Saturday, September 29, 2007
The Lorax
When I think of myself i think of the Lorax. Most people don't know who he is, he is a fictional character in a Dr. Seuss book. Today it is by far (except for maybe Jonathan Livingston Seagull) the best piece of entertainment I have ever known. The Lorax is a struggling character who watches as his home goes to waste by person devoured by greed. The Lorax symbolizes an outcry for change so we can all be happy. However at the end the Lorax cries are all but trampled on and he has to leave his home, sad, defeated and nver returns. I have often felt like the Lorax (I know, cheesy, but get over it) I too have felt that I tried to do everything in my power to do good and try to show others, however have felt unnoticed, ignored, even hated in a few cases. To this date not many people have even visited this blog, I can only hope that there is someone out there looking for answers to unanswerable questions as well. I hope when I leave this planet when ever that might be I hope I have changed the world for the better, or else there was no point of me being here.
waste so much and gain so little
How much do we waste? Is it just during our younger years when we are nothing but "punk" kids, or older when we buy the $30,000 suv. hmmm. I have been pondering this, we waste our time, our money and our heart on the most stupid stuff. When we are younger we dream of becoming great people, and what changes from then to now? Nothhing, the society that we call ourselves free put so many barriers on us and then through the years we see that we are insignificant, but that is not true. What stops us from doing what we wanted to do so long ago? Nothing just ourselves and I feel that all this waste and luxuries we have are just trying to make up for what we thought we lost, our dreams. My father although stubborn and somewhat seems to be idiotic at times is a very smart man. He told me, "Without our dreams we just float through life." It's true and we get this idea that we are hopeless so we do really stupid stuff until we relize when we are old, if we are lucky enough of all the time we have wasted, all the money spent on stuff that didnt matter, and all the people we could have loved. It's a real shame that we have to grow up and hear all this insignificant bullshit. (pardon french) Think how much we could do if everyone thought that they mattered.
Sunday, September 9, 2007
Power
Every time you think of power, what do you think? Do you think big coporate CEOs rolling around in cash? Or maybe even a some made dictator that can end the world with one press of a button. Or maybe, just maybe you think about superheroes, whizzing around the world to save everyone from their troubles. No matter how much we can dream some big strong figure will zoom down from heaven and save us it won't happen. When ever someone kills, or cheats, or abuses someone else, we ask so where is that God of yours now? That is the most pig-headed, idiotic question that has ever been conceived. I believe we have far greater power then anyone can think of. Even though it may not be ice-powers, or walk through walls I believe we have power to do something far greater. We have the power to get over ourselves and help others. Now imagine that, a simple little thing, how can that even be considered a power? Surely I must be over myself, I mean I am somewhat religious, I have a family, I can keep a roof over my head, unlike some people. <----- Did you just hear that? The only way things are ever going to get better, for anyone and anything is if we think everyone one is higher then us, that our soul duty in life is to help people, not tear them down. If you truly believe this you will have accomplished more then I guess most people will ever have. But see, thats what we must do as well, we must show them that life isn't all about feeling powerful, its about being powerful. I've asked more then one person, "What is the point of living, if we can't change things?" You know what they say, stuff like "reproduce", "make a living", "get a good retirement plan". I mean, am I crazy or does this life seem absolutely pointless?!?!? We are supposed to ignore everything (and by ignore, I mean act like it doesn't affect your well being) and "make a living"? If thats what living really is, then count me out. I only have one life and I'm not going to feel powerful, I will be powerful. Anyone care to join me?
Thursday, September 6, 2007
english paper. i like it
Albert Einstein once said, "The world is a dangerous place, not because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing." Before high school or even two years ago I would have thought this quote meant nothing to me or anyone else. However, through the teenager years I have come to know the true meaning of what this world really is and even though this knowledge came through a few years of very minor experiences one vital event triggered my thought process and turned that meaningless quote, to one of the most valuable things I have ever heard.
Central Catholic High school is on Airport road in Bloomington. Every day would be the same routine; class, band, lunch, class, sleep, class and then back home just to do it all over again as many times as it took to get to the weekend. Naturally being in a Catholic school we also had what is called Theology. It's a class that talks about other world religions and Catholicism along with many old and contemporary moral issues. Moral issues that include: nuclear warfare, Invetro fertilization, and the ever so popular, Abortion.
Abortion is a very polarizing subject matter and some don't even want to think or talk about it, which is all understandable. However being in a Catholic school, not talking about it wasn't an option. In fact, in a given year we probably had 5-10 assignments, if not more, dealing with abortion in any given school year. So on an ordinary day, in theology, I was given a one to two page paper on why the after effects of Abortion to a woman that was harmful. So I went home and naturally we had 3 days to complete the paper, but I waited to the night before to do it. I started to write the paper and find some quick research online until I found it.
When I did research I usually just pick the top three sites that were most informative on a subject and do my paper, but as I started to go through sites one by one I saw that each had a different say. For instance, a pro-life site would have the effects of "post-abotion stress", but at the same time a pro-choice site would have no effects, or sometimes they would have some or even more then the pro-life sites. All of this worthless information was confusing me, i mean, I could put down the effects that support the opinion of Catholicism, but is that really the true facts? Once the difference between truth and fact anyway? So I got tired of reading so many misleading resources and tried youtube to see if they had any matter on the subject. I tried the first video and was shocked to find a pro-life video that was the most horrifying thing I have ever seen.
The video started out with a bunch of facts that were probably slightly changed but the same things I have heard over and over again. Then cued in was this very cheesy christian-inspirational music, and then they just started showing pictures of post-aborted fetuses, they were all chopped up on boards and they showed countless of pictures of body parts and little twisted baby faces. Then, when I thought the worst was over they actually show a baby being pulled out of the womb. There are not words I can think of, that described how I felt. Shocked can't cover it, horrified can't cut it either, but rage is the closet thing I felt until the video was over. I wish I could tell you what I thought or did after that, although I am sure I sat in front of the computer dumb-founded for a solid hour without moving.
I like scary movies, because they are not real and maybe this was a very good planned out hoax that a couple of psychotic christian fundamentalists, however, I doubt it. War veterens say you don't really know what war is until your in one, or you don't know what poor is until you are dirt poor and I can tell you that you don't know what abortion is until you actually see one.
The worst part, and I mean the absolutely worse part was the place that underneath the video screen you can post comments and underneath the video was some of the dumbest things I have ever read. Death threats, false accuastions it was all there. Comment after comment I read and reread to make sure I was reading everything right. They weren't even from one side or the other the comments were from both sides!! I would you waste you time writing all this garbage when there is so much work to be done?
I carried that with me up to this very day, I mean why fight about ignorant stuff of "I'm right, your wrong!!!!" and just find some way to fix the problem. Even in politics we pick the best looking, most-connected person in one of only two very polarizing parties. Every war, every atrocity, every stupid little thing we as the human race fight and argue about is the result of each person thinking their blood is more valuable then their fellow human's blood. The idea seems pathetic, does it not?
My experience of life and the wisdom it holds has been very short, and maybe i am completely naive to what can be done, however I feel something should be done. Instead of bickering at each other we should get over ourselves to find out what is truth. This paper is about people not disagreeing, but rather its about the uselessness of every 8 billion of us to yell at the roof tops and not get anything done. Those few very disturbing moments gave me insight on what we can do if we are divided, can you imagine what we could do if we we united? Abraham Lincoln once said, "A house divided against itself cannot stand." If we allow our inaction to continue our home will be destroyed.
Central Catholic High school is on Airport road in Bloomington. Every day would be the same routine; class, band, lunch, class, sleep, class and then back home just to do it all over again as many times as it took to get to the weekend. Naturally being in a Catholic school we also had what is called Theology. It's a class that talks about other world religions and Catholicism along with many old and contemporary moral issues. Moral issues that include: nuclear warfare, Invetro fertilization, and the ever so popular, Abortion.
Abortion is a very polarizing subject matter and some don't even want to think or talk about it, which is all understandable. However being in a Catholic school, not talking about it wasn't an option. In fact, in a given year we probably had 5-10 assignments, if not more, dealing with abortion in any given school year. So on an ordinary day, in theology, I was given a one to two page paper on why the after effects of Abortion to a woman that was harmful. So I went home and naturally we had 3 days to complete the paper, but I waited to the night before to do it. I started to write the paper and find some quick research online until I found it.
When I did research I usually just pick the top three sites that were most informative on a subject and do my paper, but as I started to go through sites one by one I saw that each had a different say. For instance, a pro-life site would have the effects of "post-abotion stress", but at the same time a pro-choice site would have no effects, or sometimes they would have some or even more then the pro-life sites. All of this worthless information was confusing me, i mean, I could put down the effects that support the opinion of Catholicism, but is that really the true facts? Once the difference between truth and fact anyway? So I got tired of reading so many misleading resources and tried youtube to see if they had any matter on the subject. I tried the first video and was shocked to find a pro-life video that was the most horrifying thing I have ever seen.
The video started out with a bunch of facts that were probably slightly changed but the same things I have heard over and over again. Then cued in was this very cheesy christian-inspirational music, and then they just started showing pictures of post-aborted fetuses, they were all chopped up on boards and they showed countless of pictures of body parts and little twisted baby faces. Then, when I thought the worst was over they actually show a baby being pulled out of the womb. There are not words I can think of, that described how I felt. Shocked can't cover it, horrified can't cut it either, but rage is the closet thing I felt until the video was over. I wish I could tell you what I thought or did after that, although I am sure I sat in front of the computer dumb-founded for a solid hour without moving.
I like scary movies, because they are not real and maybe this was a very good planned out hoax that a couple of psychotic christian fundamentalists, however, I doubt it. War veterens say you don't really know what war is until your in one, or you don't know what poor is until you are dirt poor and I can tell you that you don't know what abortion is until you actually see one.
The worst part, and I mean the absolutely worse part was the place that underneath the video screen you can post comments and underneath the video was some of the dumbest things I have ever read. Death threats, false accuastions it was all there. Comment after comment I read and reread to make sure I was reading everything right. They weren't even from one side or the other the comments were from both sides!! I would you waste you time writing all this garbage when there is so much work to be done?
I carried that with me up to this very day, I mean why fight about ignorant stuff of "I'm right, your wrong!!!!" and just find some way to fix the problem. Even in politics we pick the best looking, most-connected person in one of only two very polarizing parties. Every war, every atrocity, every stupid little thing we as the human race fight and argue about is the result of each person thinking their blood is more valuable then their fellow human's blood. The idea seems pathetic, does it not?
My experience of life and the wisdom it holds has been very short, and maybe i am completely naive to what can be done, however I feel something should be done. Instead of bickering at each other we should get over ourselves to find out what is truth. This paper is about people not disagreeing, but rather its about the uselessness of every 8 billion of us to yell at the roof tops and not get anything done. Those few very disturbing moments gave me insight on what we can do if we are divided, can you imagine what we could do if we we united? Abraham Lincoln once said, "A house divided against itself cannot stand." If we allow our inaction to continue our home will be destroyed.
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
wind (warning: explicit language)
I DON'T BELIEVE IN THE FUCKING WIND. HOW CAN ANYONE BE SO LUDICRUIS IN BELIEVEING IN SUCH STUPID THING LIKE THAT? I MEAN COME ON, IF THERE WAS SUCH A THING A "WIND", THEN IT WOULD BE ITS FAULT THAT ALL THOSE PEOPLE IN KATRINA DIED!!!!!! EVERY RADICAL STORM THAT HAS CAUSED DEATH IS ALL THAT FUCKING WIND'S FAULT. WIND DAMMIT. YOU STUPID SMALL MINDED PEOPLE PRAISE THE WIND LIKE ITS SOME SORT OF SAVIOUR OR SOMETHING. I'M SO SICK AND TIRED OF PEOPLE ALWAYS SAYING, "Did you feel that nice little breeze?" WHY DON'T YOU FUCKING CARE ABOUT ANYONE ELSE, YOU SELFISH WIND-LOVER!!!!!
Obviously I dont feel this way. Quit oppositely actually. However some people can appericiate something as simple and beautiful as the wind. What a shame, living in hatred will only bring unhappiness and premature death.
Obviously I dont feel this way. Quit oppositely actually. However some people can appericiate something as simple and beautiful as the wind. What a shame, living in hatred will only bring unhappiness and premature death.
Monday, August 6, 2007
jekyll and hyde
jekyll and hyde is a disturbing story, one we all face in ourselves. Now while we fight to find whats good, what's right, what is love and comfort, we lose ourselves, then as we turn in the mirror some time later we relize we are the shell of who we once were and in the process losing all of our good ideology. I believe when we are kids we see all the good in the world and don't recognize the bad, rather we become incredibly excited to grow-up just to find we live in this money-driven, war-infested world of ours. It's depressing, must don't want to think about it and live in our little sub-cultures worrying about...nothing. Benjamin Franklin once said, "Most people die at 21, but most of those people are not buried until they are 70." In today's world, in this competitive-driven-chaos of a world we live in kills most people now at around age 6 or seven, maybe even sooner than that. I too, am no exception to this false ideology and have become a slave to my own desire and greed. However unlike poor dr. jekyll, we can change, or maybe it is too late, too late to become the people we saw as kids, too late to change the world for the better, too late to not only make ourselves but everyone around us happy. I don't think it is too late, however this idea, needs more then one to support the crushing weight of the world.
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
revelation through thunder
I've not been myself lately. I have almost completely ignored my friends this summer and have been acting a little... psycotic. I've been trying to sort out a few things and had two big problems I've always wanted to conquer. However I have always wanted to be ....well..... happy. I really haven't been happy since I was a kid, now I don't know what's happened. Something has changed, overnight it seems like. Many people don't see me how I am, even a few of my own family members, but there are a select few of people that have... I don't know.... help me I guess. I have always wanted for people to see me who I am, yet I never saw what was in me. Two nights ago I woke up at 2 am to the sound of my brother talking to God knows who on the phone. He was talking about me, he was talking about how I have a lack of female compainonship to put it light. My own brother!!! I was crushed. I went outside and was treated to a show of lighting and thunder. I've always have been wanting to change, however I never really could. That night in the storm I wasn't thinking how I wanted to change, I don't know what I thought about, but something changed. Something's change and now I might be able to work on those problems I have tried to work on.
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