Tales 5

Tales of one with time: Entry No. 5

Before we go onto the subject, I just have to mention that the fact that this is number 5 gives me a feeling like something has been accomplished, the number just seems so "right"... That by the way goes along the lines of what will be discussed here: The value we place on things and or ideas.

When I say the value we place on stuff, I want to discuss things classified as "favorite", because for most material objects this has a reason, it may have a sentimental value because maybe with it or related to ir came something important, maybe it's called favorite because in relation to others it's better, as in a guitar of better quality, that makes a cleaner, louder sound and is easier to play as opposed to others just as an example, this is totally understandable; On the other hand what I really wanted to speak about, just because it makes no sense and most of us are guilty about, arbitrarilly placing value on things.

What exactly does this mean? Well, things like a favorite number, not the favorite number like the day that you we're born, I mean like those people that say things like: "My lucky number is 13, it's my favorite number, I love it oh so much". What point does this have? Why is it your favorite number?, once asks people this kind of question and many times they answer with a simple "I don't know, I just like it". Another example would be a favorite color, why is it that people find a specific color more enjoyable than others, what criteria are taken into acount to validate these opinions and make these choises?

It's of comedic value to me when people look for meaning in simple occurances, trying to find patterns relating to these such ideas or objects not really realizing that if you look hard enough, eventually you start to make sense, to validate your own made up ideas without proof of what ever it may be.

In reality I guess people just find comfort in placing this value to just any object, or even something abstract as may be a thought, It may give certain occurances a feeling of having a reason or objective, maybe it gives people something to believe in in a universe of chance and randomness, perhaps it conveys  the idea that there is a point to our individual existance and that is always a nice sensation, maybe, just maybe it makes us feel important.