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...is none other than the bathroom. Make your own conclusions.
Anyway, i was thinking a bit, with something a schoolmate said working as a catalyst.
I was wondering what defines adults, sets them apart from kids or teens. What is an adult? What makes you an adult and so forth. I couldn't come up with much answers, so i thought what kids do... They play with toys, basically their life is childs play. Then again, adults play with toys too, but in more elaborated ways, disguising their activities. We do things that are fun, no reason to doubt that. Car races are like a play, or other sports.
We play videogames, where we fly spaceships, drive cars or command armies. Videogame platforms are electronic sandboxes. When we're kids, we play with plastic armies in the sandbox, when we get too old to play with toys, we disguise them as electronic armies, rather than something plastic.
I think all this comes forth from the will to extend one's ability, where one needs to reach a higher level of potential to be happy. An african kid is overjoyed if he gets a roof to live under, i'm filled with joy when i get a faster processor for my computer. Videogames(and why not other medias like movies and comics) work as substitute extensions, that don't last, but create an illusion of extending your might. A simple thing as a bike gives you greater ability, which strengthens one's self. Riding a bike in downtown feels more comfortable than walking, not just cause you go faster, but have greater ability than the ones' without a bike.
Childs play roots from the desire to have more potential. Same with adults, you want a promotion at your job, even though your current position might be of satisfactory.
So growing up doesn't really alter the fact that everyone likes to play with toys, even adults. Adults just don't have the "permission" to play with toys (as in ones' kids play with), because people would think it's weird, and unaccepted.
I'n my opinion, when becoming adult, the awereness of a human increases in a way... but i'll think about that later.
Anyway, i was thinking a bit, with something a schoolmate said working as a catalyst.
I was wondering what defines adults, sets them apart from kids or teens. What is an adult? What makes you an adult and so forth. I couldn't come up with much answers, so i thought what kids do... They play with toys, basically their life is childs play. Then again, adults play with toys too, but in more elaborated ways, disguising their activities. We do things that are fun, no reason to doubt that. Car races are like a play, or other sports.
We play videogames, where we fly spaceships, drive cars or command armies. Videogame platforms are electronic sandboxes. When we're kids, we play with plastic armies in the sandbox, when we get too old to play with toys, we disguise them as electronic armies, rather than something plastic.
I think all this comes forth from the will to extend one's ability, where one needs to reach a higher level of potential to be happy. An african kid is overjoyed if he gets a roof to live under, i'm filled with joy when i get a faster processor for my computer. Videogames(and why not other medias like movies and comics) work as substitute extensions, that don't last, but create an illusion of extending your might. A simple thing as a bike gives you greater ability, which strengthens one's self. Riding a bike in downtown feels more comfortable than walking, not just cause you go faster, but have greater ability than the ones' without a bike.
Childs play roots from the desire to have more potential. Same with adults, you want a promotion at your job, even though your current position might be of satisfactory.
So growing up doesn't really alter the fact that everyone likes to play with toys, even adults. Adults just don't have the "permission" to play with toys (as in ones' kids play with), because people would think it's weird, and unaccepted.
I'n my opinion, when becoming adult, the awereness of a human increases in a way... but i'll think about that later.
Alive, sort of.
Posted something for once, pretty random, but stress relieving with all the work at the moment.
Away Time
Haven't been to DA for two months, must be a record. Been busy and all.
Anyways, time to dump some of my old stuff here. Fanart only, for a number of reasons.
Inspiration...
...or rather the lack of it. I find it difficult to start a new picture, but once i get the engine up and running, i usually work longer. Also the fact that i can't get shots anymore, due to my booze reserves running low, makes things harder.. a shot a few times a week would be just dandy..... jk jk.
One thing that has come to rescue, is a daily sketch, that we need to do, well, every day. We pick a rather random subject and all draw from that. So far my favorite subject was RaptorJesus.
I had put my quest to find the manliest man on hold, until just now, though it doesn't really count since it's fanart... but Zelos is pretty and pretty
Onward a new bright future!
....and how cheesy did that sound?
hneeway, we're having plans about starting our own business, which actually seems very possible. All the people are very skillful at their respective fields of talent(s). Everyone's very different, so our work will most likely be something not tainted by a tunnelvision.
The main product of the company is not decided, since there is so much research to be done, in what is profitable.... personally, i'm happy if i can make a living with something i like to do. It'll be new-media related....
It's quite funny how there's people as different as we are, and it seems it's well balanced, with the extremes bring
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whoa. that's powerful stuff.
Of course, it went right over the top of my head.
After eading through it a second time, though, I couldn't agree with you any more. This is exactly the stuff that worries me about my brother. He's a jerk. A show-off. If something doesn't go his way, he pouts. And he's turning 18 next month.
I have one set of parents that live in germany. They never lost their inner child, and they've gotta be the most fun people i've ever met. They play with their dog, they personify stuffed animals, and I have to say that they'd never even be capable of embarassing me in public. My brother hates them.
It's my parents in St. Louis that would embarass me. They've lost their inner child, and if they go to drop me off at high school or pick me up from robotics or whatever, I'm afraid that they'll do something dumb to be funny, when it's just not natural for them to do it.
I dunno, maybe im just rambling, but your little journal entry has a lot of relevance to my life. At least im not the only one out there that understands it's alright to act childish every now and then.
Thanks for the insight, Huzba.
BTW- i still remember that you like playing with giant robots, is that so?
Of course, it went right over the top of my head.
After eading through it a second time, though, I couldn't agree with you any more. This is exactly the stuff that worries me about my brother. He's a jerk. A show-off. If something doesn't go his way, he pouts. And he's turning 18 next month.
I have one set of parents that live in germany. They never lost their inner child, and they've gotta be the most fun people i've ever met. They play with their dog, they personify stuffed animals, and I have to say that they'd never even be capable of embarassing me in public. My brother hates them.
It's my parents in St. Louis that would embarass me. They've lost their inner child, and if they go to drop me off at high school or pick me up from robotics or whatever, I'm afraid that they'll do something dumb to be funny, when it's just not natural for them to do it.
I dunno, maybe im just rambling, but your little journal entry has a lot of relevance to my life. At least im not the only one out there that understands it's alright to act childish every now and then.
Thanks for the insight, Huzba.
BTW- i still remember that you like playing with giant robots, is that so?