Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of Circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of Chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
- William Ernest Henley
Spinoza's Ideal was invoked this morning.
"I never feel like I have to do anything." The muse as I'll call her, mused. This was not a justification for laziness. Rather it is a deterministic position. It stands to reason, that freedom isn't necessitated by what one can say "No" to. But more along what one will say "Yes" to. We accept that events unfold the way they do, but when we do this - we become active rather than passive. We assume self-accountability. We become, the cause to our effect. In short, she's right. One should never feel like they have to do anything.
Freedom is not something that a lot of people develop. Generally one has to be both ideal and rational. One has to be unconventional to unhinge the grids of the societal circuitry.
One should never have to do something to please another. There should be no need to exchange vapid pleasantry. One will cut their overhead by recognizing that even doing something with minimal cost will remove inherent profit (freedom). Of course people are chatel; they will label someone like this as selfish, greedy, cold-hearted and all forms of 'ungodly' attributes. But does the actual 'free' individual care? Probably, no.
They live to do and the reason behind their action is valued highly. Freedom is necessitated by rationalization. This type of person, is one that gets the job done and requires little input.
Baruch Spinoza's "Tractatus de intellectus emendatione" (Treatise of Intellectual Understanding) gives perfect shape to the world. It reveals that there is no good or evil. It just reveals that social injustice and catastrophic events are self-evident. They only appear imperfect because of how far we limit ourselves.
“For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can't readily accept the God formula, the big answers don't remain stone-written. We adjust to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a command or faith a dictum. I am my own God. We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.” - Bukowski
Aequam memento rebus in arduis servare mentem - Horace
(Remember when life's path is steep to keep your mind even.)