Line of Sight

Posted by on Jul 15, 2010 in 2010, choken sounds, Choken Word, psychology, slider, Survival


We are the predators. The perpetrators. The exiles. That have hunted our own people and made them our slaves. Have locked them in boxes and sold them, to get paid. There is no sport like hunting an armed man. The ones who wish to do us harm in our lifespan. We have practiced our skills with a bow and a gun. Sharpened our blades and waited for the hunt to begun.

On holiday we go out into forests stocked with deer. Sit in our camouflaged stands and wait nobly as we peer through the scope. Hope that a prized overfed animal will walk by. So we can connect to the primordial we have lost. The feeling of tracking ones prey. Taking meat back to the camp where our children play. Using every part of the animal to revamp your life. Build shelter and make needed clothes. Maybe store food for the winter which is sure to come. A life-cycle repeated so many winters as we follow the sun.

Now we drive through and order our grade F meet. Open up the freezer and grab an ice pop for a treat. Drink coffee to wake up in the morning. We all need a stimulus to keep us all going. I watched two movies tonight. Walked out of one and went into another without a fight. 3D modeling is used to trick the eye and entertain. The plots of each should never be written again. Formulas we have all seen repackaged and seen on the screen.

Our movies are a mirror of our culture. Blockbuster pictures are the nexus of the culture we port, to other cultures who hang onto our every word we report. Terrorists hate the culture we produce. They see it as evil and an affliction on the earth we abuse. And I hate to tell my countrymen that I sadly agree. I never grew up wanting to play this game of fake monopoly. I don’t apologize to the Taliban who abuse their people. But I admit some of their concepts might be worth addressing.

We are all the ones that can now be blamed. Life became too easy. Finding food and shelter were no longer our primary function. We redirected our energy back to the primal action. To kill a man who is armed is the biggest of sports. Find a reason to hate him and his culture and that becomes even easier to sort. For there is no morality to the way we all live at the moment. No harmony with the planet for which we should all seek atonement.

For we are all predators at the core as our brains have evolved. Top of the food chain, we now have solved. Every major issue a species could ever have. Now we must relate to each other with the brains we have used to survive. With no natural enemy we have finally arrived. Predators we are of our own species. Killing each other virtually or in person to be free. For we never will forget our basic nature that has made us succeed. Line of sight. Steady as she goes. Pull the trigger and watch it blow.

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  1. crystl37
    July 15, 2010

    Excellent globatron, excellent! Very interesting. . . and very true. Truly thought provoking-you never cease to amaze me, keep it coming!

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  2. Greg
    July 15, 2010

    First that is an awesome graphic from Call Of Duty, I play that at least once a week and love the game. Humans have always found an outlet to target their more primative instincts. We are usually at war, conflict or some other struggle in our existance. I would say we are closest akin to the Great White shark that never stops moving because it can’t. Struggle is part of our integral being, we need challenges and ambition to give us momenteum to move forward.

    I think that there is a saying, what does not grow, dies.

    We channel this in new ways today, we use video games, paintball, other forms of recreational conflict/contest. I think though in the more socially/economically depressed areas the recreational becomes far too real and a way of survival for them. It is no longer recreational but their reality in life as they see it. The need for identity is based on what your status in the “pack” is, this is based on your street rep or perceived threat to the others. Through that perception you are guaged and respected. That I believe is where the problem has become, when people are so socially/economically/culturally depressed this becomes reality.

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  3. globatron
    July 15, 2010

    thx again Angie.

    Thanks for sharing Greg. There is a real purity to the reality you speak of I feel.

    I believe one of the problems on this planet is that we actually don’t have the struggle that our species needed to evolve. Now we make struggle out of thin air. We create enemies to hunt, virtual or real.

    If we knew what it was really like to hunt and track food. To starve. To use every part of an animal to feed a family for weeks. I believe we all would have a very different perspective on life in general. We might decide to be better neighbors. Better husbands. Better humans.

    Or not. It’s nice to think about though.

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  4. Akbar Lightning
    July 15, 2010

    there is no reality where Man is not vulnerable to mass consciousness, to the tendency to deny awareness…

    this is a great work, and represents what i see as a growing mystical acceptance in your work globatron, the kind that enables more nuanced expressions of reality…

    people who enjoy awareness, who enjoy confronting the spiritual edges of consciousness will always be a minority, a shamanistic brotherhood, and i have accepted that, and have come to revel in it…because it gives me purpose…

    the singularity…the return to nature…apocalypse…regardless…there is no solution to the problem of being other than mystical acceptance and an enthusiasm for the chaos of the universe…

    i’ve been thinking about how (now that games have been brought up), that if one wanted to design an adventure, no better one could be developed than our world…of course, if one wanted only pleasure and perfection all the time, then this world is not that…but if one wanted to discover personal potential and explore ideas of mind-blowing complexity, then our world is perfectly suited to such a quest…

    i was playing COD MW2 last night, helz yeah…there are two approaches to looking at these video games…one, the intelligent player realizes the absolute randomness of war, and would only be affirmed in playing of the absolute ridiculousness of engagement…and two, the non-intelligent player is excited by the bells and whistles and longs for a more realized experience…because he/she is disconnected from the self-preserving instinct out of which social cohesion arises…

    humans are quite capable of regressing all the way back to primate animal instincts…it is rampant…civilization is the process of taming primates to work together..it is a constant and tiresome and tedious process that will never end…but it is a practice of loving devotion

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  5. globatron
    July 16, 2010

    it is one hell of a game Akbar. that is for sure. i could not respond to this today and still can’t find the words to tell you how much I appreciate your feedback. thank you.

    how does one know that they are a shaman? the answer is? drum roll. we all have the potential. it just depends on what level of the game you are in. how many times your avatar has spawned and what you have retained / learned along the way. how much knowledge do we retain from past reincarnations I wonder?

    there must be a human earth algorithm (simulation) running on some posthuman future ancestor’s iPhone somewhere. we are definitely being watched. if we aren’t then I feel this is truly a sadistic evolutionary experiment gone wrong. it just feels nice to think of some sort of heavenly being watching over the ants.

    I said a very long prayer earlier (in the Christian tradition of my past) and it felt really good. God if you are up there, send us a sign. And please don’t make it another oil spill.

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  6. Greg
    July 16, 2010

    God hears Globatron’s prayer and ponders the request…..”he wants a sign, how about an OIL SPILL…..wha wha wha wait….oh damn, I already did that? Fine. Ok, then how about George Steinbrenner dying suddenly……oh wait, wait….nope already did that. Man this is going to be harder than I thought, what else could I send that will prove to Globatron that I hear him. Hmmmm……wait, I GOT IT. I will introduce him my most amazing creation. And we shall call him Greg.”

    🙂

    Ok sorry if this offended anyone but I really couldn’t resist. Hehehe.

    Looking for that same sign Globa and have not seen it yet. Perhaps I am looking too hard. Wow knows.

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  7. globatron
    July 16, 2010

    Funny Greg. A good laugh for sure. Thank you. I needed that.

    yeah I should have clarified, a “positive” sign.

    I can definitely see the oil spill being a sign, just not the kind I’d like to see right now.

    How about a frickin super hero type figure is realized. One that is not just Jesus but Jesus with a cape (supermanish). Who can bring world peace and keep us from blowing each other up. That would be the type of sign I’m looking for right about now.

    Even alien intervention would be nice.

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  8. Greg
    July 16, 2010

    Dude I will tell you right now, I AM NOT WEARING SPANDEX.

    Didn’t you watch The Incredibles? NO CAPES.

    Ok without sounding to pompous and ass like, I honestly thought that might have been my calling, purpose when I was young. After having so many experiences that should have killed me I began to wonder what was the reason I was unharmed. I kinda chalked that up to stupid narcisstic fantasies. Who knows. Yeah Globa I am so with you there on the hero thing but I honestly wonder how the world would react to such a figure.

    If you are ever in the mood to read comics there is an excellent graphic novel about Superman called Secret Identity. It is kinda a parallel universe story set in our reality where a kid actually named Clark Kent finds out that not only is he like the namesake in the comics (which exist in this book) but he has all the abilities as well. It is a fasinating take on the subject and how if someone like this did exist we would most likely crush them without fear and governments. Anywho I am off to get working, PEACE OUT, happy Friday people.

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  9. Akbar Lightning
    July 16, 2010

    i have, for a long time, had the idea that war was so persistent precisely because it is remembered by those who have survived…in other words, there is a psychological mechanism at work…

    when somebody has engaged in the chaos of battle and survived, while seeing others perish, there is a psychological tendency to ascribe meaning…

    in other words, a whole different notion of glory and warfare would be given to us, were we able to hear from those who died horrible deaths on the battlefield…

    as an aside greg, you seem to be in a rather good mood lately…happy to see that…

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