And Now...The Ego...

Does ego drive everything we do? And how does culture affect the ideals.   And the level that ego becomes relevant?  Maybe it’s because we believe that we’ve made the cut, or achieved something spectacular, or maybe it’s that we appear to be one of the beautiful.  The images of perfect people, Jammed down our throats as culture, everything seemingly perfect; everything false and a lie.   It's all advertising.   It's all egos.   It's all out of sight and out of mind.   So, why are we here and what are we doing here?
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I mean; I can list qualities but the interpretation is all yours; I know I'm very real of my capabilities and charms. It makes me able to observe with ego-less impunity.  Why is sitting alone in a bar seen as a weird thing.   I'm not a sad drunk.   I'm just a man that needs to think and the thrill of observing drunken people struggle with simple tasks.   I love alcohol.   It clouds my thoughts and quiets my mind.   But for others it’s a world of egotistical awesomeness the world has never seen.   And I like to watch.   

I'm a social voyeur.   A sucker for a pulled punched and a sloppy intention.  
Or is that just my ego?

It seems we like to be self-destructive; unable to face what is right in front of us as a very real solution.  After my trip to Europe all my observation of our culture became clearer; or maybe just skewed; like I was looking at it all through contorted glass.  It’s no wonder that we seem like bags of money to Europeans.   We have a culture of excess and self-destruction.   Fuck we are clueless.   Example: A girl is obviously attracted to a guy.   She points with her body.   She's so into him it hurts.   But he's too trashed.   Probably hurt from a lack of love and companionship.   He is completely blind; and maybe that why we are getting into each other and making a connection, our Language is unused and flaccid; we are dulled, Sullied,   and destroyed.    

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One day; we will once again become visual cave men, Unable to express the intention, the affection, and the desire.   Because we are more concerned with the image, the want and need, and not the here and now; a porno image of expectation when reality exists right in front of our eye's and is left wanting;  Left dying before us, Because we are so blind,  So self-important, Yet so beautiful.  We are heading to a world of visual avatars; because the real is not enough?  We as a society try to cloud our own view to alleviate reality, to insert what we wish were true.   Europe covers everything up with an image, a coat, a label, a look; but we ignore the real and completely reconstruct our world in the digital realm.
I think this is why OCD exists, because of this need for a perfect image; a perfect finish; a perfect solution.   It doesn't exist.   Or maybe it's just good intention.  Or maybe it does but we are trying too hard not to find it.

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And I’m reminded of a quote on Facebook from my friend Talisa Warnes; “You can’t save a damsel if she loves her distress.”  So maybe that’s just it; we need our drama, we miss the hunt, the thrill of the chase, the desire to survive.  Everything has become too safe, so we invent TV shows to create the drama, but more relevant; we build shit houses because the imperfect nature makes us feel like we are always fixing, and maybe that we are still worthwhile.
Seems like a waste to me…