...the bell tolls for thee
Well, *sigh*, another year has gone, and Degen finds himself yet closer to death.
What is there to say really? One could write about the fact that the rest of the world seemes completely content with the fact that they are getting older, or perhaps that sometimes you evolve and grow while aging.
OR, what people might expect, some stories about what happened this past year.
But I dont really feel the need to do any of those.
What is really the point of celebrating the fact that it is exactly this and that many years since you crawled from your mother or testtube?
Is it a reason to give lovedones presents, or an excuse to get wasted on a weekday?
What is so special about a date?
(Since we live in a world guided by math, allmost all of it based on 10, would´nt it be more logical to celebrate every 100 or 1000 day we lived instead?)
One thought is that people need to feel important, to be the center of attention for one day each year. Not considering the fact, that at the beginning of this year, there were about 6519000000 people on this earth, wich should bring the average number of people being born on the same day to 17860273.9, not counting the years that are one day longer, or even beginning to think about the fact that perhaps birthdays arent evenly spaced out over the year.
If you were to consider that, perhaps you would not feel so special anymore.
It is strange really, that all over the world, the human race celebrate and mourn the dates when good and bad things happend. Since it is in the past, it has no relevance to our forthcomings except that we can learn from them what to do and not to do. But since they are in the past, and we learned our lessons, whats the point?
Some people would perhaps debate, that it is the fact that we hounour these moments that in fact allows us to learn our lessons. Ok, I can go with that.
But that still brings me back to my originall problem...
Why the h*ll do we celebrate birthdays?
I have a feeling that this is a rant that could go on for many many pages, but I think I´n gonna jump the my conclusion right now.
We celebrate birthdays for two (2, två, zwei) main reasons.
Take the opportunity to do something nice for the people we love.
Theres nothing wrong with that... right?
And the chanse to get wasted on a weekday.
Perhaps those should be one reason really...
What is there to say really? One could write about the fact that the rest of the world seemes completely content with the fact that they are getting older, or perhaps that sometimes you evolve and grow while aging.
OR, what people might expect, some stories about what happened this past year.
But I dont really feel the need to do any of those.
What is really the point of celebrating the fact that it is exactly this and that many years since you crawled from your mother or testtube?
Is it a reason to give lovedones presents, or an excuse to get wasted on a weekday?
What is so special about a date?
(Since we live in a world guided by math, allmost all of it based on 10, would´nt it be more logical to celebrate every 100 or 1000 day we lived instead?)
One thought is that people need to feel important, to be the center of attention for one day each year. Not considering the fact, that at the beginning of this year, there were about 6519000000 people on this earth, wich should bring the average number of people being born on the same day to 17860273.9, not counting the years that are one day longer, or even beginning to think about the fact that perhaps birthdays arent evenly spaced out over the year.
If you were to consider that, perhaps you would not feel so special anymore.
It is strange really, that all over the world, the human race celebrate and mourn the dates when good and bad things happend. Since it is in the past, it has no relevance to our forthcomings except that we can learn from them what to do and not to do. But since they are in the past, and we learned our lessons, whats the point?
Some people would perhaps debate, that it is the fact that we hounour these moments that in fact allows us to learn our lessons. Ok, I can go with that.
But that still brings me back to my originall problem...
Why the h*ll do we celebrate birthdays?
I have a feeling that this is a rant that could go on for many many pages, but I think I´n gonna jump the my conclusion right now.
We celebrate birthdays for two (2, två, zwei) main reasons.
Take the opportunity to do something nice for the people we love.
Theres nothing wrong with that... right?
And the chanse to get wasted on a weekday.
Perhaps those should be one reason really...
posted by Gustaf at 6:29 PM
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