Why Humanity Holds You Back

There are two kinds of people in this world. The people who enjoy being humans and those who don't. Personally, I'm one of the second category. And no, this isn't me announcing that I want to be a furry or anything like that; I'm simply saying that sometimes I wish that I could be more in tune with nature and the rhythm of the natural world the way it was meant to be. I bet there are a lot of other people who wish for the same.

Humanity can be compared to a cult. Obviously, I know humanity is not a literal cult (the textbook definition for a cult that best fits this scenario is: a relatively small group of people having religious beliefs or practices regarded by others as strange or sinister), but humanity can be described this way, or at least from my perspective: all people on this planet who are taught to live one way and are forever held back by the shackles of society, most members of which are unjust. So humanity is not a literal cult, but some of the cult ideas can line up with all humanity in some ways. And no, I'm not going crazy, nor am I saying you have to agree with what I'm saying, but it's just a thought that I had one time, and this blog is also dedicated to my random thoughts. So I might not fully know what I'm saying here, but I'm trying to form this possible idea, so stay with me here.

Think to yourself right now - are you in the first category? Those who are perfectly happy being the "dominant" species? We aren't in control at all of the oceans, or much water, and about 71% of our world is water. Why is this planet called Earth when it's a lot more water than earth? We should start calling our planet Water. So, greetings, aliens, from Water! We aren't that in control of the microbe or mite world as much as we think we are, and there are a lot of things on Earth - sorry, I mean Water - that we have no power over. And it's proven that humans are not apex predators. We're not as high up in the food chain as we think we are. There are really only two things giving us the power we have, those two things being our technology and our ability to reason, to think. Without our technology, we'd be extremely vulnerable to the rest of the world, because no matter how smart we are, strength is necessary too. Think of it this way: if you have one animal that's incredibly intelligent but very weak, another that is very strong and capable but very dull, and one that's both intelligent and strong on its own and you pit all three against each other, the third is very likely to win. But humans are more in the first category - the smart but weak. So that's the first category. Do you enjoy life as Homo Sapiens? Do you think we rule over all other animal species?

Or are you more like me - those who acknowledge that humans aren't as powerful as we make us out to be, those who sometimes wish they could play a real part in the natural world, those who want the cruelty towards the only planet we were given to end? I hope most, if not all of you agree with me about being in the second category.

Now think about those who really want to play a role in nature - it's very hard to. Since the day you're born, you're taught to live a certain way. You go to daycare, preschool, kindergarten, elementary, middle, high school, college, and then you have to take a job and either start one or go back to school so you can have money. In our world, no money = a really tough life. There's no other animal on Water that we know uses any type of currency by natural means. So those who are born in nature, like other animal species, all the individuals get a fair chance at life unless harmed by humans, since humans disrupt the natural way. But when you're born as a human you don't get a fair chance at life like everyone else. You have less or more money than other people, we don't all have the same push when we're born on the path to success. You never get to live your life for yourself, only for others and more important and wealthy people. Like I heard in a YouTube video once, you're born a slave to those richer than you. Unfortunately, it's true a lot of the time. Plus, our social lives are so complicated that they can cause great heartbreak but also great joy. So humans live in an endless loop of what everyone says is the greater good, but is there really a greater good?

There is so much unfairness about human life, city life in particular, that some people get 100% fed up with it. At this rate, at a young age, I'd say I'm 85% fed up with this life, or maybe 75%. Take Tom Leppard, a tattoo artist who got tired of the normal way and went to live like a hermit. Sometimes I want to do something like this, and at other times I'm grateful for the life and roots I have here.

But take a look at these two images, and yes, I know they are a bit biased but just roll with it for now. Which out of these two images is more appealing to you?

Image from Flickr

Image from Public Domain Pictures

Now, do you see what I mean? Humanity holds you back, whether you like it or not. Choose to roll with it or write your own story.

Why You Should Stop What You're Doing And Climb A Tree

What are you doing right now as you read this? Um. Well, you're obviously reading this, but think about what you WERE doing before this. If you were climbing a tree, then, this article will cause you to go climb a tree again. Or, at least, that's the goal. But if you weren't previously climbing a tree, then this article will make you want to climb a tree. It's guaranteed. 100%. Seriously, I'm not bluffing. Really. Anyway, here are some reasons why you should climb a tree.

First of all, climbing a tree gives you basic physical strength - if you use your muscles, they'll get bigger and stronger. But they also give you mental strength, providing you with self-confidence and self-esteem. If you can get 40 feet off the ground, you can do anything, right? It strengthens your concentration abilities because you have to concentrate on where to place your feet and hands, otherwise a fall could result in injury or worse, death. You gain better flexibility and you become more agile, which many people could use. You gain memory skills if you climb the same tree repeatedly because you have to remember how you climbed up and how you climbed down each time, and even if you don't climb the same tree twice, you're likely going to remember how you went about climbing almost every tree you do climb. Of course, you get more fine-tuned motor skills and especially for kids, you get to engage in risky play. Though many parents and adults would probably agree that the best kind of play does not involve any risks, this isn't the case.  If you never take risks you don't have to in order to survive, your life won't be as meaningful or fun. Plus, if you climb trees carefully and precisely, there's a very low chance you'll get more than a scrape from the bark. And if you're going for a casual climb, meaning not a climb where you have to go up, like, 100 feet with ropes and safety gear, rather, a climb where you climb up to a point in a tree and sit, the best way to do this, I've found, is barefoot. Being barefoot has its own health benefits (which I may or may not discuss in another post), but climbing barefoot is actually safer in itself when going for a casual climb than with footwear, and this is why: because you can feel the bark under your feet, and like I said, it's safer, but also, it feels a lot nicer. Bark is like a massage to your feet once you have them "trained" properly, meaning exposed to walking around in the natural world without, you know, shoes.

And then there's the big point, the whole reason. You go back to your roots with Nature, or others would say, Mother Nature. Because Nature is the mother in a sense, the mother of all animals and water, soil, plants, including trees. Climbing a tree is like climbing on the back of the natural world, and you can do this without leaving your own backyard (provided you have a good climbing tree in your backyard).

So, get your feet and hands ready and climb the nearest tree. Enjoy!

Who Am I? - A Poem

Today, I'm writing an original poem. Or, let me put it another way--this is a poem that I've written, found in an ancient Google Doc, "blown the dust off of it," polished up some, and presented here. I think that this poem could be better, so your feedback, as always, is greatly appreciated. Thank you. 

Who am I?

I do not recognize myself

I am a stranger to myself

On the street, 

Everywhere

My life

But now

Now I am nobody

To me

When I look into the mirror, 

I see nothing;

Anything, everything but myself

Who am I?

I do not see myself

I am blind to myself;

I do not recognize myself

Even if I am myself

I am a stranger to myself

On the street, 

Everywhere

No matter if you see me, I don't see me

As me

I see myself

And think

That I am a stranger

Was,

Am,

Always will be

Past, present, future, all into one - my life.

No matter how much

Others see,

I see nothing.

Myself is not a thing

Anymore. 

It used to be— 

But not anymore. 

Now… 

I am a 

Stranger to myself on the street. 

Why? 

I do not know.

I will not know. 

No.

Why?

Why? is a question

That needs so many answers

Why am I a stranger to myself?

Who can say? 

Nobody 

Can 

Say

Or can they?

Only I

Can be sure

At all times;

Always

But Me, Myself, and I is not there

I am not there

I am still a stranger

To myself

But others 

See me

For who I am

Am I invisible?

Or am I 

Just 

A stranger?

To myself

To others

To everyone

Who brushed the land

With their feet

Graced the land

With Themselves

And more

But I am no more

Than a no-one

A no-one 

Can be a someone

Or at least that’s what I've been told

By the people with rich and strong voices

Sweet and soothing

But hard to believe

I see the way others can see me

But I cannot

I cannot

See me

Because I am 

A stranger

To myself

Others see me,

But I do not know how

It's incredible

How 

I can be

Seen

And at the same time

Still not seen

Who decides, though?

If I’m seen

Or not seen? 

Who has the authority over the fabric of...

Me?

I decide

Or at least that’s what I’m told

By the people with rich and strong voices

Sweet and soothing 

But hard to believe

Maybe I am

A spark

Made

To light the fire 

The fire that 

Lets me

Recognize Me, Myself, and I

A spark

Made

To light the fire

The fire that

Ignites the world and sets the world aflame

While I walk down the street 

I am not a stranger 

Any more than I was

And yet...

-Originally written February 20, 2018

Rewritten for blog on Jun 18, 2019

All written by Isis/M. Rigby Barington

An Introduction

Hey! Welcome to the first-ever blog post on Randimistic. Randimistic is the art of unrelated, 
disorganized, random clutter. In other words, the unplanned, disorganized thing that is my life, which is kind of funny if you think about it. And although randimistic is a term I invented, I think it's a real thing that hasn't yet been given a name. So basically this blog in addition to all of my other websites is just that--a blog. Nothing more, nothing else, and my first time using something like Blogger. In the past, my go-tos have been Weebly, Wix, and others. But here, I'm using Blogger for the first time, and so far, though the experience has been short, I'm enjoying using Blogger. Let's not jump to conclusions, though. Who knows? Just because you think something at one point doesn't turn it into a fixed thing that you know for sure. See? You could describe that sentence as randimistic. So I'm really looking forward to my time here on Blogger, where I'll post things ranging from my thoughts on particular topics, posts about my interests, such as coding, writing, or Egyptian mythology, some of my original writings, some of my songs that I write from time to time. It depends. We'll see. But for now, Isis out.