Define: Michangelina

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I am both logical and imaginative. I’ve always been a daydreamer and a nightthinker. My ego is nerdy/random; I often have deep inquisitions about the Universe. My Universe is quite abstruse but mostly harmless. If you pursue my friendship, give me chocolate. Statistically, I'm normal, but by my twisted logic, I have an incentive that cries: survival of the uniquest!

Paranoia or Aprehensive Mind?

My demeanor has been complicated...

Don't tell me.
Oh, please don't tell me: "Adolescents think that their experiences are unique. They assume others cannot understand what if feels like to during that age."

I read that in my Psychology textbook for heaven's sake. I know cognitive development leads to reasoning power... I think it would be hard to assume that my opinion is biased. I honestly think, that what I experience is much different then anyone else. I doubt not what others think of myself-- I got over that a long time ago. What I really focus on is what others are thinking-- if they are thinking at all. Some people seem so empty. Their eyes full of constant conformity. So plain and simple. Their eyes look like video cameras, not souls.

Imagination ties into this. Are people loosing their self-awareness? Are they going into an algorithmic pattern of thinking? Question. Answer. Reason. Repeat if necessary.

No creativity?

I'm not saying all individuals are like this. I see many creative souls. Observing the chain of simpletons, worries me... I often find myself following that pattern-- loosing my sense of identity-- Often I feel inadequate, a speck of dust in humanity. What am I? What if someone didn't notice and fell right into its trap, would they change?

I can only thank all the creative souls out in the world.

Maybe it's just another paranoia frenzy.

(Rhetorical question: Paranoia or an apprehensive mind?)

6 comments:

Koishii_Ookami said...

You are odd. Explain more to me. I'm curious.

Cigydd said...

Is it only a coincidence? Maybe but today I complained about the same thing to my mother. My work is exhausting me, people expect that I would work and repair or create everything they'd wish… but they often seem to expect me to work as a computer. Furthermore, as a very ideal machine – without errors, without resting.
This is the human illusion of the algorithmicity of the world and an algorithmificability of a human being. As you say, one then doubts if he is still himself. That's not only a matter of relaxation. Let's save our souls!

Michangelina said...

Alewey, it's hard to describe in more depth. I just think some individuals appear blank. Eyes of stone. Falling into uniform conformity. They don't appear to have original, unique thoughts. No imagination. They live only in reality.

Cigydd, people do expect us to be perfect. Our brains are filled with errors. It's impossible to perfect anything, things can be measured in nanoseconds nowadays. I think you made it clearer. There is an illusion of algorithmicity. We work in patterns. Humanity successfully works together, but if one fails, do we all go down? May I quote you? :)

Koishii_Ookami said...

Ugh. You both use words I cannot understand. How cruel.
I get what you are trying to say now. The simple words you just said to me helped.

Michangelina said...

^

Well, I'm glad to clarify my observation to you. However, my "simpler" explanation is very basic. -_-''

*throws dictionary at you*

Now Brittany, don't follow conformity and my prediction won't come true? Okay! Cool. lol

Koishii_Ookami said...

Okie dokie. >.>

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