This is the first post on my blog! Isn’t this an exciting occasion?
Why do I care? You might ask.
Because I compel you to, because you will go on a journey with me, because you will be taking part in magnificence! This is a place where the concept is as limitless as the matterful folds of my mind can conjure. The mysteries of life, the oddities that inspire thought, the poetry that weaves the fabric of ominous thought and beautiful creation simultaneously, synchronously with the soul. I got carried away there.
A little more about me: I am a boy from central Texas. I am injecting my personality to make this a genuine, personal passion-project. I want you to learn more about me while we discover more about our separate minds, how they are linked, and everything between and outside. Ambitious, you bet I am, but this is fun for me. We will have fun here. Take a seat and ride the coaster as the sun rises on tristm and Tristan the individual alike. Or are they different? I juxtapose and I jest… until the never-ending expires.
Okay, I have hopefully at least acquired a few peoples interest by this point; although, is it not sad to think that the majority of readers will never see past these lines?
By now, I suppose you have gotten a taste of my writing style. Expect this as I intend this place to be a free creative domain where I can let loose. In addition to this “free creative writing,” I expect to do some more analytical posts. Maybe, if I am feeling exceptionally spunky, I will draft a cooking recipe. I really do love food. More on that later though. Also, Let this place also be a notification board for my YouTube channel and other projects directly correlated to this blog. I suppose this is becoming my blog’s mission statement.
While on the topic of Youtube, many of these posts will be material for videos. Any future supporter brave enough to endure that which is me on two platforms, I salute to you. I am also a student, 20 at the time of beginning this, I have many places that I want to explore, and I have many things to learn. As I said, learn and grow with me. This will be fun.
Now that you know a little bit about me and my aspirations for this website, I guess this is the best time to pose the question of the week. What is the question of the week all about?– Something I just thought of and decided to write.
I do not know if this will remain consistent, but here it is today: Do you surrender or fight to the death?
Let me set the scene: you are a peasant of a tyrannical lord. You are given the option to surrender your remaining life to being a slave or in this moment, fight. With both choices, you will die–either after many adverse, deplorable years as a slave or free in seconds of an intense, electrifying battle–understood? I will give you some time, and you can then read my justification.
Here I go: My first thoughts of being a slave is that at least I will have the opportunity to experience some more of my life regardless of its misery. I can embrace the hopes of finding some kind of nirvana through my horrible circumstances, and while it would mean nothing in this hypothetical world, I would have the freedom of my mind. Given years of mental toughening, I believe that I could develop a form of enlightenment, and at worst rely on my human nature to relinquish myself to the divine unknown. On the other hand, I would fear how callused my mind would become with no outlet or ambition for the future. If I had previously lived the humble life of a lowly peasant prior to this incident, maybe I could suppress ambitious thoughts, but being as educated as I am, this reality would be at its worst pure agony knowing that nothing would change or ever improve. I think this speaks to my own personal insecurities, but I will not pry on that thought too long. If I think back to a version of myself before I saw the world for what it is now (we will leave that for another day), my best guess is that I would be submissive and comply to any master’s demands for the courage to face immediate death is not a part of my innate nature. The more I think about this, the more I am observing my own conscience development. This question speaks to what a person lives for–life for experience or life for meaning. There is a nobility in fighting for what you believe even though that decision is rash and illogical by nature. Something about sacrificing our most valuable resource–our lifespan–for a moral, need it not be just, is at the least respectable. To surrender is correlated with cowardliness and weak willed determination although it is ultimately the greater hardship to bear both because in this hypothetical we only live in anticipation of death and because we must remain conscious of our decision, an effect that only plagues the living–regret.
In consideration of this, I would have to say that I would want to fight for whatever it means–to be called brave, to die with “honor,” to live through the memory of my motivations and not daily anguish. This is a difficult decision for me but I think that ultimately I would not want to live for only myself. I need goals, other people, hope… so there would be no purpose of living my life without these necessities.
That’s my take and what I’ve got for this week. We are doing this every Monday, so just do not miss me too much on Sundays. I really do hope that the few or the many that stumble upon my sliver of the internet, that you are at least entertained if not at all edified by the words I write. Meaning is yours.
Contact me with any questions or concerns! I’ll hold my breath for any of you. Best wishes from all of me here at the tristm HQ. Till next week!