Question of Purpose: that stupid unanswerable one

[alexakaruda]

Watched two hawks dive for squirrels outside the grad room window this afternoon. The sun was setting and the hawks were so big and beautiful they looked like white owls. The squirrel they were hunting made it, after fifteen minutes of incredible flips and turns and sprints. Those poor, beautiful birds are going to die of starvation. Although,

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[tamunra]

That's the real problem. Academia says they have the answers to these questions, but then the answers are questioned, and then those questions are questioned. But anything that tells you your only function is to propagate the species is wrong. Psychology is way behind philosophy in these matters (or at least that's what the philosophers keep telling me). And the real reason for telling you that your purpose is to procreate is so that you procreate, to support the system.

Yeah, I've been reading too much damn French philosophy. It's inescapable. I envy you for the quarter system. My officemate today said that she didn't get sick of her classes with quarters since they flew by. Even though i still like the material I'm studying, it'd be nice to not have to go to the classes anymore.

[felicenavidad84]

Your squirrel story made laugh out loud like 2 or 3 times. I'm sure the other students in the computer lab were looking at me funny...

Maybe you should try taking one less class! You work so hard all the time!! Don't think too much lol, even if we are here only to procreate we can still have fun! Look at all the cool things we can do and other animals can't, lol

[gophie]

remember when we found that paralized squirrel at wash u. and we kept it in a trash can in lara's room until we could figure out what to do with it.

[wash_it_out]

That's really funny, Nimish and I were drunk-talking the other night about the extent to which we're controlled by the fact that we're animals. One of the main points that he brought up was that communication, as opposed to having big claws or being really fast, is the main thing that humans have going for them. And I, not surprisingly, kept ranting about sex and how hormones are in charge of everything and we're so driven by the urge to propogate the species that we didn't even understand all the ways that it affects us. So I found your thoughts really interesting!

And we just read this creepy poem about a hawk in my writing workshop. So that also struck a bell.

'Extreme.' That cracks me up.

It's nice to see an entry from you again. I'm sure grad school is keeping you crazy-busy, but I hope you're enjoying it. :)

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