'Insensitivity' in the Matrix stylee

This is from a book that discusses the Matrix as if it were real. Now even though the Matrix may not be real (that we can discern, that is), I still belive that this is VERY relivant to EVERY one of us anyway (at least, its got my number).


“Humatons (humans still plugged into the Matrix) often say that ‘no man is an island’. In fact, this is exactly what Humatons are: isolated formations with no connection to or communication with anything around them.

Humatons live in their own private worlds, and such they never concern themselves with anything besides their own private comfort, security, and complacence.

As previously noted, Humatons have little awareness and even less reguard for each other’s feelings. This is not out of any innate callousness, but due to a complete incapaticty to perceive anything outside of their own feelings as ‘real’. Humatons see life as something happening outside of themselves, as if watching through the window of a speeding train or staring at the TV. The most intense feeling Humatons feel for each other (besides anger, resentment and sexual desire) is generally pity.

Huamtons love to pity each other, mostly because they are so deeply ensconced in self-pity themselves that they consider pity for others to be an act of generosity, even charity!

But essentially Humatons are indifferent to the feelings of others (and are somewhat numb to their own). When they talk of being ‘sensitive’ (and Humatons talk about their sensitivity all the time), what they are really refering to is their extreme touchiness, an ability to be offended by the tiniest of things, and to get puffed up with indignation at the drop of a hat.”

Hamlet: Act III, Scene II

Hamlet:
Madam, how like you this play?

Queen Gertrude:
The lady doth protest too much, methinks.

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God:
Sir, how like you my play?

Me:
The lady doth protest too much, methinks

God/Hamlet:
O, but you'll keep your word...

Hmmmmm

What would happen if at birth, you were given a list of things to get done in your lifetime? Would you do them? It’s interesting; because people always worry about purpose of life. If people were given purpose; given a set of goals to achieve, would we actually complete them?

And when we complete those goals, would we get the Alexander Complex? The Alexander Complex comes from Alexander the Great, who in his lifetime ended up conquering the WHOLE known world at the time. The last city he conquered was India; and when he took it, he sat down and cried. Why did he cry? Because he had conquered everything, and there was nothing left to do in his life.

...The ironic thing is; if he had simply gone over the mountains of India he would have found China :D what a shame.

Would you do them? Would you rebel? Would you become like Alexander? Would you follow your own path?Personally; I’d be interested in following it up. There’s nothing more interesting then completing a journey, because you never know what comes next. “There's always something else to be done” – The Pro-Active Person’s Code.

I see life as that exact thing; except the list is not physical. It transcends time; we’ve already completed it. All we’re doing, is understanding WHY we did it. At that moment of realisation, we die (of course, by die, I mean be elevated to the next stage of consciousness).

Think of life like a video game. When you complete the video game on the 2-D reality of the TV screen, you shut down the Xbox and get back to living you’re 3-D life. All we’re doing is trying to discover WHY we’re trying to complete the video game.

The princess is at the top of the tower, and we’re going to save her. But why?

Shinboner Spirit

'Shinboner Spirit'
is the name of our game
to never give in
is our claim to fame - The North Melbourne Banner

So im sitting at the game halfway through the 3rd quarter; miserable (we were playing shit). I was really angry at the team actually; “God, give me a backline”. The usually fierce cheer squad was dying down somewhat (being down by 70 points can do that to you) and the Big Guy who runs the cheer squad gets up, and shouts, at the top of his voice “I WANT EVERYBODY TO STAND UP!!! WE’RE GOING TO CHEER AND CHEER AND CHEER UNTIL THE BLOODY SIREN LIKE NORTH MELBOURNE ALWAYS HAS, YOU HEAR ME?!!??!!”

And then everyone stood up; like a Mexican wave, the entire lower level at the Telstra Dome stood up. A rippling sea of blue and white, it was one of the most moving things I’ve seen! “LET’S SHOW THE POWER THE SHINBONER SPIRIT!!! *chanting* NOOOOOORTH MELBOURNE!!!” and everyone started stamping, clapping, shouting, screaming! It was like the Orcs at Helms Deep from LOTR!! The ground was shaking; the police looked around nervously and moved down to the cheer squad.

And you should have seen the players react! The umpire missed a VITAL call in front of the goal; and the Power scored. Suddenly, the North players erupted and started attacking them! And the best part is, when the umpires tried to intervene, they had no power! And we were chanting to the umpires “RUBBISH! RUBBISH!” and suddenly the Big Guy screams out “THE UMPIRES HAVE LOST CONTROL!!” and even MORE chanting started up!

You should have seen me; I was screaming at the top my voice. I looked like I was having an epileptic fit; screaming, clapping, smashing my flag into the ground and stamping my feet!! I was part of the popular movement! I never understood how people could get so carried away in revolutions, when the crowds go crazy and butcher people in the street. But if people had gotten hold of that umpire…I don’t know what I’d have done.

But look; that was my anger release, probably a bad opening, because people might not understand when they read on; but that’s why THEY aren't Kangaroos supporters.

I’ve never felt more proud to be Kangaroo’s supporter. They truly are the greatest club; I would belong to no other. The level of commitment and love of club is unmatched by any other team, it’s blatantly obvious. And I only realised it after being decimated by around 100 points.

To be a true blue Roo takes more then just appreciating team, it has to be in the blood. I think it’s easy to see why there aren't many Roos supporters; you need to love the club to understand it. Never have I wanted to be part of a whole so badly. Never have I loved something in this way before.

Big Guy was right; we stayed to the final siren. EVERY SINGLE SUPPORTER IN OUR HALF OF THE GROUD STAYED! Clapping and cheering and stamping the whole way. We were actually SINGING OUR THEME SONG when the siren went! And when the siren went, I ran over to the side of the field and I clapped those boys off. Everyone did. We were louder then the winning team.

Lee Colbert; one of our greatest defenders, retired today. He came off the field clapping towards us, tears streaming down his face. I nearly started myself; im serious, I was THAT close.

Now; I thought he was crying because he lost on his last game, which is fair enough! But in the post-match report, he said “I couldn’t get over my club’s commitment. I’ve never seen such a following like the Kangaroo’s in ANY sport. The dedication they had to the team…it got me all emotional! We got destroyed, but it was one of the greatest games of my life. Thanks North Melbourne and thank you supporters”

Amazing...the North Melbourne banner, presented at the start of the game (written at the top of this entry) turned out to be ironically true.