Praise and Criticism

All this blather about praise and criticism. And I couldn't help but think - it doesn't matter.
It almost felt like one of those coffee house chats, a little oneupmanship all around, pontificating about something oh so deep but really not so deep at all.
Or maybe that's just getting drawn into the fray myself.
I tried not to.
Maybe it was just boring.
Ok then. Fair enough. Boring because...
Why care about praise and criticism?
Well... what are they?
They are opinions.
Opinions of others. External opinions.
And thus their essence is that of a judgement, of good and bad.
External judgements.
But you can only have external judgements if there is some sort of good and bad that exists.
Right?
I know, maybe I'm not making much sense, though trust me I am. But I'm definitely indulging. Whatever. I'm going to write this so fuck it.
And drink.
Anyways...
Some sort of good and bad. External judgements of some sort of good or bad.
But nothing is fixed. Nothing is inherent. Nothing is out there.
So then the value of that good or bad judgement is entirely a concept created within one's mind. Our mind. Its what we're giving to the opinion, not what it carries itself.
And that is nothing at all.
Really.
So what's the point of wasting an hour talking about what it is?
Boring.
- posted by Sigurd3/01/2005 10:46:00 PM