Today I woke up early
Early means it was before 12:oopm. It was nothing out of the ordinary but I was left pondering a thought as I looked under my chin and around my jaw, I am fat.
Fat in an unhealthy, poor eating habit, lacks exercise, smoker kind of way. The kind of way that when you’re a fully metabolized child you don’t think about. You see old people with beer guts, puffy kegs of meat and hair, and think, I’ll never look like that! But, fast forward ten to fifteen years, and you’ll find that you are starting what that old man has finished and soon your tits stick out and your belly catches the shit that drips out of your Mcdouble as you ravenously devour it.
At once, I find myself unattractive and demotivated to go out side, ironically avoiding the thing that would help solve my problems. It feels gross and sweaty, like that first day of high school when you wore shorts and weird socks that people talked about. It’s the type of thing that stains your every move and labors every motion as your arm fat rubs against the side of your breast and your thighs have more friction. Next thing you know you are at the jeans section of Target eyeballing sweat pants and pre torn jeans with a “wide fit”.
I am exaggerating. I’m over weight relative to what I usually weigh for sure, but I am by no means obese or debilitated, and only want what Ryan Gosling has, which is that natural Adonis look, the abs and the toned smooth skin, that hollywood desire to be green lean and mean. To get there, in reality, takes a gym membership, a genetic predisposition, and a $3,000/hr personal trainer to come over and annoy me into an exercise routine, also some post effects that both smooth the skin and tone the flesh.
I don’t really want that. I think I want that only because I don’t have it. At this point I want Intelligence which is a concept I have been trying to understand, both as a characteristic of a person and as universal truth.
The characteristic of a person meaning, does the person have the capacity for critical thought and analysis. If LA was a person, I would say it lacks the capacity for critical thought, and most efforts to divulge on a topic are regarded as “you are over thinking,” which to me translates to “I’m still cooler than you smartypants”.
Intelligence as a universal truth means the collective intelligence, that wave length we tap into that validates or denies information we receive. Universal intelligence is the common sense and the habits we share with others and we leave our children with. It is universal because it effects everyone, everywhere, at every moment. Universal truth is the height of human experience, if you’ve ever felt an emotional response from a lecture, a book or a movie, its because you are feeling the universe course through your body. You are feeling the power of truth and the intensity of a new provocative idea that is unavoidable and unforgettable.
Thus we see how Universal intelligence feeds the characteristic of intelligence in an individual. The individual is born a blank slate, unable to conceive or understand where it is, what it is, or WHAT IS THAT BRIGHT LIGHT!:?!? We kick and scream because of our ignorance as children much like we do with our ignorance as adults (ever wonder why adults get mad?) and the frustration of our mind’s inability to understand concepts and the anarchy of daily life.
I have often pondered why people are so insecure, neurotic and fearful (in this city in particular) and I realize more and more each day that it is a result from a life lived without experiencing Universal truths. I can see people in this city living a life of mild pleasure, each day is about coasting through and doing work that makes you happy and rich but without any insight into the self or others. I can see the perspectives and attitudes are not attitudes and perspectives from people who have either over looked or have never been exposed to material that opens paths in the mind to create new ideas and understandings of the world.
It is a harsh world with bitter truths, and the fear of being homeless is enough to keep people working to make money. Making money does not mean you are intelligent, it means you are smart enough to make money, or you were born into it, which often (too often) means you are a prick. With the distraction of money we don’t need to indulge in intelligence, or seek higher learning or understanding, our lives are as happy as the size of our bank accounts allow us to be.
The problem, the one that I have, the one that should concern everyone, is our lack of intelligent pursuits, our lack of reaching for universal truth, devolves us into ravenous pigs. We no longer listen to each other, because what are words we speak other than loud noises in between piles of money, our own speech loses meaning, because I can say whatever I want as long as I make money at the end of the road. The entire communication between humans, the thing that MAKES US HUMAN, breaks down. Two idiots talking in a room where neither one can hear because they are both talking at the same time because they both think they know more about thing they are talking about. No one learns anything, no one understands anything further than what they already think of it. We give this apathetic approach to interacting to our kids and our kid’s kids. My fear is the destruction of modern society and in just a few generations we become a world of empirical, confident, idiots.
So how do intelligence and being fat coincide? In short they don’t, they were merely thoughts that my fat head was thinking of, am I intelligent? Why do I feel disconnected from a majority of people? and why can’t I eat better?