Pouring rain down New York City. For one full day already. Around midday as I was admiring the water running down the empty streets who was also stealing the job of the car washers today, I saw a lady with a hooded rain coat, holding the umbrella for the dog that she was walking. At that point I thought: “Ha, that’s insane!”
A few hours later I ran out of cigarettes. So I went across the street, with the rain accompanying me. I didn’t run. I just walked and may I say I kinda enjoyed it. What can I say, a girl needs some rain now and then. A few people in the front of the store, trying to stay dry, looked at me like I was a nut case. Maybe I was. Maybe we all are. Nut cases one way or another. What seems normal to you might be extremely awkward to me and vice versa. So where is the point where you can say you trust your judgment? When can you be sure that your mind isn’t playing tricks on you the same way you think it plays tricks on the others?
Where is the point when you can say: “Hey, my taste in art is impeccable! And what you have here is not art…”Or when can you proclaim your boat floaters as being genius works? What does it take to get there? Is it education? Can you actually say that after you learn the theory you can also critique the very soul of it? After you critique the execution, what piece of knowledge entitles us to comment upon the feeling?
Do we go with the trend, learn from the others what we are supposed to like and what not or do we actually find those judgments in a corner of our minds, pure and unaltered by public opinion?
If so, where do those pure ideas come from, are we born with them? Is each and everyone of us a possible standards/trend setter? And if we are following trends, isn’t there a chance, at least a very feeble one that we might be wrong, as probably I was about that old lady who loves her dog so dearly that she prefers to protect him instead? Cause you know, I just love the way rain feels now and then.
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Pouring rain down New York City. For one full day already. Around midday as I was admiring the water running down the empty streets who was also stealing the job of the car washers today, I saw a lady with a hooded rain coat, holding the umbrella for the dog that she was walking. At that point I thought: “Ha, that’s insane!”
A few hours later I ran out of cigarettes. So I went across the street, with the rain accompanying me. I didn’t run. I just walked and may I say I kinda enjoyed it. What can I say, a girl needs some rain now and then. A few people in the front of the store, trying to stay dry, looked at me like I was a nut case. Maybe I was. Maybe we all are. Nut cases one way or another. What seems normal to you might be extremely awkward to me and vice versa. So where is the point where you can say you trust your judgment? When can you be sure that your mind isn’t playing tricks on you the same way you think it plays tricks on the others?
Where is the point when you can say: “Hey, my taste in art is impeccable! And what you have here is not art…”Or when can you proclaim your boat floaters as being genius works? What does it take to get there? Is it education? Can you actually say that after you learn the theory you can also critique the very soul of it? After you critique the execution, what piece of knowledge entitles us to comment upon the feeling?
Do we go with the trend, learn from the others what we are supposed to like and what not or do we actually find those judgments in a corner of our minds, pure and unaltered by public opinion?
If so, where do those pure ideas come from, are we born with them? Is each and everyone of us a possible standards/trend setter? And if we are following trends, isn’t there a chance, at least a very feeble one that we might be wrong, as probably I was about that old lady who loves her dog so dearly that she prefers to protect him instead? Cause you know, I just love the way rain feels now and then.
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One Response to “ When do we become judgmental ?”
OoooOOoOOOOOoOoooOO - you DO like me. You totally posted because I said so. I’m telling on you.
*sigh* If only it rained more here. We are in drought in Aussieland, have have lame water restrictions.
I demand you ship me some water.
One Response to “ When do we become judgmental ?”
OoooOOoOOOOOoOoooOO - you DO like me. You totally posted because I said so. I’m telling on you.
*sigh* If only it rained more here. We are in drought in Aussieland, have have lame water restrictions.
I demand you ship me some water.