Monday, February 23, 2004

I love writing rants (AKA practice for my O.O.)
I hate being 13. I hate not knowing what I'm all about, or where life is going. People who say they wish they were young again are insane. Then again, most adults do seem to be pretty dumb, so it's entirely possible they lost all their memories of their previous years and sort of... metamorphisized (spelling? word use?) into what they are. Raving lunatics.
It seems to me that when you become an adult the only way you can look at things is from either a glum, life-is-just-plain-sucky view or a political view. They only think about common sense. If it isn't spelled out for them they're lost. If you try to convey in terms of, "How would the other people feel about it?" the usual attitude is "They can deal with it as long as they have a good situation to draw off of." Ok, so that sentence right there didn't make sense. I was trying to use mere words to express an attitude I don't fully understand myself. It's like, the residents of Iraq. They got bombed, shot at, pushed around, and basically caught up in a war, which they were. It wasn't a very nice thing to do to them, but apparently they'll be fine with their lost homes, relatives, and/or friends because now they're not ruled by a crazy dictator. Somehow, the way to solve problems in the world has become a big power-show. You win by overpowering the enemy. Yeah, it's a lot easier to beat up a guy than truly change his way of thinking, especially if you have armies and atom bombs and all that crap. But he's not going to be very happy about it, and I doubt anyone involved will be ecstatic either. It might sound naive or childish to say that we can all get along peacefully someday, but has anyone really tried? Think about this:
If every single person on earth tried to be giving, kind, and Christ-like (for lack of a "better" word), every person in existence, then it would work. No one would be putting down the peacemakers because that wouldn't be their goal. There would be no opposition, and the entire world would be overrun by peace and love.
What if everyone lived by the power rule? That whoever can incapacitate the other guy wins and his decisions are obviously better, and even if they aren't, whose gonna stop him? What would happen then? We'd be ruled by whoever had the most destructive power. Most people would be miserable, and those who had earthly terms of happiness would be far from the light of God and goodness. No one would be happy.
It doesn't have to be that way. If we could convince everyone to be a better person, then we really could live in a mushy fairy-tale-ending world. It'd still be better than eternal suffering, aye?
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