The Drunken Philosopher #1: The definition of being an adult

As an artist I would define being an adult as "the point in one's life at which one's life's work is relegated to a being mere hobby."

I suppose this may explain why the most successful artists, those who can do this for a living, tend to have a more childish personality than most of us working stiffs who have to make a living through other means.

This thought popped into my head as I sit here enjoying a mango. It is of a most enjoyable state of ripeness, just as it begins to become quite soft. Yum!

I begin to ponder the extent of the human experience. It would appear as though today's world has forgotten the significance of such things as the beauty of life, creativity, inspiration, and the simple pleasures of the natural world. In modern society, there is far too much emphasis placed on earning enough money to survive, the politics which govern our world, the institution of organized religion, and the drive to conquer, even at the expense of our own species (this part, of course, is the ultimate desire of all forms of leadersip, regardless of how altruistic their intentions may seem... so please refrain from any anti-US sentiment). While the desire to conquer may seem an extension of the natural territorial instinct, no other species has expressed it to such an extent. If the cows and pigs had opposable thumbs and could speak, would they not attempt the same, I wonder? While the presence of religion in and of itself is not inherently bad, as we all seek to interact with a power of a higher state of being which has allowed us to be self-aware and exist as individuals of free will... one cannot help but question the morality of institutions which are run by those who would use religion as a means of discrimination or control, to deny the freedom of its own members and all others who do not share its specific beliefs. And, it is not even necessary for me to point out that money and politics are entirely human creations as well.

To be sure, it is these human-created elements which are the source of progress within this world, and there is no denying that many of the technologies which have been able to come about as a result have made many aspects of our lives easier.

However, has the modern state of society really made life better for us all? In particular, those of us who wish to be able to live an expressive life of thinking freely and sharing our love of beauty with the world? Would most artists even exist if there was no monetary reward to be had from it? Would the lack of pressure from trying to keep up with the world allow more art to be created?


In other words, is it possible that this world demands that one's individuality and creativity be stripped away in order to survive as an adult?