I'm currently spending time, watching my brother and nick play mindless FPS's and wished for an escape, so here it is.
today, i went to church, and contemplated man's need for religion, and have come up with this. man needs relligion in order to feel humbled, to feel smaller than we feel that we are. Also, some of religion was created to allow us to express our selfish desires without a feeling of guilt. Such as, in the church's prayers of the faithful, they prayed for a save return home of our troops, especially those close to home. which sounds great, but philosophiccal James caught something, why not pray for world peace? if you believe in a god, and believe that they can do anything, why not pray for peace. but no, they pray for protection of those round them that put themslelves in dannger. is that fair of them?
Another reason religion was created was to allow higher ups to control those below them (Now, I'm not taking a stab at whether a praticular religion is right or not, just some stuff I contemplated). Think about it, if you weren't strong enough to take someone in kindergarten, ou would call on the help of your older siblings, simply because their bigger and stronger than you or your enemy. so why not use the same philosophy in government, claim that you've got a being that created the entire universe, and people are bound to respect you.
just random thoughts.... anywho...
Yeah, FPS's are retared, that's all.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Sunday, November 23, 2008
MADNESS!!! With a side order of Asides
Anywho, I've discovered understanding in it's pure form, and i must say, it is quite gelatinous and tastes oddly of pumpkin.
anyways, my Epiphany for writing (it's strange, every one of my blogs comes from an Epiphany, that or just craziness) is this, I am a Weird person. I am like a dog that got shot down in its pride (which is odd, become that feeling was first experienced at celebrate last year, which after, Katie called me the jacob to her bella (which is funny, because jacob's a dog (get it?))) (i use too many damn asides, is what i do) and at a different moment, like a cat, basking in the sunlight. recently i've become sort of a... a... James, i guess. i've finally acheived what i've struggled for since the beginning of the 7th grade, I AM ME!!! It makes me quite satisfied with myself :D.
anyways, another thing to bring up, the past is an interesting beast (at least my case (God Damnit, another aside (see the irony there? i used an side to point out my aside (freaking a, too many asides)))) the entirety of my past 5 years of life was to try and find the definition of my life. meanwhile, i didn't even realize that i was defining my life, i delved into philosophy to find myself, and it defined a part of me.
another note, a choir that is good on the hole, doesn't mean it's individuals are the best. (hmm, i see a t-shirt coming from that (Fucking A!!!! more Asides (wait, i could make an aside rant a t-shirt (I Think it just might work (ok... this aside thing is getting annoying (well, it's how i think (in levels) and this the only really good way to think of things)))))
Ok, that's all,
-James
anyways, my Epiphany for writing (it's strange, every one of my blogs comes from an Epiphany, that or just craziness) is this, I am a Weird person. I am like a dog that got shot down in its pride (which is odd, become that feeling was first experienced at celebrate last year, which after, Katie called me the jacob to her bella (which is funny, because jacob's a dog (get it?))) (i use too many damn asides, is what i do) and at a different moment, like a cat, basking in the sunlight. recently i've become sort of a... a... James, i guess. i've finally acheived what i've struggled for since the beginning of the 7th grade, I AM ME!!! It makes me quite satisfied with myself :D.
anyways, another thing to bring up, the past is an interesting beast (at least my case (God Damnit, another aside (see the irony there? i used an side to point out my aside (freaking a, too many asides)))) the entirety of my past 5 years of life was to try and find the definition of my life. meanwhile, i didn't even realize that i was defining my life, i delved into philosophy to find myself, and it defined a part of me.
another note, a choir that is good on the hole, doesn't mean it's individuals are the best. (hmm, i see a t-shirt coming from that (Fucking A!!!! more Asides (wait, i could make an aside rant a t-shirt (I Think it just might work (ok... this aside thing is getting annoying (well, it's how i think (in levels) and this the only really good way to think of things)))))
Ok, that's all,
-James
Friday, November 21, 2008
Holy Freaging a, A is for apples, Apples taste good in, Taste is a sense, sense: what if you could sense time...
synonym for the title is, sleep deprivation + caffeine = Happiness.
not clarity, but inclarity. my mind is moving at a hundred miles a foot and i don't want to stop it... it is quite delicious. my feet are really cold. i've decided i'm not going to sleep for a couple of days, see what happens. My god, my nose itches. Twilight ruled, kind of, it was extremely cheesy, as i thought it would be, but a good kind of cheesy, a cheesy that loosened up the story and made it interesting. according to this stupid machine "thatloosened" is a word that is spelt correctly, how ridiculous.
anyways, i said last time i would follow up on personality stuff, this is probably a bad time to be doing it, but i'm doing it anyways. the changes that made the branches of our metaphorical tree can be made in many ways. most of mine were made due to a relationship (or failed attempt of relationship) that i've had. such as, punk James was made when i dated Bricky (for the whopping 2 days)(really wierd comment, but my hands feel very strange), then flirty James (who i didn't mention last time) came from my incounters with a one Sarah Cross, and quiet James came after my failed attempt at Jenna (teehee, i was so silly back then). this is how mine were made.
now, back to our regularily scheduled ADHD happiness of the damned. Cats would taste like chicken, i've decided. if you want to win a class debate, wear a tie that you left sitting in your backpack since homecoming. Ima grow a moustasch, okay?! I sound really wierd right now. i can't wait for school. I'm going to take a nice warm shower after this, at 5 o'clock (it's 4:37 right now) umm... I can draw energy from the earth now (it's really just meditation focusing on a feeling, in order to rejuvenate yourself). my GOD, my brains moving so fast, and yet so slow, it's like i approached the speed of light... that didn't make any sense. you know what doesn't make any sense, me. it's wierd i know, but apparently i'm crazy. Ima tell sometin to yous, i think the spell check on my computer stopped working, that or i can't see red no more. that'd be awesome if i couldn't, but would also suck. god, i hope no one reads this, it's pure insanity... it's like pulling together a huge group of very important people, and singing row, row, row your boat to them. ya'know what's strange? I wrote an essay for spanish in english and the teacher thought i did it cause i didn't understand the directions. how dumb does she think i am? i guess it was pretty dumb, but i'm dropping that class anyways. If you're still reading this, i give you 15 points on the awesome scale. i couldn't read this, it's a bunch of gibberish. anywho... you know whos hot, Liz whatshername. shes small and cute and hot and i could carry her around in a... dude, Human suitcases would rule, i kinda want to go make one now. my legs are freezing man, and my arm,s feel really heavy. i think i'm losing my mind. But it all was bullshit, a goddamn piece of shit! hahahaha wedding singer rules. ima gonna get the death from above tattoo when i turn 18, with my older bro (well, sis, technically) and his roommate, Jeremy (hannah, technically). you know what's frustrating, Carmike 15 spelt Quantum of Solace as Quantum of Solice. the retards. holy crap, it's now 4:47, that means i managed to type meaninglessly for over 10 minutes, my god, this must've been how Hemingway felt. ooo, BURN! I just burned Hemingway. god that guy hurts my head, his work makes no sense, he's a commie i tells ya. my god, my internal voice sounds though it were drunk. this is why i while never drink and fuck, it's just too messy. anyways, you know who'll fuck you up? Nate affield, i know something he doesn't know :D... but that's a story for, hey you know what? College is gonna rule, woot!!! ♂ Animation mentor. wow, my hands get really cold if i m,ove them away from the keyboard, that's amazing. another 15 points awarded if you've managed to continually read this far. another 5 minutes have passed. green is orange with the silver. you know who i used to like, Meghan, because she's so cool, but she can't stand me... I think... Wow! I do sound Drunk, maybe i should stop, ah fuck it, i've come this far, might as well keep writing until 5 o'clock and my warm shower of doom awaits me. my hand is becoming numb, oh well. it 455 right now. Renee Therrein is a cool cat. I can't stand the Kelcca coimit. they frustrate (that was Kelsy Coit and Becca Dymit, in case you couldn't tell). i wish i could see this clearly all the time. the jitters have subsided and my brain is starting to work on a normal level again. that was some funness had by me. pacing is my past-time. This is the first blog that actually makes sense with my blogs name. Live through the eyes of insanity indeed. this blog has gotten very long, it is quite stupendiffirous indeed. ok, i know for a fact that "stupendiffirous" is a bullshit word, so, yeah, my spell check isn't working right now. kinda glad actually, i don't want to know the amount of errors i made in my posting madness, well its 5, signing off kiddies
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes
Who watches the watchmen, INDEED!
not clarity, but inclarity. my mind is moving at a hundred miles a foot and i don't want to stop it... it is quite delicious. my feet are really cold. i've decided i'm not going to sleep for a couple of days, see what happens. My god, my nose itches. Twilight ruled, kind of, it was extremely cheesy, as i thought it would be, but a good kind of cheesy, a cheesy that loosened up the story and made it interesting. according to this stupid machine "thatloosened" is a word that is spelt correctly, how ridiculous.
anyways, i said last time i would follow up on personality stuff, this is probably a bad time to be doing it, but i'm doing it anyways. the changes that made the branches of our metaphorical tree can be made in many ways. most of mine were made due to a relationship (or failed attempt of relationship) that i've had. such as, punk James was made when i dated Bricky (for the whopping 2 days)(really wierd comment, but my hands feel very strange), then flirty James (who i didn't mention last time) came from my incounters with a one Sarah Cross, and quiet James came after my failed attempt at Jenna (teehee, i was so silly back then). this is how mine were made.
now, back to our regularily scheduled ADHD happiness of the damned. Cats would taste like chicken, i've decided. if you want to win a class debate, wear a tie that you left sitting in your backpack since homecoming. Ima grow a moustasch, okay?! I sound really wierd right now. i can't wait for school. I'm going to take a nice warm shower after this, at 5 o'clock (it's 4:37 right now) umm... I can draw energy from the earth now (it's really just meditation focusing on a feeling, in order to rejuvenate yourself). my GOD, my brains moving so fast, and yet so slow, it's like i approached the speed of light... that didn't make any sense. you know what doesn't make any sense, me. it's wierd i know, but apparently i'm crazy. Ima tell sometin to yous, i think the spell check on my computer stopped working, that or i can't see red no more. that'd be awesome if i couldn't, but would also suck. god, i hope no one reads this, it's pure insanity... it's like pulling together a huge group of very important people, and singing row, row, row your boat to them. ya'know what's strange? I wrote an essay for spanish in english and the teacher thought i did it cause i didn't understand the directions. how dumb does she think i am? i guess it was pretty dumb, but i'm dropping that class anyways. If you're still reading this, i give you 15 points on the awesome scale. i couldn't read this, it's a bunch of gibberish. anywho... you know whos hot, Liz whatshername. shes small and cute and hot and i could carry her around in a... dude, Human suitcases would rule, i kinda want to go make one now. my legs are freezing man, and my arm,s feel really heavy. i think i'm losing my mind. But it all was bullshit, a goddamn piece of shit! hahahaha wedding singer rules. ima gonna get the death from above tattoo when i turn 18, with my older bro (well, sis, technically) and his roommate, Jeremy (hannah, technically). you know what's frustrating, Carmike 15 spelt Quantum of Solace as Quantum of Solice. the retards. holy crap, it's now 4:47, that means i managed to type meaninglessly for over 10 minutes, my god, this must've been how Hemingway felt. ooo, BURN! I just burned Hemingway. god that guy hurts my head, his work makes no sense, he's a commie i tells ya. my god, my internal voice sounds though it were drunk. this is why i while never drink and fuck, it's just too messy. anyways, you know who'll fuck you up? Nate affield, i know something he doesn't know :D... but that's a story for, hey you know what? College is gonna rule, woot!!! ♂ Animation mentor. wow, my hands get really cold if i m,ove them away from the keyboard, that's amazing. another 15 points awarded if you've managed to continually read this far. another 5 minutes have passed. green is orange with the silver. you know who i used to like, Meghan, because she's so cool, but she can't stand me... I think... Wow! I do sound Drunk, maybe i should stop, ah fuck it, i've come this far, might as well keep writing until 5 o'clock and my warm shower of doom awaits me. my hand is becoming numb, oh well. it 455 right now. Renee Therrein is a cool cat. I can't stand the Kelcca coimit. they frustrate (that was Kelsy Coit and Becca Dymit, in case you couldn't tell). i wish i could see this clearly all the time. the jitters have subsided and my brain is starting to work on a normal level again. that was some funness had by me. pacing is my past-time. This is the first blog that actually makes sense with my blogs name. Live through the eyes of insanity indeed. this blog has gotten very long, it is quite stupendiffirous indeed. ok, i know for a fact that "stupendiffirous" is a bullshit word, so, yeah, my spell check isn't working right now. kinda glad actually, i don't want to know the amount of errors i made in my posting madness, well its 5, signing off kiddies
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes
Who watches the watchmen, INDEED!
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
My god
9 days man, 9 days.
anyways, i would first like to point out that it has been a most significant fortnight. the play and what not, plus all this strange stuff: from the theoretical bombs to the randomly spawning moody ladies (if your reading this, i don't mean you). Quite Significant!!!
second off, Don't ever read Watchmen, then directly follow it up with atheist reading materials, it will destroy your mind!!!!
next, I have thought about the ideas of personalities for a long time, so i've decided to tell you what i've learned. every single person is a tree, that, because of some sort of outside or inner force, splits off of the original. what this creates multiples of the same personality. such as myself: there is This james (Philosophical and very empathetic), normal James (generally very calm and kind of quiet), friend James (a general wierdo), Lonely James (very creeperish, tenatively obsessed with women), theater James (similar to normal, but less inhibited), and punk James (hates everyone and is very sarcastic).
but anywho, i might follow up on this later.
anyways, i would first like to point out that it has been a most significant fortnight. the play and what not, plus all this strange stuff: from the theoretical bombs to the randomly spawning moody ladies (if your reading this, i don't mean you). Quite Significant!!!
second off, Don't ever read Watchmen, then directly follow it up with atheist reading materials, it will destroy your mind!!!!
next, I have thought about the ideas of personalities for a long time, so i've decided to tell you what i've learned. every single person is a tree, that, because of some sort of outside or inner force, splits off of the original. what this creates multiples of the same personality. such as myself: there is This james (Philosophical and very empathetic), normal James (generally very calm and kind of quiet), friend James (a general wierdo), Lonely James (very creeperish, tenatively obsessed with women), theater James (similar to normal, but less inhibited), and punk James (hates everyone and is very sarcastic).
but anywho, i might follow up on this later.
Monday, November 10, 2008
Monday Evening
I am currently a point in my life where the metaphorical gold pan is settling out and i can take some of the fragments that i've secured in my life out for when i need them. I'm positive in my choice of animation mentor and am prepared to send in my application in May (well, nearly, i need to write out the short-essays), I am secure in my "no ladies for James" Philosophy, and do have 3-4 new prospects if i happen to change my mind at a later date, and life is pretty good.
second off, i decided i am not going to sleep tonight and perhaps next week, i won't eat (just for a change of pace). I don't know why, it just is.
thirdly, I find myself swinging back to that weird zone that i was in the beginning of the year, but almost in the opposite. i find myself hating the people who are snarky to other people. sometimes change is confusing.
lastly, I would like to end this with something more aww-ish and something i don't do often enough.
Katie: You are the rock to my, well, rock. I know that in a very rare moment of my own weakness, i have you to lean on. you rock! (HA, PUN!)
Jenna: you're one of the coolest people I know, and i'm glad to have known you (wow, this kinda has a suicide note type of ring, don't it?)(don't worry, i wont kill myself), and in the infamous words of Josh Gunter "you and Jenna are practically the same person" ( I can't remember where that was from (ok, well that's kind of a lie, but i don't wish to say from where, MUAHAHA))(lotsa asides here...)
Ms. Fritz: you are a cool cat. Yes, sarcasm is also my native tongue, and yes, Keanu Reeves is quite possibly the coolest man alive. oh, and i nearly have enough money for the solar sail for our Ship.
and if i could time travel:
5th Grade James: Life will get harder, but don't worry and don't sweat it. also 2 things to note. those people you think are stupid, you were right, they grew up to be a bunch of dumbasses, but they won't bother you for too long. and #2, please find meghan raebel, and focus on remembering her (we also have amazing mental powers, espicially with memory) because i can't seem to recall.
7th grade James: you might not remember it, but we were a happy child just a year ago. don't be angry at the world. life gets better. no, we don't get the social life we wished for right now, but, we do learn to enjoy all of our "James" time. so BE HAPPY!
10th Grade James: Bricky's great, right? you're not changing at all for her, right? well, before you get mad and pissy at the world later on, Brocky is going to give you a yellow rose on the third night of the play. that same night, she's going to give Nate a red rose. let that sink in. you understand now? yes, we know that all the sexual frustration of 15 years of life is a difficult burden to bear, but it would be beter to bear it for now. now, i'm not supposed to reveal the future, but you remember Sarah, who you met at the State Fair. well, let's just say that that boat hasn't sailed just yet.
11th grade James (early year): Hey, isn't Sarah great, yeah, i think she's wonderful too. look, remember to hold onto this feeling of mental clarity, and try to carry it on to whatever lies ahead.
11th Grade James (later year): yeah, Sarah basically dumped you by not talking to you for a month, sucks, doesn't it? well, first off, i know what went wrong, she didn't actually want to go bowling that night, she just didn't have the guts to tell you, and she felt like you forced her into it. i would suggest apologizing, but you can't take my advice (that would create a new time stream). Oh and that look that sarah wente gave you that night, i know what that's all about, just promise me you won't kill her when you find out (i managed to not to, but make sure you hold it under control). Lastly, while it feels like you still have that clarity you had from Sarah, you have to know that it's become malignant and you to open yourself to changing who you are in order to correct that.
12th grade James: you remember that advice i gave you in my last letter, you just now started to take it? oh and make sure you read The Fountainhead, and keep yourself open to change, it will become fantastic on the flip side.
and, as a final.
To Sarah Cross: the likelyhood of you reading this is near impossibility, but i have to say it anyway. it has been nearly 6 months since you stooped talking to me the first time and 4 months since we stopped talking. I apologize for not realizing at the time that you were still fragile from the rape, and that i was included in the umbrella of men you luke-warm trusted. but i also must thank you for opening up to me so soon after you had been hurt. the moments i had with you, though brief, will last me for a lifetime. I'm still getting over you, and i fear the day i get my license, for it just might be the day where i have the weakest willpower and i end up seeing you.
yours truly,
James Mahaney
second off, i decided i am not going to sleep tonight and perhaps next week, i won't eat (just for a change of pace). I don't know why, it just is.
thirdly, I find myself swinging back to that weird zone that i was in the beginning of the year, but almost in the opposite. i find myself hating the people who are snarky to other people. sometimes change is confusing.
lastly, I would like to end this with something more aww-ish and something i don't do often enough.
Katie: You are the rock to my, well, rock. I know that in a very rare moment of my own weakness, i have you to lean on. you rock! (HA, PUN!)
Jenna: you're one of the coolest people I know, and i'm glad to have known you (wow, this kinda has a suicide note type of ring, don't it?)(don't worry, i wont kill myself), and in the infamous words of Josh Gunter "you and Jenna are practically the same person" ( I can't remember where that was from (ok, well that's kind of a lie, but i don't wish to say from where, MUAHAHA))(lotsa asides here...)
Ms. Fritz: you are a cool cat. Yes, sarcasm is also my native tongue, and yes, Keanu Reeves is quite possibly the coolest man alive. oh, and i nearly have enough money for the solar sail for our Ship.
and if i could time travel:
5th Grade James: Life will get harder, but don't worry and don't sweat it. also 2 things to note. those people you think are stupid, you were right, they grew up to be a bunch of dumbasses, but they won't bother you for too long. and #2, please find meghan raebel, and focus on remembering her (we also have amazing mental powers, espicially with memory) because i can't seem to recall.
7th grade James: you might not remember it, but we were a happy child just a year ago. don't be angry at the world. life gets better. no, we don't get the social life we wished for right now, but, we do learn to enjoy all of our "James" time. so BE HAPPY!
10th Grade James: Bricky's great, right? you're not changing at all for her, right? well, before you get mad and pissy at the world later on, Brocky is going to give you a yellow rose on the third night of the play. that same night, she's going to give Nate a red rose. let that sink in. you understand now? yes, we know that all the sexual frustration of 15 years of life is a difficult burden to bear, but it would be beter to bear it for now. now, i'm not supposed to reveal the future, but you remember Sarah, who you met at the State Fair. well, let's just say that that boat hasn't sailed just yet.
11th grade James (early year): Hey, isn't Sarah great, yeah, i think she's wonderful too. look, remember to hold onto this feeling of mental clarity, and try to carry it on to whatever lies ahead.
11th Grade James (later year): yeah, Sarah basically dumped you by not talking to you for a month, sucks, doesn't it? well, first off, i know what went wrong, she didn't actually want to go bowling that night, she just didn't have the guts to tell you, and she felt like you forced her into it. i would suggest apologizing, but you can't take my advice (that would create a new time stream). Oh and that look that sarah wente gave you that night, i know what that's all about, just promise me you won't kill her when you find out (i managed to not to, but make sure you hold it under control). Lastly, while it feels like you still have that clarity you had from Sarah, you have to know that it's become malignant and you to open yourself to changing who you are in order to correct that.
12th grade James: you remember that advice i gave you in my last letter, you just now started to take it? oh and make sure you read The Fountainhead, and keep yourself open to change, it will become fantastic on the flip side.
and, as a final.
To Sarah Cross: the likelyhood of you reading this is near impossibility, but i have to say it anyway. it has been nearly 6 months since you stooped talking to me the first time and 4 months since we stopped talking. I apologize for not realizing at the time that you were still fragile from the rape, and that i was included in the umbrella of men you luke-warm trusted. but i also must thank you for opening up to me so soon after you had been hurt. the moments i had with you, though brief, will last me for a lifetime. I'm still getting over you, and i fear the day i get my license, for it just might be the day where i have the weakest willpower and i end up seeing you.
yours truly,
James Mahaney
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
A quick one
Almost put my hand through my monitor again.
it appears that prop. 8 has passed in california. now the # of states in which you can become married as a gay couple dropped from 3 to 2.
the retarded people of this world (namely those born in the early part of the 1900s to 1960 or so) should learn to respect people around them. and not take their rights away (personally, this should've never been voted on)
it appears that prop. 8 has passed in california. now the # of states in which you can become married as a gay couple dropped from 3 to 2.
the retarded people of this world (namely those born in the early part of the 1900s to 1960 or so) should learn to respect people around them. and not take their rights away (personally, this should've never been voted on)
Monday, November 3, 2008
A day to yourself
Today i missed my bus and my parents through sleeping in, thus i got a day off from school.
it really helped to have a day to myself, doing what i want, when i want. it was comfortable to say the least. it really helped to clear my head about somethings i'd been jumbling around recently. if you've read through my recent posts i say i'm having no girl troubles. while that was true, i haven't been having any girl luck recently either. i'm not complaining, it's just been something that's been bouncing around in my head and finally was resolved today.
on another topic, California's resolution 8 on their ballot for tomorrow is the single most aggravating thing on the planet as of this moment. tomorrow the citizens of california are going to vote on whether or not gay's should be allowed to be married or not. THIS IS ABSOLUTELY UNACCEPTABLE!!!! Freedom is defined as: "A state of being where a man's choices are not influenced by the abritrary will of another". I don't care if this is "democratic". IN THIS COUNTRY, THE RIGHTS OF THE INDIVIDUAL COME BEFORE THE RIGHTS OF THE MASSES.
Fucking Assholes, have they ever read documents from our fucking forefathers. "we hold these truths to be self-evident, that every man is endowed... with certain unalienable rights. that among these are Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness. I DON'T FUCKING CARE IF THIS IS A DEMOCRATIC COUNTRY, THIS IS THE IMPEDEMENT OF THE PEOPLES RIGHT TO PURSUE HAPPINESS.
that brings me to the dumbass Supreme Court justice who ruled that torture isn't cruel and unusual punishment, because it's not punishment. WHERE THE FUCK DOES HE GET OFF? "EVERY MAN... UNALIENABLE RIGHTS". FOR CHRIST'S SAKE, LEARN GODDAMNIT.
that was james' angry rant of the week (note: when i read about resolution 8, i almost put my arm through my monitor, which would've bad, because i would've been bleeding, but mostly because then i would have had to buy a new monitor)
-James
it really helped to have a day to myself, doing what i want, when i want. it was comfortable to say the least. it really helped to clear my head about somethings i'd been jumbling around recently. if you've read through my recent posts i say i'm having no girl troubles. while that was true, i haven't been having any girl luck recently either. i'm not complaining, it's just been something that's been bouncing around in my head and finally was resolved today.
on another topic, California's resolution 8 on their ballot for tomorrow is the single most aggravating thing on the planet as of this moment. tomorrow the citizens of california are going to vote on whether or not gay's should be allowed to be married or not. THIS IS ABSOLUTELY UNACCEPTABLE!!!! Freedom is defined as: "A state of being where a man's choices are not influenced by the abritrary will of another". I don't care if this is "democratic". IN THIS COUNTRY, THE RIGHTS OF THE INDIVIDUAL COME BEFORE THE RIGHTS OF THE MASSES.
Fucking Assholes, have they ever read documents from our fucking forefathers. "we hold these truths to be self-evident, that every man is endowed... with certain unalienable rights. that among these are Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness. I DON'T FUCKING CARE IF THIS IS A DEMOCRATIC COUNTRY, THIS IS THE IMPEDEMENT OF THE PEOPLES RIGHT TO PURSUE HAPPINESS.
that brings me to the dumbass Supreme Court justice who ruled that torture isn't cruel and unusual punishment, because it's not punishment. WHERE THE FUCK DOES HE GET OFF? "EVERY MAN... UNALIENABLE RIGHTS". FOR CHRIST'S SAKE, LEARN GODDAMNIT.
that was james' angry rant of the week (note: when i read about resolution 8, i almost put my arm through my monitor, which would've bad, because i would've been bleeding, but mostly because then i would have had to buy a new monitor)
-James
Sunday, November 2, 2008
While my guitar gently weeps...
First off, i changed the strings on Veronica for the first time in the 2 years i've had her (it was necessary, really, her G string was completed rusted and the others were following suit). and my god, how much better she sound, instead of the dry warbly crackle i used to get, its now a cool, crisp, metallic twang, as it should be. just had to say.
second, and back by popular demand (a whopping 5 comments (not including my own)). The seven deadly sins. now, i don't have the patience for the listing thing right now, but i do wish to propose something. As an ethical atheist (found the term on the interblag, and decided to keep it) I propose the removal of some and the addition of others.
To be Removed:
Pride: To put ones-self before the masses allows you to become an individual and makes you strong and allows you to find hapiness.
Greed: (My definition) A person with wants (that are healthy) should pursue them with their whole heart and mind
To be added:
Apathy: Not questioning the reason for everything, and not acting accordingly.
Vanity: the dark side of pride, thinking not of yourself as an individual but as thinking of yourself as something far better than those around you. these people often become so diluted in vanity that they often lose what they originally intended to gain.
Thrist for power: those who strive for power, don't get power. but instead they sacrifice themselves up so that people around them give them some of their power. people who attempt to gain power, end up losing their power as individuals and become the abritrary will of the masses. this is the flip side of greed.
Selflessness: those who offer themselves up to those around them lose their individualness and become whatever the masses need. this is the flip side of lust.
Addendum for November 3rd. I'm currently stranded at home with no way to get to school. everybody left, forgetting about me. sometimes being invisible can suck.
second, and back by popular demand (a whopping 5 comments (not including my own)). The seven deadly sins. now, i don't have the patience for the listing thing right now, but i do wish to propose something. As an ethical atheist (found the term on the interblag, and decided to keep it) I propose the removal of some and the addition of others.
To be Removed:
Pride: To put ones-self before the masses allows you to become an individual and makes you strong and allows you to find hapiness.
Greed: (My definition) A person with wants (that are healthy) should pursue them with their whole heart and mind
To be added:
Apathy: Not questioning the reason for everything, and not acting accordingly.
Vanity: the dark side of pride, thinking not of yourself as an individual but as thinking of yourself as something far better than those around you. these people often become so diluted in vanity that they often lose what they originally intended to gain.
Thrist for power: those who strive for power, don't get power. but instead they sacrifice themselves up so that people around them give them some of their power. people who attempt to gain power, end up losing their power as individuals and become the abritrary will of the masses. this is the flip side of greed.
Selflessness: those who offer themselves up to those around them lose their individualness and become whatever the masses need. this is the flip side of lust.
Addendum for November 3rd. I'm currently stranded at home with no way to get to school. everybody left, forgetting about me. sometimes being invisible can suck.
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