have had the same experiences, and again sometimes even our ancestors, our parents. In a way it's also unique for every single person's experience, I sort of touched on that previously. Just thinking about all this shit is kind of weird, ironically I'm repeating myself with my own words.
As always, maybe I should've done some more research about what I'm talking about, I'm not gonna lie I think this might be one of the subjects I'm writing about that intrigues me the most "why are our lives repetitive?". All of this just by looking at holiday pictures, having gone on pilgrimage a long time ago, and having seen out of my world at the time.
I'm slowly losing it everyday.
You see, in my head it's not just about the repetitive reality of Indian vehicle theft (that sound way more serious that it is lmao) but it's about the pilgrimage, the trip, the memories, what the fuck is all that about?
You see a lot of people out there, who are able to of course, make their lives a cycle between studying, friendships, family life, holidays, and lots off shit that we keep experiencing everyday as humans. But in my head that's all just repetitive, in a sense that in someway we try to experience as much life as we can, but most things are pretty much done already. I'm so not phrasing this well, I am just not able to. Say in a lifetime someone grows up studying, making friends, working, fucking hell I've already listed this shit; we are always following a "path" that was designed to basically shape who we are as people, and let us experience the world. And don't get me wrong I'm not saying that you shouldn't study, get a job, go on holiday when you can, then repeat, I do it myself and it's not like I got a new layout of life in my sleeve. I'm just saying that things from working 9-5 to I don't know how many fucking people have seen the Statue of Liberty at this point?! We subject ourselves to so many things that have already been done, and prioritise some because??? I don't know they're relatively important. Don't get me wrong, there aren't that many things out there that can "be done for the first time" and I'm not saying that you shouldn't go see the Statue of Liberty, they got the best lemonade I've ever had there. But fucking hell sometimes we subject ourselves unconsciously to such things, holy shit I work in a convenience store and there is people getting the same ass drink everyday, like are you not sick of that shit?
Also as well as I'm not saying shit like "OmG yOu'Re StUcK iN tHe MaTrIx, We'Re AlL sUbJeCtS oF iT aNd We ShOuLd BrEaK uP tHiS rEpEtItIoN" (that took way too long to type) but fucking hell that's just a bunch of bullshit, for as long as I know I could be subject to the "matrix" heck I like girls with di- BAD EXAMPLE but you get what I'm trying to say.
Somehow and for some reason we try "new experiences" and make memories from experiencing what others, maybe our ancestors, have experienced, there's basically nothing new to experience out there, unless you're a rich billionaire who wants to go to the unknown depths of the sea with a badly crafted submarine...
Look at it from a different (positive you could say) perspective it's almost like building a time capsule for everything that has been experienced during all lifetimes. It would be cool to have a sort of 4 dimensional projection at places like Times Square to see all the people that have been there across time, even though somewhere like there you won't be able to see a thing, but then imagine there was a place that was completely empty, spooky scary skibi- yo nevermind.
I'm just a pondering soul. Thinking about the fact that your everyday life isn't doing something that wasn't done before (now that I think about it, thin about universal uniqueness,,, not going in there, let's stay down to earth) doesn't really bring solace to me, thinking about how everything that we're doing we're just redoing over other people who have had the same experiences, and again sometimes even our ancestors, our parents. In a way it's also unique for every single person's experience, I sort of touched on that previously. Just thinking about all this shit is kind of weird, ironically I'm repeating myself with my own words.
As always, maybe I should've done some more research about what I'm talking about, I'm not gonna lie I think this might be one of the subjects I'm writing about that intrigues me the most "why are our lives repetitive?". All of this just by looking at holiday pictures, having gone on pilgrimage a long time ago, and having seen out of my world at the time.
I've been able to walk properly in the past few days, which makes it much better not only to live in general, because walking with a cane is quite annoying, but also I got some plans for when I go back to uni, so I'm looking forward to them with much more excitement! Also I've finally ordered my new laptop, so maybe (emphasis on the maybe) I can get out of silver in Counter-Strike, pray for me.
Good bai for now, poposwag
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