Existentialism and Sartre

Philosophy has been the subject occupying much of my time lately. It seems to directly coincide with literature, which shall always remain my primary interest.

I began peering into the seemingly infinite world of philosophy through Sartre; I found the existentialism that he coined to be rather overrated. Absurdities, dissolving the objective and object (not social) nausea are all I've adopted, but I'm glad I've discovered his work. Without Sartre's philosphies, I wouldn't have explored my own, less counterintuitive, thoughts, nor would I know why Kafka and Dostoyevsky's works are classified as vaguely existential.

My own ideas are a bit nihilistic, but much less depressing. Existence seems to have no true definition, and, from what is generally considered the (male) psycological perspective, our yearning for our own destruction or morose emotion seem obvious. However, there is one force or aspect that is rarely denoted as positive in nihlism, that, for my philosphy, is imperative to an explanation to our existence on earth consuming as much time as it does, other people. (Another idea I've played with is man's amusement from pain. Think Caligula, it could be possible man sees the parallel of his most prominent feature, life, in "things" he kills slowly. Man may enjoy seeing himself dying slowly as a wounded animal as opposed to ceasing life efficiently. [This is completely irrelevant to the idea I'm attempting to express.])

With my philosophy, superiority and inferiority cannot exist, for every existence is equally unimportant to the universe. This creates a psycology which makes interaction much easier, as we all partake in this experimental process. However, this also relies on my ideas not being universal; society needs an opposing philosophy for a classless system to exist, for people practicing my belief would look for a rational system within it. Otherwise, this is simply an aspect of Marxism which will meet the same, socially inequal, fate.

Explanations Without Apologies

So, I've decided not to move my older posts to this blog. I'm content with their current placement; most of them had bits of information relevant to the class, anyway.

Not thinking about much lately, at least, not pondering things I'd like to blog about. One could say, I'm in a bit of a slump, but I'm happy in this slump. Lost in the ignorant bliss of writing terrible poetry and listening to 'The Smiths' and 'Joy Division.' I've always related to this music, but I'm happy to say I can't now. I simply enjoy the sounds and the reinforcement of empathy.

My poetry seems to be flourishing. I think I want to be a failed poet; my meter is generally much too classic and I still use rhyme schemes, but my vernacular is obviously modern. I'll never have to worry about the burden of genius, maybe a personal perception of brilliance or importance, but never genius.

Seperate Blog for Things Not Pertaining to Class

As the name suggests, I have decided to create a seperate blog for typing things that do not necessarily have to do with my digital imaging class. I shall be removing my "recreational blogs" from my original blog and moving them here over the next few days when I have spare time.