What do you value?

People are ridiculous. “What do you value the most in life?” This idea came from a topic of discussion that Josh brought up yesterday, and I just thought it a really interesting question. Money? Fame? Beauty? Or as I call it, the superficial, dehumanized aspect of our once happy world? Well, I’d like to think our world was that great at one point. People seemed to have forgotten the simplest things. What were once things that had to be fought for, have now become of the lowest importance.

I value morality. Okay, that just made me sound like this scary, conservative religious freak. But really, this has nothing to do with religion, nobody seems to understand what in the hell morality is. The nature of so many people is sickening – manipulative and evil, all hidden under a giant facade. They just don’t seem to understand the importance of having a conscience and the concept of being a fucking human being. Complexity, in itself, isn’t a bad thing at all, but it’s all bad when people use it to induce harm upon one another. Being “good” isn’t a societal norm that’s up for breaking because people feel that it’s dull and pointless; the idea of being good is there for a reason. It exists to prevent pain. Something so simple as that should be easily understood, right? Apparently not, because people seem to enjoy being fucking assholes to each other.

I value peace and serenity. Cheesy? No, it’s the truth. I hate posers, they need to fuck off with their little “make love, not war” t-shirts and whatnot because that shit is disgusting. This is probably just me, but technology has become such a bad distraction from the things that truly matter (call me confused and conflicted – because that’s what I am). I’m just a bit fed up with this use of technology to pass the time. It’s not stimulating. I feel as though I’m slowly deteriorating along with my poor brain cells. What does this have to do with peace and serenity? Oh I’m getting there. I went to China one summer and I was without my computer and other devices for a month. And I’d like to think that was the happiest time I’d had in a long time. I felt so free, writing in my journal everyday, reading in the hot summer weather, taking in everything around me. It’s nice being observant, without a computer screen staring you down. The humid atmosphere was calming in the most unconventional way. That was peace.

But seriously, wouldn’t life be so much nicer if everyone was just chill? I feel like people have become really uptight over nothing. Conflict breaks out over the smallest, most mediocre problems. There is so much unnecessary hate up in the air that nobody can let go of.

I value pride, and not the annoying ass cocky kind of pride, but the self-respect kind. This has nothing to do with stupid ass conservatives thinking that women should stop fucking everyone, but about putting yourself down. “I’m so ugly, I’m so fat, I’m so stupid, I’m so disgusting, I’m so flat, I’m so pitiful, I’m so gross-looking.” You’re never going to hear that from me because I love myself too goddamn much to say shit like that.

I value education – if you think ignorance is bliss, then you’re fucking kidding yourself. It’s not going to make you happy to be in denial, it’s going to make you weak as hell. Go ahead, be another part of the majority of sheep in the field. Be ignorant, be another feeding the machine. Go on, live life being controlled.

I value…what’s that word for not being a dumbass? I don’t even know. But I’m going to begin this one with a big ole’ “I don’t care what people say” because I really don’t. I mean, considering me, they probably have nothing to say. High school hierarchy. Oh I can’t even begin my thought process when I see some bastard suck up to someone else for the crappiest of reasons…because they look like they’re “cool” or something stupid like that. Instead of doing the “point and laugh”, I’d rather do the “point and shoot head off”. I feel like I can just ridicule them until I hurt myself doing so.

I value dreams. As people grow older, their beliefs seem to slip away. A lot would argue with me on this and say that the opposite happens, but I’m talking about this sort of naivety that only children possess. Oh man, the imagination that comes along with this package is truly amazing. That sense of innocence and idealism cannot be recovered once it slips away. As a teenager, I want to keep it for as long as I can.

I value living. So who wants to enjoy life? “Life is too beautiful to spend it in a cubicle.” Trees are pretty nice, with their hot little leaves and fat bark. I’m just saying that some people should take a look at what they’re missing, all for a few extra dollars of cash. I’ll leave you all at that.