Casey Palmer, Canadian Dad

Last updated on March 16th, 2021 at 10:52 pm

Well. Let’s start this off straightforward. So that my friends don’t get confused, here’s who I am in the “real world”:

• 5’7½”
• 140 lbs
• brown eyes, black hair
• male
• student
• pigment-enriched
• egotistically intelligent

You should be able to figure out who this is by that if you don’t already know. Now, who’s writing this weblog? Ha! Not the guy above! Kasikus Prime is a little more like the following:

• 6’2″
• 225 lbs
• ochre eyes, black hair
• male
• general of the thought police
• pigment-enriched
• egotistically intelligent (and rightfully so)

Do you see the difference? Does it make a difference? Some of you may know who I truly am. Does that affect your judgement when you read this blog? Does it make you doubt it or believe it more than you normally would? Do I scare you or enlighten you? Does it make a difference? And if you don’t know me, I may as well be tall, short, skinny, fat, black, white, yellow, brown, red, purple, green, or candy-striped pink with a side of olives. Does it matter? As long as you’ve started to read this blog and keep reading, I guess it doesn’t matter to you, does it? So, I guess the true topic for today’s weblog is:

“What does it matter?”

In society today, our children are born to believe that life exists under a certain set of rules, regulations, beliefs, and values. These are fastened in place by a series of cornerstones, which we call education, religion, government, and law. But what’s the one thing that is powerful enough and has such a high potential to corrupt and blemish that all these cornerstones must rely upon it to function?

Money. Money corrupts worse than power. Power corrupts. Absolute power corrupts absolutely. Money created the sinner. Trade was the first type of money, and trade was what bred greed. For those who are Christian, this is best represented through Eve, who was offered happiness in exchange for the consumption of a forbidden apple. Greed. If that apple had not been eaten by Eve, would things be the way they are today? Most likely. If Eve hadn’t done it, then someone else would have. It’s human nature. Whoever made the human wasn’t paying much attention to the fine-tuning. I think that human nature is best put into perspective by Calvin of Bill Watterson’s Calvin and Hobbes:

“I think the surest sign that other intelligent life exists is the fact that it hasn’t tried to contact us.”

— Calvin

Answer: It Depends.

So does anything matter really? No—well, I suppose in some ways. It depends. You can either master your money or let the money master you. Shall I explain the difference? Those who let themselves be ruled by the money are those who think of only themselves, by shopping incredulously and spending frivolous amounts of money upon themselves. I, too, was victim to this disease for some time.

But then there are those who are the masters of their money. They invest. And when I say invest, I do not refer simply to banking or to the stock market. If one has enough money, and they are the master of their money, you will see them investing money in the community, investing money in the less fortunate, investing money in the world’s future. We need more money-masters than money-slaves, but with our mind-embedded mentalities of how we think life should be, I don’t think that’s going to happen anytime soon.

Last updated on March 31st, 2021 at 09:32 pm

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Let’s start with a set of questions: “Who Am I? What Am I?”

Mineral, animal, vegetable. A human can be any of these. As a vegetable, you could be wasting your time watching television or possibly sitting down somewhere reading a smutty magazine fantasizing over something you could never have. As an animal, you act upon emotion and instinct, going boldly forth into the world, acting upon whatever you come across. But as a mineral, you act as a necessary building block for the world around you. Your absence would bring chaos and a weakening of the structure. You are essential. I’d like to be a mineral.

Literally, we’re seen to be an animal. But the literate is in the eye of the beholder. Many would say that the literal is defined only by what is socially acceptable. The kind of knowledge you’d find in an a encyclopedia or a dictionary. But I beg to differ. This viewpoint is what would make one close-minded. A tool of the environment surrounding them.

Rather than be a tool, I think I’d prefer to be the wielder of the tool. I’d prefer to mould the world that’s around me for its own bettering—of course, this may prove to be yet another egotistical foray into the world, but who am I to judge my own actions? I am a mineral. In “literal” terms, the mineral is not conscious of its actions but only acts to perform its function as a building block of its environment.

But this isn’t literal. This is me. My thoughts. My ideas. And my mind.

This mineral’s out to change the world. Watch your step.