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Jose Jones
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- Nov 22, 2000
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i am simply musing...
we spend a great deal of time celebrating our individuality. yes, each of us is unique.. well ... maybe? really? I suppose one could argue that at some point in the sequences of nucleotides I can truly argue "I am different..." And I could argue that no one has lived my life, seen the world through my eyes... lived my experiences... or could I?
i have often been one to say that we all want the same thing, but that we sometimes have different ways of trying to get it.
the smile is universal. a laugh indicates delight.
and all of us knows the face of fear.
where is the uniqueness? (any Kundera fans out there? remember Immortality?)
most psychiatrists and analysts will tell you that when people's minds crack, they break along predictable lines
sometimes i feel so, for lack of a better word, anonymous in a world of six billion... where am I unique?
(laughing: i clutch the steering wheel as i drive to work thinking.. "i'm not just another 30something white guy... i'm not just another 30something white guy...)
For all that we find in individuality, our beloved cult of personality, its nice to know that we can both hear the music and tap our feet in unison... its nice to know that you can understand my friendly smile. its nice to know that if i am hurt and scared, that you understand what that feels like.
what is so great about being unique?
(well, it is worth saying that if were all the same, all we might say to each other is "iknowwhatchamean... iknowwhatchamean..) (damn, but who says that isn't what we aren't already saying....)
we spend a great deal of time celebrating our individuality. yes, each of us is unique.. well ... maybe? really? I suppose one could argue that at some point in the sequences of nucleotides I can truly argue "I am different..." And I could argue that no one has lived my life, seen the world through my eyes... lived my experiences... or could I?
i have often been one to say that we all want the same thing, but that we sometimes have different ways of trying to get it.
the smile is universal. a laugh indicates delight.
and all of us knows the face of fear.
where is the uniqueness? (any Kundera fans out there? remember Immortality?)
most psychiatrists and analysts will tell you that when people's minds crack, they break along predictable lines
sometimes i feel so, for lack of a better word, anonymous in a world of six billion... where am I unique?
(laughing: i clutch the steering wheel as i drive to work thinking.. "i'm not just another 30something white guy... i'm not just another 30something white guy...)
For all that we find in individuality, our beloved cult of personality, its nice to know that we can both hear the music and tap our feet in unison... its nice to know that you can understand my friendly smile. its nice to know that if i am hurt and scared, that you understand what that feels like.
what is so great about being unique?
(well, it is worth saying that if were all the same, all we might say to each other is "iknowwhatchamean... iknowwhatchamean..) (damn, but who says that isn't what we aren't already saying....)