Non-Practical Idealism

My ideals are always in conflict with the practicalities of real life. .. I wanted to be vegetarian. ..but meat is convenient to cook and eat and its very filling.  I stopped drinking alcohol but I was missing out on good times with friends and that amazing taste of a nice cold beer. I stopped going to church cause of conflicts in belief,  but I realized i liked and missed the gospel music and that feel good factor u get in a service.  So my mind, my values, my ideals point in one direction...but life points me in another. So as soon as I try do something,  it never lasts long.

It is as if my mind tells me who I should be...but life shows me who I am. I personally dont think that atomicity is feasible I dont think this all-or-nothing mentality is practical at all...its just an ideal.

T4aM
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Mind control...random thoughts.

If a tree falls and no one hears it, does it really make a sound?  If it doesnt leave a mark then, did it ever exist. ..?

Everything we have ever experienced,  felt, heard, touched,  made.... only really exists in the mind. Yes we can feel something physical,  but that feeling of sensation, is just chemical signals firing in the brain no? Without the brain, without the mind..there is no hearing,  feeling, touching. ...there is no living, essentially there is no life :|

Thus,  is it fair to say that none of us KNOW anything besides from this perspective. None of us knows anything outside of ourselves.  if my dreams can be so realistic,  it means I really cannot prove that anything else exisist.  Is this enough to prove that I exist. ..idk.
Decartes...holla back
T4aM

Find the Others.

“Admit it. You aren’t like them. You’re not even close. You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them, watch the same mindless television shows as they do, maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes. But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more you feel like an outsider, watching the “normal people” as they go about their automatic existences. For every time you say club passwords like “Have a nice day” and “Weather’s awful today, eh?”, you yearn inside to say forbidden things like “Tell me something that makes you cry” or “What do you think deja vu is for?”. Face it, you even want to talk to that girl in the elevator. But what if that girl in the elevator (and the balding man who walks past your cubicle at work) are thinking the same thing? Who knows what you might learn from taking a chance on conversation with a stranger? Everyone carries a piece of the puzzle. Nobody comes into your life by mere coincidence. Trust your instincts. Do the unexpected. Find the others…”

― Timothy Leary