Internalized Discipline

When we are children, if we are fortunate enough to have parents and the opportunity to go to school, we are made to get up and get ourselves cleaned and dressed and off to school. Later there is work. Same thing as school really your doing work for someone else without always completely knowing why you bother, and still you get up and do it every day. The voice of the parent waking you is replaced by the klaxon of the alarm clock and you groggily make your way to the shower and try to massage life into a body that would much rather be sleeping since you pushed the amount of sleep you get to a bare minimum for the sake of a some late night television. Cleaned up you head out the door towards the nearest caffeine and sugar and wolf them down on the way to The Job whatever that might be. Forty or fifty years pass by in this way with occasional interruptions for weddings, births, deaths etcetera.
What about being fired? What happens when you go on vacation? Without that little tug of fear to wake you and without that overhanging sense of responsibility what motivation besides urination is there to get out of bed? Is taking a shower and having a cup of coffee any less useful when your time is your own instead of someone elses?
Perhaps the enforced system of fear works fine. Maybe there are not many that view the world as operating on these lines. Wouldn't it be nice if we had a genuine desire to get up and meet the world?

Fiat Lux

It often happens that I am taken by a fit to write upon whatever topics come to mind in the wee hours. The discovery of Blog (a term whose meaning still escapes me) seems to offer an opportunity for responsive dialogue. So if you have any constructive replies to whatever I write feel free to reply. I have no notion of how popular this service may be but since its free...what the hell eh?