I had some really great idea’s for blog posts the last few days, but I forgot my laptop at work last night. This was not entirely a bad thing. It gave me some time to hang with my brother and read more. I even got to bed at a decent time and went for a […]
What good is knowledge? What is the “real” benefit of knowledge? Is it not an intangible material? How different is a pursuit of knowledge and a pursuit of money? Both are accumulations of wealth. Each would argue its counterpart inferior. An accumulation of knowledge justifies itself through moral righteousness, money with the illusion of success. […]
A Glass Having or not having or neither of each.
cycle (n.) – a series of events that are regularly repeated in the same order Wake up. Snooze. Actually wake up. Twitter. Sports Center. Sit up. Stand up. Grab clothes. Turn on the shower. Look in the mirror. Shower. Get dressed. Brush teeth. Do hair. Pack work bag. Heat up coffee. Make breakfast. Pet the […]
I listened to this song for the first time a few days ago. Since then I’ve listened to it about 6 times. I’m not sure what it means to me yet, but its rhythmic, and beautiful.
Lately I have been struggling with, less, contemplating, why order is necessary, or why we deem it to be necessary. This morning, at breakfast, my mother told me to clean up my room. I had previously acknowledged this shortly after I had awoken. After eating I emptied the dishwasher. The great thing about dishwashers is […]
I started reading Jean Paul Sartre’s “Being and Nothingness” last night. I only made it through the first 7 pages. His writing mirrors his stream of consciousness. This makes for difficult translation and understanding. His writing proceeds as a dissertation on himself rather than a reflection of his own introspection. The substance however, has striking […]
Life to each is sense and thought, parsing infinite frames per second. Madness awaits each of those who try separating the others from the “I”. Best intentions flicker and fade holding a world that doesn’t wait. Strip yourself of all that you know freeing your ankles from the ground. Float. Drift. Leave the self. go.
We’re fighting over conventions. God to some is Allah to others. We kill for the convention. We need form and finality, therefore leading to irretrievable breakdown in communication. The meaning behind the symbol and the convention is identical. Heaven is simply the placeholder to describe a pleasurable experience at the moment of death. If we […]
We are hopeless, we are desperate. Desperate for love, aimless in our search. Desperate for understanding, misguided frequencies. Desperate for meaning, desperate for permanence. We are exploited because we are desperate, because we are hopeless. We throw out our hands at anything that will provide us with a glimpse of acknowledgement, fame, or validation. We want […]
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