Bridget and Emily on HomophobiaEMILY:
My mom found out you're a lesbian. She forbid me from going to San Fran for college with you. I chewed her ass. I can go again now. She got all high and mighty and lectured me about how she'll "not have me become a lesbian" and blah blah blah.
I hate this place so much, Bridget. Don't worry, I defended you with my life. I'm proud to call you my friend. She can't take that from me.
Emily, that means more to me than you will ever know.
What irks me is that some of my friend's parents feel that because I like girls, it means that I'm some kind of creep out to turn all her female friends, which isn't true in the slightest. The same thinking could be used in reverse; A lot of my friends are straight, both males and females. That doesn't mean that me spending time with them is going to make me heterosexual.
Thank you so much. I really hope I get to see you soon... I love and miss you so much, Thank you for defending me.
It's what I had to do. You'r
My Way Or CodeKeep moving forward;More Like This
But do not forget where you have tread.
Remember those who have come and gone in life;
But don't dwell on the fact they are no longer there.
Don't act as a weapon that harms others;
But act as a shield that defends those you care for.
Feel the emotions life offers;
But don't let them cloud your judgment.
Walk tall and stand proud;
But don't let your pride prevent you from asking or accepting help.
Avoid acting superior to others;
But take pride in your strengths and accomplishments.
Avoid judging others, especially those you don't know;
But look with questioning eyes when something is amiss.
Hold fast to your beliefs;
But remain flexible for change and new ones to come in.
Love is...More Like This
I've always thought of love as something that one should feel instantaneously when meeting a person... but that's not always the way. Almost always, the first attraction we have towards people is physical, be it looks, or smell, or maybe something else. It has actually been stated (yes yes, it was in an Old Spice commercial, but bear with me!) that smell is what ties us to the most poignant memories we have (I made it sound prettier). As soon as I heard the thing about scent being tied to memory I've always remembered it because it somehow rings true to me; when people die their loved ones often find themselves looking through clothing simply to remember the smell of the deceased.
Now, I've always hated to believe the first step to love being physical attraction. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for physical stuff  but when it comes to love I'm completely serious about there being an equal balance of all aspects. Here is when we come to the hard part... what IS love? One of those big qu
HumansLife is precious. So very precious. Its short. It trickles like the grains of sand in an hourglass. It looks like so much, so much time, but its so very little. Its blown away in the wind, flows away in the water. Every day, every hour, is just another step towards death. Pain, both fleeting and long, only means you're alive.More Like This
Happiness, that brief, happy emotion, means you could still find the good in the world. Could still find laughter despite the creeping dark.
Love, that elusive, sticky emotion, means you’ve found where you belonged. Maybe, maybe, that you’ve found who you belonged to. Who belonged to you.
Anger, that heat in the blood, only means you could still find something to get angry about. Something you could care for.
Hatred, the opposite of love, yet could stem from love, means that you saw the dark, or saw the light. Hatred is fickle, and often a heavy burden. It burns bright, true, but often leads to the dark.
The dark. It creeps and scuttles, shoots from sh
The Soul, Relationships, and MaturityI think everyone understands, or at least can relate to, that period of time when we grow up called puberty. It's an awkward time marked by growth, either excessive confidence or lack thereof, and an increased sense of independence.More Like This
With this image in mind, we tend to think our spirituality simply grows up with us. We have the spirituality of a teen when we're teenagers. We then gain experience, we grow up a little bit, and when we become more adult we have an adult spirituality to go along with it.
But what if I were to suggest to you that it doesn't always work like that?
The truth about our bodies is the same as our mind and spirit: our bodies become slow, stiff, and fat if we outright neglect them. Most of us don't work out, but our bodies are still serviceablewe can walk, lift things, and move around without much hassle.
Our minds and spirits/souls are the samebut they work differently. Our bodies grow up naturally, and our bodies are the way we express ourselves. We c
America - What We've Become When the colonists set out to the New World, they sought freedom - the freedom to worship their god(s), the freedom to speak their minds, the freedom to live. The Founding Fathers defined these freedoms in the Constitution and the Bill of Rights and led the great war against the oppressive British crown. Many died so that the great country and the freedoms we now take for granted could develop and grow into a prosperous nation. Today, we spit on the graves of those who gave birth to America, twist the poetic text of the Constitution and stretch the Bill of Rights to the darkest limits so that we may be happy.More Like This
We are given the right to free speech, but now such a thing has been given a price. Likewise, we are given the freedom to protest, but we take this freedom and we twist it. We live in a country where if one speaks his mind about something he finds immoral,
Vampires, A New Begining 2I got up off the floor, walked over to the front door and waved my hand for Nina to come inside. I walked over to the couch and sat down, putting my hands over my face, I can't believe he found me, what does he even want from me. I watched Nina as she sat Lucy down with her toys, I was so scared for my family, I didn't want anything happening to them. I was tired of all this bullshit, I wanted nothing to do with those people. I got up off the couch and walked into the bathroom, closing and locking the door behind me. I looked around for a bit, then sat down on the edge of the bathtub, this was one of the only places I could go to think. I opened the shower curtain quickly and was pushed on the floor by Jason, it scared me, I thought for sure he was dead, but..I guess I was wrong about that. I heard Nina knock on the door to see if I was okay, I told her that I was fine and that I'd be out in a minute. When I went to look back at him after yelling to Nina, he bit into my neck, I'll admiMore Like This
Vampires, A New BeginingWith the casket being carried across the graveyard by four men, the others at the burial site were waiting, crying, scared, and hoping for things to get better soon. I get out of the car, close the door, and walk over to the others, we talked for a while, laugh a bit from funny memories, until my wife stepped out of the car with our beautiful daughter Lucy, Johnny just had to whistle, so I smacked him in the face, he gave me a dirty look. I called them over to meet some friends of mine and to chat for a bit while I took care of Lucy for her, she needed a break for today, and I needed to spend a little more time than usual with my little girl. I picked her up and walked over to my brother, his wife, and their son Dante. I sat Lucy down beside Dante and hugged my brother, it seems like its been forever since I've seen him, I was happy to see him, and the others as well. I told my brother to watch my daughter for a while, and that I'd be right back. I walked over to the family of the deceMore Like This
Damien The Dark Vampire new19I was sitting there, with nothing to do but stare at this man, not knowing who he was, or what he was, I was a bit frightened, but I knew that he wasn't a bad person. I picked up a stick and threw it past him to get his attention, when he looked back at me, I asked him what we were doing besides sitting here doing nothing until night time. He walked up to me, knelt down close to me, looking into my eyes. When he put his hands on my knees and ran them slowly down my legs, I got chills down my spine, confused, frightened, yet, a bit surprised that I wasn't dead. With my question un-answered, he grabbed my hand and pulled me up on my feet and pushed me a head of him, telling me to walk straight. I put my hands in my pockets, doing as I was told, I was a little annoyed by this, I usually only took orders from Lucifer, but I guess things can change sometimes. After a while, I looked back to see if he was still there, but I was stupid enough to keep walking and got caught in a trap, next thiMore Like This
Damien The Dark Vampire new18When I awaken after my fall, I hear crying, I see lights, it was a bit confusing until I sat up and looked beside me. Nina's eyes were swollen from crying all night, sometimes I wish she wouldn't worry about me so much, cause it made me worry about her, especially now. When I looked down at my arm, my eyes widened, I grabbed a hold of the IV and ripped it out of my arm, I knew enough about that stuff, I just didn't know if it would kill me or not. Nina looked at me, got up out of the chair and slowly wrapped her arms around me, telling me that she loved me with all of her heart. I pulled her up on the bed, looked deeply into her eyes, and told her that I loved her as well, and that it would never change. I asked her if anyone else had come to visit while I was out of it, she said that Micheal and Jason were the only ones, but they didn't stay long. I jumped off the bed and ran out of the room, looking for an exit, Jason had no right to come and see me, not after what he did to me. I loMore Like This
Damien The Dark Vampire new17My whole body began to tremble, I really didn't want to fight him, but I knew that I had to, before this happened again, cause I don't know what he'll do next time if he catches me, he may not have much mercy for me, and I wasn't just going to let this go, I can't trust him anymore. I sat up and looked up at Nina, she was just so beautiful, I knew that I couldn't live without her. I shook my head and got up off the floor, sniffed the air a bit and ran outside. Hunger just took over, the smell of blood was in the air, I can't believe that I had forgotten about it, I couldn't even remember the last time I had a good meal. I ran down into the yard and took off, searching for someone unworthy to live, I knew not to go after the willing, it's just not thrilling to me anymore. I step up onto the sidewalk, keeping a close eye on my prey, as I get closer to him I grab hold of him and tell him that it'll be over quickly. I bite into his neck, holding onto his shoulders to keep him from running,More Like This
Damien The Dark Vampire new16I sat there wondering, why they didn't kill me, was there a reason why they wanted me alive? I looked up at the sky, finally night time, I wanted to get home, I wanted to be with my brother and my fiancée. I slowly got up on my feet, trying to keep my balance, slowly I walked through the ally, trying to find a way out. I soon spot a small opening with a light shining through, I walk near it and quickly lean against the wall, I then see a small can beside my foot, I gently kick it in the way of the light, getting some attention. I look around the corner to see Izumi walking near to check the noise, I get her attention by tapping the wall with the heel of my shoe, which frightened her a bit. She asked me what I was doing out here so late, I told her that I was just on a walk and happened to get lost on the way home. She told me to get inside, I didn't want to be the one to go first but I guess I had to. I smile slightly, walking backwards, which was a bad idea. I tripped on the landMore Like This
Damien The Dark Vampire new15I didn't want anything to do with them, I didn't even want them in my house, but I wanted to get things settled down between them and Nina. Her mother pulled her husband away from me and pushed him on the couch, I guess she finally got a bad feeling about me, I don't blame her though. I just shook my head and walked past the dining room to see if Micheal and Nina were okay. He looked up at me and nodded his head, I grin and walk away to the back door and grab an old cloak of mine. I walked outside and looked around, when I went to turn around I saw Lucifer standing there with a scroll in his hand. He tossed it to me, told me to read it, and to understand it well, then he just took off. I swear sometimes he can be so confusing, I never could understand him or the things he does. I sighed and stood there shaking my head, I really didn't want to go back into my own house, crazy huh. I looked at the scroll, I didn't want to open it until the day was gone. I turned my head, looking at my brMore Like This
Damien The Dark Vampire new14I shook my head back and forth, and put my hand on my forehead, yet I quickly pulled my hand away, noticing that the hole was gone. I looked over at Mr. and Mrs. Tucker, they seemed to be getting very impatient waiting for their daughter. I took a deep breath in and screamed at the top of my lungs for Nina to come down stairs, nearly scaring the life out of her parents. After I had screamed I noticed that Micheal had ran out of the dining room freaked out, he asked me why I was yelling, so I told him to look on the couch. He tilted his head in confusion, and walked away like nothing happened. Nina peeked around the corner, I waved my hand, letting her know to come down. I knew that she didn't want to, but it was for an important reason. She ran down the stairs and hid behind me, asking me what I wanted, that's when her mother stood up and asked, if she wanted to stay with a vampire, or if she'd want to come back home where she belongs. The only thing she could do was look up at me, I tMore Like This
Damien The Dark Vampire new13I ran down into the living room and look around, I didn't see Micheal, so he was either in his room, or he was out somewhere. I went to sit down on the couch until I heard a knock on the door. I kept my guard up as I slowly reached for the door handle. I opened the door, and saw two unknown people standing there, confused. I took a deep breath in and and let it out slowly, I told them to come in and have a seat, they seemed to be a bit frightened for some reason. I scratched the back of my head, and told them that I would be right with them in a moment. I ran up the stairs and into my room, and almost knocked over the broken door leaning on the wall. I looked up at Nina as she had a confused look on her face. She asked me why I was in such a hurry, and I couldn't tell her, yet I had to show her. I grabbed her hand and lead her to the top of the staircase, she peeked out and saw the two people sitting on the couch, the only thing she could do was cry. I pulled her close to me, and askedMore Like This
Damien, The Dark Vampire new12A few hours went by before I saw anyone but Nina. I got up out of the chair and walked over to the doorway, peeking out to see if anyone was around. I looked back in the room to make sure Nina was still sleeping, I sigh and walk out of the room and down the stairs. I look around in the living room, I didn't see Jason anywhere, I was getting worried about where he might be. I sit down on the couch, looking out the window, the light shining through was painful, yet so beautiful. I got up off the couch, walking over to the stereo to turn on some music. After I turned it on I walked back over to the couch and plopped down on it. I looked up at the ceiling, thinking about when I should plan the wedding for Nina and I, but I couldn't think of a good day. I knew that Halloween was coming soon, I guess I could set it up for that day, but I didn't want anyone freaking out or anything with the surprise that I had planned as well. I looked over and saw Micheal standing there, I sat up quickly andMore Like This
Capitolul VII al vietii: VorbaSunt un egocentrist, un snob. Acest capitol mi-l dedic mie, in intregime. Dar nu e vina mea! Nu sunt un ipocrit, ei mi-au spus toate acele cuvinte! O importanta parte a vietii, mai mult la nivel inconstient esteMore Like This
ta, a altora, nu conteaza. In momentul rostirii unei litere, omul isi asuma puterea demiurgica. "Dumnezeu este Cuvantul". Alfa si Omega, inceputul si sfarsitul, doua litere ale unui alfabet. Alfabetul grecesc. Ceea ce a facut vreodata o diferenta in evolutia umanitatii, a fost scrisul si limbajul verbal. Cel corporal inca este prezent ca o reminiscenta a animalismului uman.
Inca de la nastere, suntem impovarati cu tot felul de VORBE. "Vai ce frumos e!", "Ah, cat plange blestemul asta mic", etc. Dar aceste vorbe, dupa o anumita varsta, raman imprimate pe cortexul nostru, asa, ca niste picturi rupestre. Astfel, comportamentul ne este afectat, mai mult sau mai putin vizibil, mai mult sau mai putin voit. Bineinteles, e doar unul dintre oceanul de factori si variabile care det
Capitolul VI al vietii: LuminaCu o zi inainte, vineri seara fiind, am iesit si eu in oras, ca de obicei. O escapada din asta poate face minuni uneori. Ca de obicei, plec dupa lasarea serii (pe la 9 parca), ajung, ma distrez cu prietenii, totul e fain, totul e bine, sunt inconjurat de frumos si asta ma face sa ma simt excelent. Ca sa amplific senzatia aia (si sa devin chiar MAI deschis) beau si eu ca tot omul. Holsten, e chiar buna. Pana apare un prieten cu o tuica foarte puturoasa si tare. Hai ca pun si eu in bere, asa, de amuzament. Ce pot sa va zic, 1-0 pentru malitiosul cocktail, am fost KO. A doua zi dimineata, cand m-am trezit, camera era scaldata inMore Like This
Aproape totul este iluminat. Fizic vorbind, lumina are doua naturi: ondulatorie si materiala (fotonii). Toate culorile pe care le vedem sunt, de fapt, nu rezultatul unui proces de atractie ci, de fapt, de respingere. Exact, noi vedem ce REFLECTA mediul inconjurator. Banuiesc ca stiti despre spectrul luminos...culorile curcubeului, zic. Obiectele, in general
CapitolulV al vietii:IntunericIn cel de-al cincilea capitol si totusi, nu ultimul, va voi vorbi despre un element de o foarte mare insemnatate in viata:More Like This
Multora dintre voi v-a fost frica de intuneric in copilarie. Cel mai probabil evitati zonele intunecoase si acum. Mie nu. Acolo ma duceam, unde era mai mult intuneric. Credeam ca in acele zone voi vedea ce altii nu vad. Acolo voi fi eu, unde nu va ajunge lumina, de parca fluxul de fotoni mi-ar fi daunat in vreun fel. Intunericul e o zodie, e o dimensiune, e o lume. O lume in care nu multi au curajul sa se avante, din frica de necunoscut. Sau cine stie ce alte frici. Deci e o lume pe care nu o imparteam cu multi, ceea ce era foarte placut pentru mine, fiind o fiinta atat de egocentrista si posesiva.
Apusul soarelui iernatic si mirosul fumului din hornuri erau semne de victorie pentru mine. Fuioarele de fum anuntau izbanda frigului asupra caldurii si pregatirea invaziei intunericului. Apoi, victorioasa, escortata de roiuri stelare, rasarea luna. Dulcea si
CapitolulIV al vietii: RegreteAl patrulea capitol din seria "Capitolele vietii" trateazaMore Like This
Am avut un cosmar exact inainte sa scriu asta. E groaznic sa te poti aduna si sa incerci sa te exprimi frumos, literar, dupa un cosmar din asta. Bine macar ca nu trebuie sa va vorbesc in fata. M-as balbai groaznic. Hai sa va povestesc:
Ma aflam intr-o camera puternic luminata. Aveam o stare groaznica de agitatie. Simteam mirosul de transpiratie si asta explica suvoaiele calde ce ma imbaiau incontinuu. Initial nu vedeam prea multe, doar niste siluete. Simteam acel miros...oficial, sa zic asa, de catifea. Catifea si lemn. Parca eram in ceva amfiteatru sau naiba stie. Incet-incet am inceput sa deslusesc siluete. Dar nu vedeam nicio miscare, ciudat...Parca toti asteptau ceva, sau eu asteptam? Ma simteam atat de neputincios...si incoltit. Parca eram in mijlocul unui proces, eram acuzatul, da, si asteptam sa aud ciocanelul acela, lemn pe lemn, ochi pentru ochi, vai de viata mea, asteptam sentinta.
Si nemiloase au fost reverb
CapitolulIII al vietii: IubireAceasta parte trateaza al treilea element al vietii, necunoscut de multi, dar parca stiut de mine:More Like This
Cu totii ati trait idilele voastre in tineretile de mult apuse (sau in plina floare!). Cu totii ati trait povesti platonice sau boeme de dragoste. Tuturor v-a crescut pulsul la vederea persoanei dragi, la asteptarea chinuitoare a unei replici de la aceasta, la o privire. Pulsul crescut, capul in norii aceia pufosi si roz, excitatie maxima, orgasme mintale, stropi de sudoare, feromoni, emotii, a doua zi, "prima data", sange, durere, placere, autoexilare, flacara, dorinta, pasiune, sarutari, saliva, geamat , inca o data, din nou, mai vreau, vino, hai, preludiu si, CLIMAX si...sfarsit. Discutia inteligenta de dupa, la o tigara. Placere dupa placere. Tensiune dupa intensitate. Intensitate dupa rezistenta. Sex electrizat. Stil.
Dar va uitati, dragi filofili, la intregul tablou, veti vedea cum toate acestea curg impreuna ca un izvor de munte, curg la vale, ca sa se reverse intr-un rau
Capitolul I al vietii: MoarteaM-am decis sa elaborez cateva lucrari (mai mult sau mai putin filosofice) despre viata. Asadar, voi aborda cate un element/pagina.More Like This
Paradoxal insa, voi incepe cu "MOARTEA". Cu sfarsitul unei vieti (asa cum o stim noi cel putin). Fara alte adaugiri insignifiante pentru mine sau tine, voi trece la subiect:
Ne indreptam incet-incet spre limanurile gri. Acolo ne asteapta o luntre frumoasa, da, asa ni s-a spus, la apus de soare. Si toti vom fi egali pe puntea mirosind a padure, dintr-un lemn neslefuit, rugos. Razele rosiatice ale soarelui ne vor usca lacrimile de adio si ne vor mangaia duios fetele atat de reci, de emotii sau cine stie.
Luntrasul, din cate am auzit, e doar o umbra a ceea ce a fost candva, cine stie cand? E garbovit, ranchiunos si niciodata nu priveste pasagerii. Ba mai mult, nici nu-si da gluga jos. Trebuie ca-i tare complexat personajul. Dar niciodata nu lipseste de la datorie si nu lasa pe nimeni in urma. Nu e lipsit de tact, e silentios si precis. Merge fix la tin
CapitolulII al vietii: PutereaDupa prima parte, care sper ca v-a indus imaginile pe care le aveam eu in minte cand am scris-o. In cea de-a doua parte voi trata cel de-al doilea element ca importanta (dupa mine):More Like This
"De multe ori si de-alungul a cativa ani am stat si am incercat sa ma compar cu altii. Astfel, m-am umanizat. Am intrat in ceea ce voi, muritorilor, numiti societate. Ceea ce e asa important pentru tine, om incapabil, om cu nevoia imperioasa de autovalidare, om cu nevoia de sprijin. Prostule...ca sa sprijini, trebuie sa fii sprijinit. Tu nu ai CUM sa sprijini. NU poti ridica un deget la auzul clevetirilor altora impotriva ta. Tremuri sub mana de fier a stapanilor tai. Plangi la limba ascutita a unei muieri si ii asculti vorbele mai goale ca buzunarul tau, dar care totusi iti strapung asa adanc creierasul...inimioara...sufletelul. Josnicule, ridica-te in fata ta, apoi in fata altora, apoi tine-te bine, caci orice pod se prabuseste si orice vultur cade din zbor, iar cu cat cade de la o inaltime mai ma
smileeveryone worries about all the events that will happen in their life. Sadly we don't realize that we are only assured two events in our lives, that we are born into this world and that one day we will leave it. I myself usually don't have such a grim outlook but it's true. You do not know how or when you will die you only know you will. Every choice you make and every choice that the people around make will effect your life. The scariest part is those choices could be your ultimate demise or they could save your life. The reason I call this smile is simple. Because if you worry about everything that could go wrong on this Earth you will miss Life's beauty. This beginning isn't meant to depress you it's meant to tell you live your life don't worry yourself to death over everything that could go wrong. Worry about what would happen if you just stopped living on account of the fear that you will mess up and fail. Life is not entirely about the decisions you make it is about haviMore Like This
Basic Human PhilosophyAt my school, when heading to the bathroom, I see the common sight of four water fountains separating the men's and the women's.More Like This
Two tall, two short, I suddenly feel thirsty.
No one around, I drink from one of the tall ones.
Walking back there are two stray ones.
One short, One tall.
I stop and soon come to the conclusion that I should have another drink now rather than wasting time when heading to seventh period.
There is bits of vegetables from a ramen noodle cup in the tall one, I cringe, thinking of such a despicable being to do that.
I drink from the short one.
Walking back to class, I take my time, imagining my teacher with her skull smashed as I mess around with a broken pen in my jacket pocket.
I pull the pen out and aim for a trashcan. I miss and keep walking.
Author of my lifeI believe that fate is written for everyone, but in pencil, like a rough draft. Free will writes over that in pen, and it can choose to copy what's there in pencil or rewrite it. And because it is in pen, it cannot be erased.More Like This
*inspired by Zoie Osbourne's Quote: "I am the author of my life. I write in ink so you can't erase my mistakes."
MoS Day 16 ~ Have some philosophical ramblings!This is an answer to the following question, posed by :icondrosera-sundews: :More Like This
Can human beings "live" logically without superstition?
If we live with the concept that there are no souls, when we die, we no longer exist. Shouldn't it not matter to us whether we live or die then?
For example, if we live our lives happily and die in 80 years, the world no longer exists to us, because we no longer exist. It doesn't apply to us anymore, because we don't live in it. Our actions and efforts are, well, "pointless".
The same thing could be said about dying tomorrow. And for that matter, even if you become immortal, what's the point? Because you could just as well be dead and no longer care about your dreams, goals, regrets, disappointments, fears.
Can human beings “live” logically, without superstition?
I’m noticing a pattern in my immediate reactions to these kinds of questions, which is: I go for the concepts and terms. I basically go: “But what do you
CreationismEvery moment is an opportunity to reinvent reality but we are constantly surrounded by logic reminding us that history cannot be altered in such regards. The only reason we haven't agreed collectively as a whole species of self-aware organisms is we are too caught up in relying on our past to explain our future. None of us want to let go because none of us can unless everyone were to forget everything which has already happened and depend on faith in humanity to continue to prosper peacefully. Relevancy on an individual level and pragmatism for improving humanity and advancement of civilization are discoveries worth recording, specificity for the sake of differentiation increase contrast and only divide individuals seeking selfishly.More Like This
Thinking logically does not determine neither right nor wrong but thinking in terms of right and wrong is only logical. It is only when we begin to realize that not all things logical can be defined as being right or wrong where we can decide the knowledge
Part 15 of Ignorance is Bliss Hmm love. Funny little thing isnt it? Its wanted always, but mostly abused. A man loves a woman, but she loves his money. A woman loves a man; he loves her body. I myself believe true love is a myth.More Like This
Censorship and banning. What the hell. Why should we block peoples thoughts and wants? If someone wants to waste their time and get a blunt, let them! If someone wants to say fuck in the middle of a hallway, Let Them! Freedom of speech and freedom of self would allow the unity of all to occur.
Greed. Stupidity. These two things are linked like Siamese twins. Conjoined and unable to be taken apart. Most laws and such are based of greed, most rules in society are just like that.
Hummers, leading cause of global warming and retards.
The word retard, in my opinion, had nothing to do with one having a mental illness. A retard is someone who is inexplicably dumb. Mentally challenged are a lot better than most of us. Most of them are happy and
Part 14 of Ignorance is Bliss Humans have this sense of self-superiority that is huge. They make up beliefs where we humans are in the image of the gods and are better than anything else. Humans need this feeling because we are in fact very small and insignificant compared to the universe. In greater scheme of things we are just but a dot among the trillions of stars in space. No better than anything else maybe except that we developed a larger "intellect".More Like This
Why worry about tomorrow when you should care about the present by learning from the past.
I know I have said this in the past, but I keep witnessing this happening. I do not give a crap about whom you want to win or lose in any situation. I dont want you to try to change my views on a matter; my opinion is mine alone. Shoving your self-righteous views down someones throat will cause them to choke!
Suicide, it is a prospect that goes through peoples minds at times. I can understand if you have to kill yourself if you
Part 13 of Ignorance is Bliss For those people who dont believe in the supernatural need a wake up call. Im not talking about like angels and god supernatural. Im talking about psychics and spirits. Those beliefs have been around forever and well dam, if its been around for so long why cant we just believe just a little? Be open minded and not so logical sometimes.More Like This
If we are animals, and most animals goal in life is to live, survive, and mate, why dont we start doing that again? Do we see how much damage is caused cuz of our goal for more money and power? Its friggen ridiculous.
Nothing is wrong with being obsessive compulsive with music. Listening to one song over and over is'nt weird. Radios play one fucking song all day practically.
Ok this is directed to people who believe they know someone from head to toe. Unless your are a close family member or their very best friend . you dont know jack shit about them . so shut up!
Part 12 of Ignorance is Bliss Truth is just what one human believes it to be.More Like This
For all those people who believe animals are beneath us or less important youre an animal you are youre a mammal and just because you are more intelligent doesnt prove jack about yourself compared to animals so shut up.
So the world is going to end...big frickin deal...its not like we all werent going to die anyways...plus look on the bright side: the world will be rid of any assholes and evil fuckhead youve ever come across in your lives. Adriana M.O.
ENOUGH WITH THE OBSESSION WITH CHUCK NORRIS that is all. Its just plain stupid
No matter how happy you are, there is a always this pain you have. But this pain will lead to a better being I hope. I hope.
"I will always be there for you" is what we are told by the ones we love, yet where they when we truly do?
Part 11 of Ignorance is Bliss People who steal others ideas (Ive been guilty) are unoriginal and need more imagination, BUT if the person whos ideas are being taken is fine with it than will you others not bitch please?More Like This
I dont give a fuck what your color or heritage is. Youre another human being and if I dont like you it isnt because youre black or Jewish. Get over yourself.
This may have been said before but why do religions fight over who is the most peaceful?
Has anyone thought that earth was a dumping ground for different planets stupid and crazy people?
If you dont like someone. Please tell them. I cant stand when I try to communicate with people and they dont respond and I know they are there. Seriously. If you no likey someone. Telly them.
Part 10 of Ignorance is Bliss When your up really late, or in this case up really early, your thoughts wander. They wander so much so that I can not even comprehend what I thinkMore Like This
I dont give a fuck about you logical folk. Santa and every single thing that is imaginary is way more entertaining than logic!
Penguins may look cute and all but do we really need so much merchandise and movies about them!?
If your not depressed every once and a while you're creepy
I love how the world is caring about what they eat and if its organic or not .but dear god advertise it better than cheaply paid kids who cant act singing bad sing songs. Song which are created by hobos who are high, drunk, and slightly mentally unhinged.
Lack of brilliance is either because one tries to hard or is out of ideas.
If you become a fan of something cuz it is in go die
I know this is nothing new, but reality shows
Part 9 of Ignorance is Bliss Government is one of the things I really cant stand what so ever. It can be so easily corrupted no matter what right government it is. The only belief that I think could work is if there were more peaceful and sane people in the world; actually... than there would be no need for government. The world would be better: If we didn't see value in shiny rocks and paper. If we cast aside our differences and focused on protecting the planet which is our home. The problem is that one human always strives for the most power.... Sadly i doubt we will NEVER be able to do what I described. This is not pessimism, it is realism people. Get it through your happy go lucky skulls!More Like This
Parents worrying about who their kids marry worry too much. I mean if you really they think they arent a match than just wait and watch what happens. Most likely your right. Let the little love doves find it out themselves.
For those veggytarians out there, I understand that you don
Part 8 of Ignorance is Bliss Aging can either be like wine or milk.More Like This
What kind of real god would give you everything you want? The Hogfather
A dog that you are able to punt across a field is not a real dog but a makeshift football.
One should not worry about aging. By growing older you see more and experience more events. Those who wish to live forever and young will soon to want to die because all of their friends and family would pass on and loneliness would be eternal.
What do I care who you sleep with? A Broberg family member.
To be oblivious can be carefree but may offend those oblivious to your oblivion.
Writing down your thoughts may release steam but too much may lead to emptiness.
Now this is just my opinion but if you want to find indifference (or less anxiety). Than just accept sometime in your life . You WILL die.
For those who object peoples choice in sexuality may I ask why you have such an interest in t
Part 7 of Ignorance of Bliss I maybe crazy, but Im not nuts A man released from an asylum onto the streets in PhillyMore Like This
The only thing that can match mans greed is either cunning or stupidity.
To be prejudice against your fellow man is pointless. If we are all of the same species and live on the same earth, than why fight? The day when man is becoming extinct is the day he realizes he should of allied with his species.
If history repeats its self than it is a fool who does not appreciate his past to better his future.
One must have a respect for nature. If he doesnt than he is an idiot for not realizing that it is nature that created him.
The need for friends and family like the need for air and food. Without them you die. (inside for those who do not get me )
Education is necessary only when one wants it.
War is like eating feces. Idiotic and utterly pointless.
Of all of our differences, music and beat is one thing we
Part 6 of Ignorance is Bliss Of all the evils in the world: Stress is the one of the worst.More Like This
Me has bad grammar, but Didnt you get the point?
The unhappiness of man began when the renaissance started to rear its head. The increase of learning and education resulted in the hell based school system we have today. This was the beginning of the end my friends.
There are two types of ignorant people in this world. The ignorantly bliss people and the unknown ignorant people. The ignorantly bliss know and choose to be stupid, while the unknowing ignorant believe themselves socially educated and are leading cause of decay. Ex. W. Bush.
I have my beliefs, you have yours. Dont try to shove them down my throat.
Politicians, besides lawyers, are highest paid people who are supposed to lie.
Disease is necessary; it is the natural population control.
Money and jewels are just objects. There is no value in them. They are just paper a
Glad againGlad to be gone,More Like This
Is that so wrong?
To berid of all the sadness,
You caused me each day.
You hate me,
But was I really to blame?
Found an escape,
The one that took what once was importaned to me.
NormalMore Like This
In two years.
Two very short years...
I lost so much.
Ever since than,
I have never been looked at the same way again.
I am now...
the depressed girl.
The girl who lost her father.
The girl who feels sorry for herself.
The girl who never says a word.
Am I just a label?
Will people ever look at me again
and not have a sad expression on their face?
Can I ever...truly be normal again?
Two years ago.
Two very short years ago....
I started everyday like normal,
until that day.
I don't know what the word normal even means anymore.
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End it all?
Relieve the pain?
Dispose of myself?
Disappear from this world?
Leave my friends and family behind?
Take the easy way out?
Never see the light of day again?
do one simple action
that will change my life forever?
Phases Of MePhases Of MeMore Like This
Speak and Listen
Hear me out is what I ask for
Let me Speak before you walk the door
Lend me you ear when I try telling you what's true
Hear my Words when I tell you what's true
Cries and Sighs
Tears trickle from the eye
A little Huff is my sigh
The Wet liquid that drips down my face
The Quivered breath that slows my pace
Truth and Lies
Giggle your joy in spreading the lies
Whimper a little with your silent cries
Your faulty imperfections and our little mistakes
Help us succeed in the friendships we break
Me and You
What happened to me and you
I'll tell you what happened what is true
You decidedto ignore me and what I said
So now I hope it's guilt that swallows you along with Dread
Broken yet Whole
Shattered remains of who I was and when
The actions we spoke keep m
Little Music BoxLittle music boxMore Like This
Play your tune,
A tune of sadness,
A tune of death.
Watch the blood splatter,
Forming horrific art apon the walls,
And pools of blood on the floor,
Little music box play your tune.
Play your tune to all who'll listen,
in their dying time,
With their last breath,
Taken away by your magnificent tune.
Little Music Box, Play Your Tune
InvisibleHave you ever met someone,More Like This
With a heart of gold,
One as pure as yours?
Have you ever met someone,
As kind and caring,
As you are?
I've wanted to tell you for so long,
Tell you how I truly felt,
But I was afraid
Afraid of rejection.
Having my heart broken a 4th time,
Was something I couldn't bare.
So I sat quietly,
Giving you quiet little hints,
But you didn't notice,
You never do,
But still i keep going,
A SMILE in my face and HOPE in my heart.
Porcelain DollWe were best friends,More Like This
We still are in your eyes,
I want to agree with you,
But in my eyes I'm a forgotten doll.
I'm like a frail doll of porcelain,
I use to be your favorite,
But then along came that NEW doll,
Now im left up on the shelf covered in dust.
You take HER for show and tell'
For your friends to gawk over her.
You take HER for walks,
For the world to see how great she is.
And what of me?
I've been abandon,
Cold and alone with dust bunnies for friends,
In my eyes, I've lost my Best Friend,
To That Shiny NEW doll
As the sky criesAs the sky cries,More Like This
I sit alone on the street,
letting the rain caress my skin,
I let it wash away my memory.
The memory of our first kiss,
The memory of our first date,
The memory's of all our fun,
Leak from my mind and run down the gutter.
I let the rain seep through my skin,
Washing away the blood,
Cleaning my reddened skin.
Masking my tear stained face.
Next i do the strangest thing,
I stand and start to dance,
I dance away my pain,
the pain you caused and finally feel
One Last Thought.One last thought,More Like This
I say it everyday,
This is the last time I'll think of you,
The last time I'll shed a tear for you.
Why I love you I'll never know,
You were simply a thief who stole away my heart,
My illusion of happiness,
My fake smile.
Even now, I fell my skin itch,
I want to scream,
Cry away all my pain,
Curse the gods for making me love you.
Its a sickening pain in the pit of my stomach,
Thats all I get for loving you.
All my happiness stolen away,
HeartbreakHeartbreakMore Like This
Well Constant Reader, it is my sad duty, or choice I suppose, to inform you that my heart is broken. This article won't be published until January, but I suppose you should know that I'm writing it in November. My relationship with the love of my life has ended, much to my surprise and chagrin. A few of you will say that I am only a teenager, and it can only be expected, but you are ignorant, I might even say foolish, to judge what you didn't know. Some of you might also say that love changes with time. Some say that teens cannot fall in love. First of all, I will not disagree with you, because your definition of love is different from mine, but you must know that if I feel love, then love it is. Our definitions are subjective, and true to each and every one of us.
I loved my girlfriend, with all my heart, and I had every intention of making her my wife and spending my life with her.
PridePrideMore Like This
Welcome back to the monthly article that keeps your brain from rotting while you do all your push-ups and jogging and whatnot. Its your favorite sarcastic ingenious teenager: Me what? You need an actual name? Well, fine, I thought we knew each other better than this.
Im Chris Rush and I will prove that not all teens are a silly and some people think we are.
By god, I just said silly. Excuse me while I strike myself.
Now, on to the more important bit: the article. Its on Pride, according to the title. Now, most of you will already know that Pride is one of the seven deadly sins (Gluttony, Sloth, Wrath, Greed, Lust and Envy, each with their own pretty colours!) in Christianity, and is almost universally repugnant in large doses. Now I shall question that. Well, I wont question it, but I will endeavor to explain how it is necessary to have, but bad to have in a
GodGodMore Like This
Yes Constant Reader, it is time. I put it off as long as possible, but I believe now I am able to talk about it. The big one, the biggest question in life to most people: religion.
You might wonder why it has taken so long for me to write this, almost two years and not a single article on religion, save one on evolution. Yes, I'll admit, it is probably partially because I don't like the backlash that religion creates, but also for the simple reason that I do not talk about something unless I am certain about where I stand on the issue.
It has taken me a long time to reach this conclusion, since I was seven, in fact. The conclusion I came to will probably shock some or most of you, but I'm sure that a few of you, at least on some level, have come to the exact same conclusion as I. That conclusion is that I do not know if "god" exists, but I am certain, as certain as one can be when talking about religion, that none of the presen
ScarsScarsMore Like This
No one escapes life without damage. It is one of the horrible truths of life. It is a dark world out there, filled with hate, misery, sadness and emptiness, and there is not a single one of us who has not suffered. We could look at numbers, I could tell you that if you know ten people, it is likely that at least one of them has been sexually abused, I could tell you that about half of them come from broken homes, and about a third of them live in a low-income situation. I could throw endless numbers at you, but the truth is that numbers dont compare to the withered look in a mans eyes, testimony to years of alcohol abuse, or the millisecond of eye contact in a conversation that communicates every wrinkle and hidden vestige of their personality.
Sorrow does not so much exist as prevail, surrounding us, encapsulating us. We are wreathed in sadness, and yet somehow we maintain this pretence of happiness. B
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So Constant Reader, I am writing to you in my new home. I moved eight days ago to Toronto, where I am attending York University, where I will hopefully obtain my BAs in English and Psychology, and hopefully a B.ed as well so I can teach. Im living on my own for the first time, completely independent, with my girlfriend of fourteen months. Its scary, its exhilarating, and it has been a whirlwind of emotions since I got here. Predominately, however, there has been a feeling of welcome, a feeling of control, something I never got in my parents home.
It has been an eventful first week, I can tell you that much, Ive already found my first cockroach, I set my toaster oven on fire and I still cant find a job. And I couldnt be happier.
Im sure to the older readers my struggles will seem comical, perhaps even nostalgic, but it has not all been in vain. I have learned a lot in e
MotherMotherMore Like This
Well Constant Reader, you might have a hard time believing this, but this is one of the hardest articles I have ever written. Why, you might ask? Well because I am not in a good frame of mind concerning my own mother. I am a teenager, this is to be expected, its a biological aspect of growing up, evolutionary, actually. We need to assert our independence, and our parents rarely agree on when that independence should come. Also I believe the fighting prepares us in a small way for the real world. Nevertheless I dont believe mothers should steal from their children, advocate against them going to university for a fear of a loss of control, try to tell them where they are going to work, to live, when they are going to breathe, and then threaten to kick their honour roll student of a son out for going to bed past 10:30. Now that my teen angst has been sated through cathartic and anonymous (relat
ProgenitorProgenitorMore Like This
Welcome back Constant Reader, to my wondrous corner of this magazine, a place ripe with learning and the fascinating and complex beauty of the mind. This months article, as a toast to my previous months article about Mothers Day, is about Fathers Day, which deserves just as much respect. It seems to me quite often, however, that this fact is neglected, that mothers day is viewed as much more important. Perhaps this is exclusive to my circle of experience, but I find that mothers day is filled with lavish gifts; it is dangerous to miss, while Fathers Day is a cursory day of half-baked cards and gift certificates. Perhaps this is more a reflection on the general persona of a female, which tends to (though is not limited to), be self-important, anal, waspish and certainly able to hold a grudge. This is attributed to estrogen by most neuropsychologists, but I would also theorize that
PowerPowerMore Like This
Now, Constant Reader, I want you to try an exercise with me. What is power? What gives power and what constitutes it? Before going any further I would like you honestly to think about that. Ill give you some time.
Now, I think this is usually the part where I start ranting and you start learning. I will give you a complex analysis of this from the cotemporary point of view, and then my own analysis of it. I have been reading a lot of Michel Foucault lately (a 20th century French Philosopher) and considering some of his analyses of the philosophical concept of power, and the role of it. But before I can explain that to you, I must first explain something else: Phenomenology.
I know the word does not sound like it could possibly be a real one, but ti is. Phenomenology is simply s philosophical structure of thought that bases its analyses of phenomenon on systematic reflection a
LoveLoveMore Like This
I am truly sorry Constant Reader, I wish I could have come up with a more creative title, but unfortunately I am forced to simply make my meaning plain. I am talking this month, as is fitting, about love, but not in the context you would believe!
This month, February, is famous for several things: of course there is Valentines Day, but also there is a slightly more famous day: the NFL Superbowl. Your immediate reaction could be very predictable right now, most likely a taken aback stare somewhere between interest and disgust. For such a writer, a columnist, essentially, to insult the love of Saint Valentine by juxtaposing it with something as vile and commercial as the Superbowl! I need not point out that everything is commercialized, even Valentines Day, that is a subject for another month.
While you are sitting in shock at my tactless comparison of romance and sports, I would like to metaphorically slap you back to your senses.