エリザベス (blizzardblossom) wrote,
エリザベス
blizzardblossom

Reflections

I wrote this in about 25 minutes and turned it in as is for one of my classes:

I believe that there is a basic good in all people, and that everyone deserves to feel happiness. I believe that pain is a necessity that enables us to understand comfort and happiness. I believe that good without bad to compare it to, would not be good. I believe that being around motivated and positive people will affect a person for the better. I believe a marriage without love is stale, but a marriage that only has love is unstable. I believe that art serves one purpose only, and that is to please the artist. I believe everyone feels pain, but that some people are more tolerant to it. How would this effect my experience abroad? How did I establish these values? How do these values reflect what is generally thought of as American values?

I know that these values will make some of my decisions slightly different from the next person. I often tend to be a little too trusting because of my belief in human goodness. I often get discouraged or hurt really easily when someone doesn't display that characteristic or is outright malicious to another human. There is a naivety in me to human malevolence. Sometimes when I am struck with it, it completely disorients me. I'm sure that something that might seem normal to one society could be more offensive to the one I have been living in and maybe the shock of it will be heightened by my belief.

I'm not really entirely sure where I have acquired my values. I was a rather sheltered child and a loner growing up. I did not associate with many other humans and spent long hours thinking by myself. I suppose the belief concerning the good in people was probably acquired by my environment. I had been surrounded by truthful kind people for most of my early childhood. The first time I really encountered human cruelty was in second grade, and I could not contemplate what was going on. Some of my beliefs I resolved on my own through a process of thinking. Through the span of several years, they have developed, changed course a little, and strengthened. I spend a lot of time watching people. Sometimes, a small experience for me can be all that is needed to trigger a huge amount of thought which generally leads me to one point or another. My belief about art is probably one of the main ones that came from within. I have seen people try to please others, but they are not nearly as fulfilled as the artists that fulfill themselves. This is all that I do. I refuse to do something one way because someone told me to. If what I do is not good, I will redo it, but not someone else's way. First I have to find another angle, completely different from anything done before and from something someone else had thought up. It could never be as beautiful to me if it weren't completely my own.

Many of my values really do not reflect the general American values. I suppose it is because we never had cable and I mostly hung around foreign children if with anyone at all when I was younger. Actually, it would be rather interesting to find out if there were a group of people that had similar values. I love strongly. I cry. Emotions have always been a part of me. They have always been strong. I have often been called a cry baby, but that is okay because I like having intense feelings surging through my body. People who have tasted more bitter sadness can feel happiness more strongly. I like to feel because that is how I know I am still alive.
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wow... simply.. wow... you make my paper look like its done by a kindergardener in crayon..

(from here down is probably the first non-joking response I've had to you yet O_O )

and trust me.. theres many groups here in america that do consider a lot of the same values.. and quite logical..

my only insight on art is that it lets me try to see the world differently, this generally doesn't always work, but I think things too logically, and I absorb too much shit.. so I try to use it as a way of viewing things differently... but I absolutely dispise contemporary art..
I think I'm too tired and under the influence of cough syrup + some cough pills + a screwdriver to write a response right now that makes sense. *_*
but those are some of the best responses ever.. :)