exteriority complex

Free Speech Flag

2007-05-15T23:12:00.000-04:00

By the way, if you don't know what the free speech flag is about, check out the wikipedia post about the AACS encryption key controversy.
You can't own a number. And I heart the internet. The elite few can no longer control us. The mass media is becoming the media of masses. I think I like where the future is leading :)

Stuff

2007-05-15T22:54:00.000-04:00

So I haven't posted in forever.
I re-did my room today, which was probably useless, since I'm only going to leave in September... but I consider my room to be more or less finished now, which is nice.
I miss Devon. I know you're coming back soon sweetie! I'm excited to see you!!
There was a thunderstorm today, and I think possibly the quietest ever night at work. Katie and Damon came in though, so that was entertaining. Damon winked at my manager. I know he pretended to be weirded out, but really, I think he liked it :P
I'm gonna watch the Hour. George Strombo is talking to God...err...right...
Wow... I'm watching a little thing about a guy by the name of Jerry Falwell. He developed the religious right. He was CRAZY! He said that Mohammed was a terrorist!! He said that 9-11 was the fault of the pagans, abortionists, gays, lesbians, and anyone who has tried to secularize politics in the US. How obscene! I mean, I guess I have to feel bad for the man, because if he lived so much in fear and in hatred of so many people and things, he must have been constantly terrified of anyone he happened to meet on the street... I'm shocked that kind of thinking still exists. I guess I shouldn't be, but still... ugh.
Well, enough of that. These are exactly the kind of people that I've made my new layout for.
Free speech flag! You can't own a number!!!
And they say that civil disobedience doesn't have any effect anymore :P

Movies a la Oscar

2007-02-26T17:03:00.000-05:00

I love Little Miss Sunshine.
Dwayne and Uncle Frank are my favourite.
All much watch.
PS: Babel is artsy and all, but it's something of a confusing yawn-fest. Don't watch.
:D

The "Real" Science of 9/11

2007-01-22T18:49:00.000-05:00

In the past few years, a group, growing in number, has begun to demand that the American government tell the ‘truth’ about what happened on September 11^th, 2001. They argue that the bases of the twin towers’ steel frames could not have melted due to the fires burning more than one hundred floors above. They argue that a commercial jet plane, with a height of 44 feet and a wingspan on 120 feet could not have fit into a hole sixteen feet in diameter. They argue that a Boeing 757 could not have made a 330* turn at more than 850km/hr and descend 700 feet in less than two minutes without going into a high speed stall. All of these arguments are valid arguments based on classical, Newtonian physics. However, those that make these arguments seem to forget that we live in a modern world of quantum mechanics, a world in which the old Newtonian physics are quickly becoming obsolete. To the credit of those arguing for this conspiracy theory, I would agree that the events of September 11^th do not make any sense if one was to look at them from a classical perspective. However, given the more advanced knowledge that quantum mechanics affords us, we can explain the events of that infamous day with logic and reason.
First, to look at the most glaringly obvious issue: the concept of a Boeing 757 jet aircraft fitting into a hole sixteen feet in diameter. The hole left in the Pentagon had an approximate diameter of sixteen feet, while the plane that hit it was 44 feet tall and 120 feet in wingspan. At first glance, the idea that the plane created that hole seems impossible, but Einstein’s theory of relativity can explain this interesting phenomenon perfectly. Given that general relativity is correct in that gravity can bend space and time, it becomes clear that the downward speed of the plane counteracted the effect of gravity on its matter; that is, it greatly reduced the mass of the plane, which in turn forced the space around the plane to bend to accommodate this sudden loss of mass. The force of gravity on an object increases with an object of larger mass, and when the plane dove downward, accelerating faster than the acceleration due to gravity would have been, the force of gravity was reduced, thereby actually reducing the mass of the plane itself. This therefore allowed the plane to become much smaller and allowed it to slam into the Pentagon at its reduced size, creating the seemingly impossible hole that was sixteen feet in diameter. This reduction in size also explains the incredible intensity of the explosion as the plane hit the building. Jet fuel burns with a bright orange colour and doesn’t give off a shock wave, but witnesses state that the explosion was blindingly white and gave off a relatively large shockwave. The plane’s reduction in size would have condensed the jet fuel into a smaller area, making a smaller amount of jet fuel with a much higher potency, which would have created the smaller but brighter explosion. The shockwave created would have come about due to the sudden stop of the plane as it hit the Pentagon. As the downward acceleration of the airplane would have stopped, the force of gravity on the plane would have returned and therefore the mass would have increased back to its normal size in a single instant, creating a sudden increase in mass of up to eight times the collision size. The sudden increase in the plane’s size would have forced all of the atmosphere in the space around the plane outward, creating a massive shockwave with the power to shake buildings.
Next is a look at the collapse of the twin towers. According to classical physics, the idea that the fire caused by the jet fuel went more than one hundred stories down the elevator shaft to the basement to melt the steel support beams makes little sense. The elevator shafts were airtight, so it is unlikely that the fires would have made it down fifty floors, never mind one hundred, before burning out. In addition, the flames would only have been hot enough to have melted steel support beams at the moment of the explosion. However, this phenomenon can, too, be easily explained, once again using the theory of relativity. Sudden, vast increases in acceleration can cause strange bends in space, generally around the densest matter in the area of that acceleration. The sudden increase in acceleration would actually have occurred at the moment of impact for both of the planes as they hit the towers. The energy of the planes would have been transferred from the aircraft to the building, and then the energy would have changed directions from horizontal to vertical, constituting a sudden and large increase in acceleration, to reverberate down the building. That sudden acceleration increase would have created a bend in space around the densest object in the vicinity: the tower, in this case. The space bent, bending the tower in half at the center at the moment the plane collided with it, so the explosion that we saw above ground actually occurred both on the highest floors of the World Trade Center as well as in the basements of those same towers. This is known as superpositioning, where an object exists in two places at once. Those explosions, having then taken place in the basement, would have maintained the heat required to melt the support beams and make the towers fall.
Looking at these new, scientifically sound ideas, it becomes clear that the events of September 11^th occurred just as the world believes them to have: as a well-financed, well-planned operation executed by a small group of men based out of caves in Afghanistan. It’s good to know that we can rest assured of the validity of our trust in the great American government.

Now, before anyone makes any dumb comments: THIS IS A PARODY ARTICLE! I wrote it for Writer's Craft, and I am quite proud of it :) So, now with that out of the way, let me know what you think!

Life as we know it

2007-01-10T08:50:00.000-05:00

So, my life is good, but I'm angry at the world. Why can we all just chill the fuck out? So many people are so angry and so intolerant. I mean, come on, we're really not that different when it comes down to it. Wanna look at the science? We're genetically the same. Wanna look at the spirit? We're all one at the most basic level. And actually, there's science now to back that supposedly new age peace and love 'crap' of the idea that we are all one. But that's not what this is about. This is a rant about how people don't know or don't care that we are fundamentally the same and all that they can see are our differences.
My skin is white and yours is black, so we are different
My eyes are hazel and yours are green, so we are different
My clothes are cotton and yours are wool, so we are different
My hair is brown and yours is blonde, so we are different
I believe in god and your do not, so we are different
But really, we're not different
I have two hands, and two feet and a nose, and so do you. Maybe your hands are bigger, your feet are longer, your nose is wider, but they're still there.
I have two eyes, and so do you. Maybe I wear glasses and you don't. Maybe I see the world differently through these eyes than you do through yours, but we still see the world together.
I have a consciousness, and a curiosity and a hunger to know myself and the world that surrounds me, and so do you. So does everyone. Sometimes it's hidden, sometimes it's denied, sometimes it's even crushed, but it's still there, and it can flourish in even the most dire circumstances. And that makes us the same.
You are my sister and my brother and we are connected at the most fundamental level: consciously, spiritually, emotionally, physically and joyously.
That's just life. That's the way it is.
So when I see the attitudes that lead to things like war, and terrorism, and racism, and sexism that that damned Left Behind game, I can't help but ask why. Because we're not different, really. Those little things that make us seperate from each other are really inconsequential in the end.
So really, guys, just chill the fuck out and smoke a joint, if you're into that kind of thing ;) We can all just sit back and talk about it, because blowing up cars and nuclear bombs really isn't going to get us anywhere, really.
Drop cowbells, not bombs.

Dear Somebody

2006-11-19T18:01:00.000-05:00

Dear Somebody,
Sometimes I wonder where you are. Sometimes I wonder when you will get here. I wonder what you'll look like, and sound like, and feel like. There have been times before where I thought that I finally found you, but each time has ended in heartbreak, because it's not you after all. I know that we'll be soulmates, and I wonder if we'll be the same, perfect matches, or completely different, a case of opposites attracting. I wonder if you'll be the kind of person who will stargaze with me and who will talk late into the night with me about the mysteries of the cosmos. Or will you be the type of person who will have pillow fights with me and dance in the rain with me? Or will you be both? I wonder what you will see and what you will hear and what you will love when you see me. Will it be love at first sight or will we be friends first? Do I already know and love you? Or are you someone who I haven't crossed paths with yet? Will I meet you at work? At school? By chance and fate? I want to know where I can find you because, more than anything, I'm afraid of missing my chance with you, of walking past you on the sidewalk without so much as a second glance? Will I be the one who will recognize you, or will you see me and know who I am to you first? I want to know, but I can't yet.
I want to tell you to be careful with me, because I've been broken before, but I'll trust you to care for my heart just the same. I promise that I won't let myself be jaded by encounters with people who aren't you. Please be patient with me, because sometimes I might get lost or afraid. I'm not as experienced with this love stuff as some people are, but then again, maybe you're not either, and we can learn together. Or maybe you are, and you can teach me. I don't mind either way, because you'll still be you, and that's what matters in the end.
I can't wait to find you, but I'll try to be patient, because I know that somewhere out there, you're trying to be patient while you wait for me. I'm not sure who exactly you are, but I know that you'll be perfect for me. Maybe it's strange that I'm writing a letter to you when I haven't even met you yet, but that's alright because you'll love me for me, craziness included. I love you with all my heart.
Yours always,
Me.

Deviant Art

2006-11-16T17:27:00.000-05:00

Heya! I've got my deviant art finally up and running properly, so here's me. Okies? Well, that's all that I've got to say for today, I'm off to make more artsy stuff! Hurray!

Always Known As

2006-11-13T18:31:00.000-05:00

Looking for a lack of Plaxo? YAY! Always Known As is the GREATEST idea!
Check out AlwaysKnownAs.com and sign up. Add me as a contact, my aka is caggles. Check it out, it's really handy and awesome! It's just out of beta, so there's not too many people online yet, but I want everyone on because it's awesomeness! Coolness! Now GO! GO DAMNIT! GO!

Fat Girl's Manifesto

2006-11-06T09:20:00.000-05:00

Because being a hot fat girl is a lot of work and is undervalued or unrecognized. Because a fat girl still has to pay more money for uglier clothes or spend 11 hours at the thrift store to find anything hot to wear. Because if you take the elevator, people think you're lazy but if you're on the treadmill, people laugh.

Because men like John Goodman and Bernie Mac get to have careers on television but sitcom-moms-of-three still have size-two waists. Because even feminist magazines publish fat-phobic articles under the guise of it being a "health issue." Because anti-capitalist activists still use expressions like "fat capitalist pig."

Because girls are dieting at the age of nine. Because side effects of the most popular diet drugs are seizures, heart failure, fecal urgency, breast cancer, lung disease, insomnia, nausea and vomiting, dangerously high blood pressure, abnormal heartbeat, psychosis, strokes, hallucinations and sudden death.

Because the Cooper Institute's ongoing study of 30,000 people has found that those who are fittest live the longest, no matter what they weigh. Because the doctor who said that there were 30,000 "obesity-related" deaths each year received over $2 million in research funding from Jenny Craig and Weight Watchers. Because that study prompted the FDA to approve Phen-Phen and Redux. Because fat-hatred is a money-making industry. Because fat people who exercise live longer than thin people who don't.

Because if you lose weight 'cause you're sick, people telling you how great you look. Because hatred is so ingrained in every single one of us, especially inside the heart of even the hottest fat girl. Because even the most progressive people don't talk or write about it.

Because I am tired of being ignored, invisible, de-sexualized and told that I have such a pretty face.

Because I know damn well that I'm the hottest thing since sliced bread and as I sit here writing this I'm wearing plus size clothes. Because according to the BMI I'm over-weight when actually all I am is able to beat up any doctor that tries to tell me I'm fat. Because I'm sick and tired of fashion magazines holding Paris Hilton and Lindsay Lohan high up above any of use real girls because the fashion world calls them pretty and the fashion world says they're hot when all they really are is addicted to crack and anorexic.

Because I know I'm hot and that makes me damn sexy.

Back!

2006-10-23T16:27:00.000-04:00

Hey!
Been soooo long updating! I know, I'm sorry. But 'salright. I've been working lots and schooling more, which I can't say is much fun, but it's getting me ever closer to that dear university experience. And plus day by day, this semester is slowly but surely coming to an end. *Mumbles about violent acts towards McRoberts*. Crazy lady. Stupid writer's craft. Here I thought I'd be able to sit back and write whatever, which is something I do a lot. Poetry, short stories, long stories, the occasional whatever else. But nooooooo. I'm learning about how to properly write a letter of complaint. Beautiful. I don't care. And I have to teach the class how to spell. Why? Because she's too damn lazy. Maybe I wouldn't be so upset if I'd been assigned a grammatical rule that was actually possible to teach. But spelling? I mean, SPELLING! It's boring, and there's a zillion exceptions to EVERY rule. Gah!
Okay, now I'm going to stop complaining about school. I'm becoming a bigger geek than ever, and I do suppose that it's time to take the geek test again. Later. I'm going to procrastinate and not take the test yet. Anyways, I have other stuff to do. Like homework. Yuck. Anywho, I'm gonna get going on a new blog layout :D Cool? Cool! Tata now!

Belief

2006-09-09T18:06:00.000-04:00

So, I took a quiz on what faith I fits me on BeliefNet here's what I found. I apparently am Unitarian Universalist. In other words, it's a faith for people who don't belong anywhere else. And anyways, I'm Wiccan because it's a beautiful religion and the traditions are symbolic and I love them. At least I got 98% neo-pagan. And for interest's sake, I got Buddism high on my list as well as getting Reformed Judaism at about 78%. So there. Cool? Cool. That's my update.

End of Summer

2006-08-24T11:41:00.000-04:00

Woah! So, it's been like a zillion years since my last update. You all are probably feeling about as left out as my other readers.... jebus.... make me feel guilty why don'tcha? Anyways. I do have an excuse. But you'll laugh at me for it. Or at least for half of it. Work with SNAP ended last week (YAY!), which means no more 8 hours a day of chasing around little children. That is what took up most of my free time this summer, and believe me when I say that I won't ever be doing that again. The rest of my free time? Well, let me put it this way: WoW ate my soul. Ironic, being a warlock now that I think about it... if you don't understand, don't ask. You don't want to be sucked into the vortex of ultimate nerdiness. You'll never escape! Save yourselves! *Ahem*. Started work at EB recently. Welcome to retail. There's SO much stuff to keep track of! This is going to take lots of practice on my part, but I'll figure it out. Provided that I remember to actually put the game in the case. Nearly forgot like 8 times during a 3 hour shift yesterday alone. *Feels rather stupid* Onto other things! As far as I can tell, my party is still on, though whether Wednesday is still the day or not remains to be seen. The 20's themed Cedar Springs formal is coming Saturday, which should be loads of fun, and if I'm smart, I'll get some pictures of the costumes and perhaps even post them somewhere easily accessible to all you computer savvy children. Anyway! As a side note before I'm off to photoshop a surprise for a certain family member's birthday, I'm going to dye my hair purple either today or tomorrow! Hurray! Well, I'm off. And as a closing statement, I shall leave you with this most interesting 'propaganda poster' for the US of A (sponsored by George W, naturally): Poster Here
Hahahahaha! Take that War Machine!

Final Fantasy 13?!

2006-07-14T19:58:00.000-04:00

Okay, so if you know stuff about the FF series, this *might* interest you (read: it will blow you away). I'm about as excited about this game as I was about Kingdom Hearts 2, and if you're name is Adam, you'll know that my excitement for that culminated in my jumping around and giggling in EB. ANYWAYS! This is my rave about how amazing this game is going to be, despite the fact that no one knows much of anything about it as of yet XD. So! I know, first thing I thought was like "wtf? What happened to 12?" Okay, it's coming out too, and apparently it's slated to blow away all competition (we're talking blowing Dragon Quest VIII out of the water). It's got some major changes to the series, but it brings back some of the old school ideas and the way I hear it, the marriage between old and new is perfection itself. Mostly the new gambit battle system. Looks exciting :D But even just from looking at this trailer, I can tell that the new battle system for 13 will be completely different and it looks extra amazing. What most impresses me however, is how the rendered graphics meld with the cg graphics. I had to watch it like 3 times before I could figure out where cg movie began and realtime battle ended XD Mostly I got distracted every time. Looks like great fun, and I should also point out that the world this one is set in is the most high tech world ever to be the setting of a final fantasy. And I hear whispers that the world will be relatively recognizable to fans of the series... but it's just a whisper, so don't quote me on that. Now, watch the trailer damnit!!!

Money for Poverty. Lots of it.

2006-06-15T20:17:00.000-04:00

Just wanted to point out that Bill Gates is apparently retiring from working full time at Microsoft and plans on spending his free time working at his charity, giving most of his money to help the impoverished in Africa and India, as well as donating a portion to the American public school system. Just want to give a giant kudos to that. And here I thought he was greedy. And I'm even talking like actually a lot of his money. *thumbs up*
I'm almost sure he could probably eliminate world hunger single-handedly with his wad of cash...

ANGRY!

2006-06-08T12:53:00.000-04:00

I hate computers.
Okay I'm lying. Computers aren't that bad. Only school computers suck. Because school sucks. And the computers here are ultra slow. Grrrrrrrrr. Oh well. That's my rant. Now I must go abuse Dan. It's fun :)

Singing to the Realities

2006-06-06T16:35:00.000-04:00

I like the rain. When it's warm, you can stand outside and let every little droplet hit you. I can stand out under the stormy skies, all bruises and shimmering lightning, and the rain lets me shed my skin. The air itself is rain drenched and no two drops ever hit the earth in the same place. It's idea that seems sort of ridiculous at first, like, when there are endless raindrops, why wouldn't they hit the same spot twice? Because things are never the same. A completely intangible thought hit me the other day. It's like, what if reality really isn't changing? Because if it really is 'reality', then it shouldn't shift. Things that are real can't just up and change, becuase being real is the most solid way to be. So, I thought, maybe things are real, and maybe they aren't changing. But maybe we change realities. Like every possibility exists at the same time, and what we do and what we choose is what defines the reality we are experiencing. As such, what we experience is all that is real. But I know water is real, for example, despite I'm not experiencing anything to do with water right now. So when I get up and go into the kitchen and get myself a drink of water, that water has become a part of my reality. So I've changed my realities. Some people would say that there's only one reality and that we're changing it, but then what happens to the other choices? If there was only one reality we'd already have all the choices that we're going to make in our lives set out for us. But since I say that there are infinite realities, I say that we can choose which one we want to experience next.
It kind of makes me think of the experiement in which scientist can make one thing exist in two places at once (i laugh in the face of people who say they can't be in two places at once, because this is solid evidence that you can). It doesn't make any sense that the same thing could exist in two places at once, unless it wasn't really two places at all, and it was only actually one place, but we were percieving it as two. And why would we percieve it as two? I dunno. But maybe it's that we've breached the barrier between the different realities, so that two perceptions of one object are being experienced at once. It boggles our mind completely, so we just see two of the same thing. That's what I think.
It's like deciding to get up and turn off the TV. In another reality, in which that choice had not been made, the TV is still on. But I've changed realities, to one where the TV is off. Get it? No? Didn't really expect anyone to. This is me ranting, and if you don't get it, maybe we can talk sometime and I'll try to explain what I just said XD
PS: Thanks to Cody for inspiring this. Who knew my brother's friends were so smart?

FUNNY!

2006-06-06T16:22:00.000-04:00

Me: I'm procrastinating. I should be writing an essay on a biblical sex book but...
Mike: There are biblical sex books? Is that like Jesus porn?
Me: No, before Jesus. It's more like Moses porn.
...
...And now is about the time when we wonder just what the hell it is that I do in school.
XD

Finally!

2006-05-29T20:58:00.000-04:00

So I did get around to fixing up the chibi rikuxsora layout mess, in which i got in trouble for lack of permission... so this time i made the image alllllll by myself! Hurray for me ^_^

Geek of the Year

2006-05-27T17:12:00.000-04:00

I'm the world's biggest geek :D I'm sitting on the couch, tinkering with my blog, learning to use Trillian and watching G4. Hurray for me :D

New Layout Again

2006-05-27T13:53:00.000-04:00

New layout again because I got told that I couldn't use the chibi pic... *cries*
But that's okay, 'cause I like this one ^_^
It won't be up for long though, because I don't have permission yet. I'll change the layout and get it down asap so that I don't get in any trouble XD

Shakespeare must DIE!

2006-05-23T18:47:00.000-04:00

I'm avoiding my English homework
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Hurray for dancing ^^
So, tell me, what does the 'to be or not to be' soliloquy reveal about Hamlet's character in reference to the theme of disease, decay and mortality? <-- sounds fun don't it?
So I think I'm supposed to be going to karate in ten minutes, but dinner isn't ready and I have the sneaking suspicion that my parents went back to bed... Oh well. More relaxation for me :) Or more homework... *grumble*
Ah well, at least Capsule is a plus! I <3 the new CD sooo very much. *thumbs up to tayklor*
Anyways, I guess I need to get back to what I was doing. I would be tempted to just not do it, but it's a group project, so I need to pull my weight.
In other news. I watched the end of Pleasantville last night, while I was waiting for my hair dye to set. It's a really good movie, and I think it'll be one of those movies that I want to own. I want to get Saved too... hahah that sounds funny, I want to get Saved... hahaha.... *ahem* My apologies to any religious radicals out there who would be offended by me laughing at the phrase 'I want to get Saved'... *knows that religious radicals would stay very far away from this blog anyways, so it doesn't matter*

Dev - does this 'gravity' work on clothing?
me- Oh hell yes!

lol. My little shoutout to dev ^^ Lurve you!
I'm off. I think my parents will kill me if I don't go check on them soon. Can't be letting them sleep too much longer now. Considering that it's 2 minutes until I leave for karate... *sigh*
Maybe I can wait a couple minutes longer. Blogging with techno is waaaaayyyy to appealing :)

I think I'm in the mood to rant, but there isn't much to rant about...other than Shakespeare...but that's boring! Okay, well there is stuff to rant about, I just can't think of anything right now.
...I just found oreos :D
*sigh* I'm going to get off my ass and find my parents now. Wish me luck and hope I don't get into trouble for not going after them earlier :P

A Brand New Layout with an Extra Side of Chibi!

2006-05-22T17:15:00.000-04:00

Like the new look?
I do ^_^
Makes me happy, mostly because I'm a fangirl. And it's slash. Don't like yaoi? Ummm... then fu*k you. Except that's mean. So I'm sorry. And maybe a little hyper too. Capsule does that to a girl, ya know? Anyways, I should be doing my homework, so I'm off for now. But I'm very proud of myself. *grin*

Random Quizzes

2006-05-21T21:55:00.000-04:00

And this is what happens after we watch Dogma and before we pick up Smo to watch Saved... can you say Sacreligious Sunday?

Which Empire Records Character Are You? Find out @ She's Crafty

Which Kevin Smith Movie Are You? by jennablue!

Devon is sexy

2006-04-30T17:57:00.000-04:00

I have romanced her thoroughly. XD <--- A direct quote from dev herself

This has to be the most amusing thing I've seen in a very long time:

	Delivering Girl Scout cookies: 16%
	Becoming Exxon's customer of the month: 21%
	Intimidating fellow man: 46.5%
	Hauling "Starving Artists" painting purchases: 4%
	Overcoming fear of heights: 12%
	Playing hide and seek: 9%
	Off-roading: 0.5%

From http://www.sierraclubplus.org/hummer/

An update on my life

2006-04-24T20:55:00.000-04:00

*cough* so I haven't posted in a while.... a formal apology to dev, who's been nagging :D Luv ya sweetheart. ANYWAYS! Okay, so, first things first, I hate carpet. They cost money, the quality tends to suck and they NEVER look nice! Alas, I have been made to choose anyways, so hopefully my room will turn out for the best. And next I have to say that boys suck. Never in my life have I had so many issues with guys as I have the past six months or so. Most of the time it was guys I would seek solace with from the female species, should I be having an issue. They were the ones who were relaxed, not catty and not annoying in ways that I thought only girls could be. Recently however, it is they that I'm having to escape! I suppose life happens like that. And I'm not trying to say that all girls are bitchy, nor are all guys being girly. They're not. But a vast amount of shifting is taking place and this is the second time in my life I've felt like I'm the only one staying the same! Okay, I lied, there are others who are in it with me this time (you probably know who you are). But still!
The first thing on my mom's mind every waking moment of every day is the fact that I'm unemployed. But that's an entirely different issue and not something I feel like getting into at the moment.
I don't really know if this is healthy, but I know (or at least I think I know) that it's not normal: I'm finding that I'm spending more and more time looking for an escape from reality and I'm turning within myself instead of paying attention to what's going on around me. Hey, maybe I'm just making a big deal out of this. Have I been more quiet lately? Have I been spacing out more often? Perhaps, but at the same time, maybe it's all in my head. No pun intended. Okay, I lied again, pun intended ^_^ Hey, maybe it's not even that weird at all, maybe everyone does it, you know?
I think I'm starting to formulate an idea of what I want to do with my life. I want to start an indigo school. A school where children have access to any rescource they wish to have, and where they can come up with their own ideas and conclusions on things. It might just give rise to the next generation of world leaders. Political leaders, cultural leaders, spiritual leaders, a group of leaders who have been taught to look at every side of a situation, to pass judgement on no one and nothing, to act in accordance with what they believe to be right, not with the twisted ethical code society gives us. Who knows, maybe that's impossible, but maybe it's not? In any case, I still wish to open a school that gives people an opportunity in learning that no one else gives them. Maybe a school that offers to teach not only facts but also the ethics of those facts. Maybe a school in spirituality, rather than religion. Cool? I dunno, tell me what you think.

Social activist or asshole?

2006-03-21T08:50:00.000-05:00

I've found just the thing and it targets society at it's most evil. It's a kind of "social activist starter kit." The TV BeGone remote. It costs only $15. The TV BeGone remote can turn off television sets in bars, airports, homes and offices. This genius device takes all the pretense and seriousness out of social and political activism. It's selling point is that it "reclaim's public space." When you're feeling like society has turned into one giant live plasmascreen advertisement, TV BeGone to the rescue. It can free you from the mind-numbing obsession with celebrity. It has the power to aggravate all the sociopath corporate whores who meet at your local bar after work reveling in their greed. It can even spare you from having to sit through another 30 second news piece on some self-consumed actor or singer promoting his or her latest cause. The TV BeGone remote is the perfect unbiased starter kit for the counter-culture. It takes the serious out of the seriousness of our world if only until someone reaches up and turns the damn TV back on.

-Raine Maida

First: TV BeGone? As I said to dev, social activism takes a little more effort and a little less shoving your head up your ass.
Second: "It has the power to aggravate all the sociopath corporate whores who meet at your local bar after work reveling in their greed." What the hell are you doing at that bar then? If you don't like it, LEAVE. YOU are the one subjecting yourself to that culture, not to mention the fact that the likelyhood is, if you're at that bar, you're probably a sociopath corporate whore (as it was so kindly put) too!
Third: "It can even spare you from having to sit through another 30 second news piece on some self-consumed actor or singer promoting his or her latest cause." Raine Maida promoting social activism on the net. Bono promoting AIDS awareness on TV. Can someone please tell me what the difference is, besides Raine Maida being overly absorbed in a much less pressing issue?

That's just a small peice of the larger article. Just this little bit makes me sooo mad. If you want the rest email me. I'd love to hear any rants you have about this, or arguements against my points too.

On life

2006-03-05T11:58:00.000-05:00

Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways - Chardonnay in one hand - chocolate in the other - body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming "WOO HOO, What a Ride!!!"

Yay. XD

I'm off to do homework and make a new layout for my blog. It's going to be a damn blunt statement. I love it ^_^

2006-03-03T09:06:00.000-05:00

I'm soooo very excited! Darren's party is tonight, and I seriously can't wait to be able to relax some with everybody. I miss people!!! The only people I ever get to see anymore are Smo and Yianni and Darren, which isn't to say that's a bad thing, but I miss shmevon especially because she's been sick. I kinda wish I was in Compton-Morgan's English class, since that would mean that I'd get to see everyone because everyone seems to be in that class. I don't have to go to karate tomorrow morning either, so I can stay later tonight than I'd thought I could. It's gonna be great fun, provided that Smogly doesn't try to save us from alcohol poisoning again XD. I don't really know who's going to be there, but I've heard I can expect to see everybody *grin*. And going grad dress shopping is gonna be good fun too. I still have to bug my daddy about the limos. Hopefully Omar got the email :P. Anyhow, I'm off. I can't focus, so I'm having a hard time writing anything of worth here. And by the way: Devon dear, if you read this, remind me to give you that book I showed you in the library. Okay? Okay. Tata!

bangs head on keyboard

2006-02-27T14:12:00.000-05:00

Will somebody PLEASE save me from Calculus? Please?
Cisco is my saving grace. Thank god for nerds, eh?
I miss my friends, I never get to see them anymore because I spend my mornings at Central and lunch on the bus. I'll see them soon though.
I need a job. Seriously. I'll probably end up going to work at Food Basics or something. I don't mind though. The experience will be good, providing that my English teacher is more like he has been for the past week or so than he had been previously. Meaning he's not giving us hours upon hours of useless homework anymore. I need a job because I want the tablet laptop. And a Creative Zen. And I'm being negative. That's bad.
*cough* Let's try this again: I'm getting a job because I'm going to save up and buy myself a tablet laptop. And a Creative Zen. That's better :D
I had a Calculus test today. It was so easy that it messed me up. I stared at the same question for like 45 minutes looking for the trick because it was too easy. And only then did I realize that I'm not so good at messing with roots, and that it really was that easy and I just wasted the entire test period on one question. I still had three pages to go. *sigh* Oh well. I learned from my mistake. And I'm going to study harder too.
Everyone in my English class is sick. It makes me seem healthy *grin* (I'm not). Sleep would be good, since that's what's wrong with me in the first place, and I'm havng difficulties focusing on any one thing for a period of time longer than 30 seconds. Hence why this blog entry is broken up and random as hell. Right on, school's almost over which means I'm off. Hopefully I'll update soon, right right. Tata!

Conversations with God

2006-02-20T22:19:00.000-05:00

Watch. Listen. The words to the next song you hear. The information from the next article you read. The story line of the next movie you watch. The chance utterance of the next person you pass by. The whisper of the next wind. These are the words of the Divine.

ready, and, breeeeaaaathe

2006-02-05T14:34:00.000-05:00

Let out a long sigh of relief, for first semester is over. I don't think anyone realizes just how happy I am to be done with it, except maybe Evan, Elfi and Kanishka. Especially Kanishka. We had every class together we did, so together we know exactly how bad Prince was, just how grumpy and anal Gordon was, and just how...Lychy-ish Lychy was. I seriously can't wait to get back to Cisco and even English and Calc will be a relief. After all, I do believe that in the end, English is a much better course than Art ever was. Calc will be a walk in the park compared to Discrete. And Cisco's Cisco, we all know how cool that is. So I'm happy!
By the way... Jared Leto is very very sexy and the picture (<==) may be rather distracting...... i love it ^_^

:D

2006-01-28T20:13:00.000-05:00

I'm feeling so amazing right now. I went to visit a friend, and we talked about all sorts of fun spiritual stuff. It's sooo encouraging. Most people would think me crazy, but I still love it all. It was a lot of info to absorb, and I know I didn't get it all, but I got the important bits. I then got a Reiki in combo with two other eastern style healing rituals, but what they were called I couldn't say. Apparently the healing lasted for like and hour and a half, though I think I fell asleep. It was MOST relaxing, and I feel better than I have in a long time. The mirror incident is overwith, I'm cleaning up my act and I'm getting much more in touch with my spirit. People can call me crazy all they want, I know it's true. There is no doubt. None. I have all the proof I need and more. Don't believe me? Try taking physics. That's right. Mainstream science. Supporting us "crazy fringe weirdos". I remember, I'm awakening and I'm happier than I ever have been. Peace suddenly seems so acheivable. It's wonderful. Open your eyes to the possibility and you'll find it as undeniable as I do. Indigo. It's only the beginning.

Brain fried

2006-01-13T20:24:00.000-05:00

Physics. Even the word is kinda scary, you know? Then there's terms like gravity force field. That's scarier, but only a little. Because you have to keep straight gravity, electromagnetism and strong nuclear forces, that's what makes it that little bit extra scary. Then there's M-theory. It sounds like it belongs in sci-fi, but it's not. What it can do makes it seem even more like sci-fi, it's a matter now of harnessing it. Time travel? An endless and clean source of energy? Crazy. Cool, but crazy. It makes me a little bit more confused, and seems that much more scary. Even more scary are things like the Theory of Relativity. That's where things really go mental. The theories or relativity, one general and one special. Multi-dimensional and unimaginable. Unsolvable equations. Bending time and space, and the curvature of the matter within it. That's getting really scary now. Very very. Even worse? Mesons, pions and muons. Bosons and fermions. Subatomic combinations of the six types of quarks. Oy vey. That's very VERY scary. Mostly because I totally don't get it. Well, I mostly don't. And I haven't touched on the matter of wave-particle duality yet! So, this is why my head is on the verge of exploding. *pah* ops, there it goes.... okay whatever. I need to therapy myself with Jared Leto and Brandon Boyd. *sigh* That's the cure to everything, don't you agree? ;)

The Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny

2006-01-10T22:05:00.000-05:00

So, when you're in one of those moods, this is the coolest song you will ever listen to.

Old Godzilla was hopping around
Tokyo City like a big playground.
When suddenly Batman burst from the shade,
and hit Godzilla with a bat grenade.
Godzilla got pissed and began to attack,
but didn't expect to get blocked by Shaq,
who proceeded to open up a can of Shaq-Fu
when Aaron Carter came out of the blue
and he started beating up Shaquille O'Neal
then they both got flattened by the Batmobile
but before it could make it back to the Batcave
Abraham Lincoln popped out of his grave
and took an AK-47 from under his hat
and blew Batman away with a rat-a-tat-tat
but he ran out of bullets and he ran away
because Optimus Prime came to save the day.

This is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny
Good guys, bad guys and explosions, as far as the eye can see.
Only one will survive I wonder who it will be.
This is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny

Godzilla took a bite out of Optimus Prime,
like Scruff McGruff took a bite out of crime.
Then Shaq came back covered in a tire track,
but Jackie Chan jumped out and landed on his back,
and Batman was injured and trying to get steady,
when Abraham Lincoln came back with a machete
when suddenly something caught his leg and he tripped-
Indiana Jones took him out with his whip
then he saw Godzilla sneaking up from behind
and he reached for his gun which he just couldn't find
'cause Batman stole it, and he shot and he missed,
and Jackie Chan deflected it with his fist
then he jumped in the air and did a somersault,
while Abraham Lincoln tried to polevault
onto Optimus Prime, but they collided in the air
then they both got hit by a Care Bear Stare

This is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny
Good guys, bad guys and explosions as far as the eye can see
Only one will survive I wonder who it will be?
The is the Ultimate Showdown

Angels sang out,
in immaculate chorus
down from the heavens,
descended Chuck Norris
who delivered a kick
which could shatter bones
into the crotch of Indiana Jones
who fell over on the ground
writhing in pain
as Batman changed back into Bruce Wayne
but Chuck saw through
his clever disguise
and he crushed Batman's head
in between his thighs.

Then Gandalf the Grey and Gandalf the White,
and Monty Python and the Holy Grail's Black Knight,
and Benito Mussolini and the Blue Meanie
and Cowboy Curtis and Jambi the Genie,
Robocop, Terminator, Captain Kirk and Darth Vader,
Lo Pan, Superman, every single Power Ranger,
Bill S. Preston and Theodore Logan,
Spock, The Rock, Doc Ock and Hulk Hogan,
all came out of no where lightning fast,
and they kicked Chuck Norris in his cowboy ass.
It was the bloodiest battle that the world ever saw,
with civilians looking on in total awe.
The fight raged on for a century.
Many lives were claimed but eventually
the champion stood -- the rest saw their better:
Mr Rogers in a blood stained sweater.

This is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny
Good guys, bad guys and explosions as far as the eye can see
and only one will survive I wonder who it will be?
This is the Ultimate Showdown
This is the Ultimate Showdown
This is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny

PS: if you're looking for more, check out Less Than Jake's version of Frosty the Snowman, and Belleville Rendez-vous from the Triplettes de Belleville movie. And maybe The Future Freaks Me Out but Motion City Soundtrack too. Mkay?

Why wicca

2006-01-03T12:35:00.000-05:00

So, here it is. The supposedly definitive post that will explain what exactly was going through my head when I turned wiccan. Now will you people please stop asking me? Anyhow, here goes...
It started when I became just slightly disenchanted by the bible. It made no sense. At first it was just a bit of logic. Things like Jesus raising the dead. That's a little weird. And it's kind of gross to raise someone whose been dead for a while. Creepy. Then the thought occured to me: in the Old Testament, God is depicted as untamable, violent, almost like those war gods or something. Then, all of a sudden, He turns into some peace loving, all benevolent god just as his son comes to earth? Um, no. A supposedly eternal god completely changing his nature in the blink of an eye? There's something wrong with this picture. I guess my general reasoning for maintaining my faith was that, considering the number of Christians in the world, they can't all be wrong. Of course, by this point I was old enough to know where Christianity came from, generally. I know it became the official religion of the Roman Empire, so now the one thing that kept me holding on to Christianity wasn't exactly right either; the reason that so many millions of people today are Christian is because they were raised Christian, and the reason that they were raised Christian is because a couple thousand years ago, their Roman families (which constitued just about everyone in the western world) converted on the order of Emperor Constantine. So here was the problem. I looked into it some more and started to find the most ancient origins of my religion. From the roots of Judaism to the life of Christ and started to find some interesting things. For one, Jesus Christ is a title. Most certainly not a name. Jesus is Greek for savior, a name given to the Jewish messiah. Second, the title of messiah does not denote that this was a man sent from God to give people a way into heaven after death, nor does it mean he was the son of God in a literal sense. Son of God and King of the Jews were two different titles for two different men: Joshua, the man who died on the cross and the one who was call Jesus Christ, and his brother Jacob, known to us as James. Both were a part of the sect called the Nasoreans. This is where the myth that Jesus was from Nazereth came from, and I call it a myth because there was no town of Nazereth at the time of Jesus. Under the leadership of Jesus and James, or Joshua and Jacob, whichever you prefer, the Jews were to bring about their liberation. That is what messiah means: one who will free the Jews for oppression. It had long been a belief of the Nasoreans that there would be two messiahs; one who would be priestly, called the Son of God, and one who would be kingly, called the King of the Jews. They were called the pillars, and God would form the archway over top, creating a heavenly gate. It seems that this is where the trinity came from. The cruifixion came about because the Romans were quite startled by the power of this new messianic movement. It has now become accepted that both Jesus and James were arrested. The bible talks about Pilate giving the crowd a choice between Jesus, King of the Jews and Barabbas. The crowd chose Barabbas. At first glance, it doesn't seem to make any sense that a criminal wouldbe chosen over the savior. However, taking a closer look, you would find that Barabbas means "Son of God". All that this passage is saying is that the crowd was given a choice between their kingly leader and their priestly leader, and they chose the priestly leader. After this, I looked further back and started to find that the origins of the God of the three single most popular religions in the world had, shall we say, interesting origins. All of this came to show me that every religion in the world has flukes, lies, and mistakes built into it's fabric and history. That what you believe is a matter of just that: belief. None of it is ever literal, it's all a completely different and completely soul-oriented way of thinking. Set apart from the way we think in this world. With that then, I realized that it didn't matter what religion you are. It doesn't make a difference. The single purpose of religion is to teach people to treat others with respect and honesty, and to give people a connection with something greater that connects us all. It doesn't matter what religion you are, it's all just different means to the same end. So with that in my mind, I decided that I'd never quite understood or fit in with the Christian doctrines, so I figured that I'd go for something else that suited me better. It might seem weird that I'm treating the supposed ordeal of changing religions almost like trying to find a pair of shoes that fit me better than the ones I'd had before, but in the end, religion is about the traditions that enrich you and the people you share them with. I'm not a Christian personality, and I have a habit of challenging the Bible which tends to cause a clash between me and those who believe in Christianity, so I'm not going to be Christian when what faith you belong to doesn't really matter anyways. Or, at least that's what I think. If you're reading this and are horrified by what I'm saying because you think I'll go to hell for rejecting Jesus, go ahead and think that, but don't come preaching to me please and thank you. I'm pretty sure that nobody who'd be reading this would do that, but just a warning anyways. Anyhow, after this new revelation came a new problem. What was a going to be now? I'm not going to go off on my own little tangent with some random religious beliefs that I made up, because I love the tradition and the people that organized religion can bring. At that same time though, I wanted one that would allow me to stretch my wings and do things the way I wanted to and the way I felt was right. Part of the reason I chose Wicca was because I already had belief it what might be considered fringe: a life-energy of sorts, that flows through us all: what Wiccans call magic. Wierd? Yes, but hey. I looked at a number of different belief systems: Buddism, Shinto, along side different types of paganism. Wicca fit. It just makes a lot of sense to me. It's about a natural balance we should all work to acheive. There aren't endless numbers of binding rules, but two simple ones:
An ye harm none, do what you will. Do what you wish, so long as no one is hurt by your actions
Mind the three fold law ye should, three times bad and three times good. What you do will be returned to you. Hurt someone, and someone will hurt you in return. Do good, and the charity will be returned. It makes perfect sense to me, and it just all seems right. There is the nonsense where people think that I have a wand and case hexes and things like in Harry Potter, but let's face it: that's stupid. Yes, I cast spells, but in a completely different sense. A spell is calling on a god, goddess, or multiple deities as witnesses, and making a concious effort to cause this life-force to flow the way that you wish. The more unnatural the flow, the harder it is to gain results because nature will be working against you. For example, if you cast a spell for the safe delivery of a baby from a healthy mother, all likelyhood is that it will work. If you cast a spell for the safe delivery of a baby from an alcholic, crack-addicted mother, that might not work so well. A Wiccan spell is more or less the equivalent of a Christian prayer. The means are different, but, again, the end is the same. I don't have any doubt that a prayer has the same effect as a spell, because in all essence it's the same thing. So, all in all, this is the way I chose to be spiritual, and all it is is a path that suits me best. It doesn't matter which path I take, because the way I see it, they all have the same destination anyways.

Why I love Devon

2005-12-28T21:52:00.000-05:00

Devon's blog post as of the 18th of December, 2005. Titled: "Why I love The West Wing":

President Josiah Bartlet: Good. I like your show. I like how you call homosexuality an abomination.

Dr. Jenna Jacobs: I don't say homosexuality is an abomination, Mr. President. The Bible does.

President Josiah Bartlet: Yes it does. Leviticus.

Dr. Jenna Jacobs: 18:22.

President Josiah Bartlet: Chapter and verse. I wanted to ask you a couple of questions while I have you here. I'm interested in selling my youngest daughter into slavery as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. She's a Georgetown sophomore, speaks fluent Italian, always cleared the table when it was her turn. What would a good price for her be? While thinking about that, can I ask another? My Cheif of Staff Leo McGarry insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus 35:2 clearly says he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself or is it okay to call the police? Here's one that's really important because we've got a lot of sports fans in this town: touching the skin of a dead pig makes one unclean. Leviticus 11:7. If they promise to wear gloves, can the Washington Redskins still play football? Can Notre Dame? Can West Point? Does the whole town really have to be together to stone my brother John for planting different crops side by side? Can I burn my mother in a small family gathering for wearing garments made from two different threads? Think about those questions, would you? "

*sigh* WWJD, one with an amazing gift of wisdom. In a world where brilliance is so often twisted, dearest dev stands alone in her complete purity of heart. She's a guiding light for all of us, one that I can only aspire to. Love can barely describe it. *muah*

Whhhaaaa...? cries

2005-12-28T18:22:00.000-05:00

This is to be my rant about guys.
Boys are stupid. Very stupid. And dense. And... what is wrong with me?
whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
I was thinking about it last night. Everybody's got somebody but me. I mean, I met Amanda's boyfriend on the 24th. He was a cool kid, yes, and it's nice to see her with somebody cool. But I find it just slightly depressing. *pout* I mean, come on people, am I defective or what? Nathan's got a girl, Amanda's got a guy, Brittany's got a guy, Moey's got a guy, even my aunt has got a guy! What in hell is wrong with me? *sigh*. It's too bad. I feel just slightly left out. It's not like I feel I need to have a boyfriend, indeed, I enjoy being single 'cuz it means I'm free to do whatever whenever (within reason), but I don't want to be single forever, and things aren't looking very promising here! *cries* I would love for someone to explain to me what exactly the problem is. Thanks anyways.

It's because I'm a nerd, isn't it? ISN'T IT?!

Homework and Christmas

2005-12-15T19:28:00.000-05:00

I'm slightly frustrated by the piling up of homework and the urgency of finishing my parents' gift (but not being able to work on it very often since they're always around). Which brings me to what I find truly frustrating. Commercialized holidays. Christmas to be specific. Let's see: the beloved character of Santa Claus. The image that we all take for granted of jolly old Saint Nick, the round man in the red suit, was invented for a Coke commercial. More or less the entirety of our holiday surrounds a Coke commercial? Oh that's good. And all I'm hearing on the radio as I sit at this computer is the constant "Santa shops at Walmart" and "Since wooden computer's don't work very well, Santa buys his electronic gifts from Best Buy." Ummm. No. I love the way that the corporate world has no problem whatsoever with destroying a beloved Christmas tradition, and yet not only are their emplyees not allowed to say "Merry Christmas" but often can't say "Happy Holidays" either because of the inherent reference to a holy day! Oh come on people, I'm not even Christian, and newly so, so if anyone is going to be made uncomfortable by greetings like "Merry Christmas" it should be me. Yet, I find myself siding with the rest of the world in saying that I don't care! Yule, Kwanza, Hanauka (sp?) and Christmas. It's all about spending time with family, about encouraging goodwill between all people, about giving, about the joy of the season. So, these days I find myself having to consciously remember that this month is about peace on earth and all that jazz, it's not just the busiest commercial season of the year. To me, it's not even about the religious aspect. It's an excuse to visit friends and family, to give out gifts and spend good time with people you care about. I love the season, underneath all the materialism. The only thing is that I have to deliberately remind myself of the little things that make this Christmas and not some excuse for excess commercialism. Things like decorating the tree. It's so little, but so nice. The tradition of Christmas trees came out of Germany, originating in a pagan Germanic tradition, where families brought trees into their homes and lit them with candles to give the spirits of the forest a safe, warm place to live during the cold winter months.
Those are the little things that make this the season to be jolly (falalalalaaa la la la la). That and the Grinch and the Rugrats Christmas specials. You might call that hypocritical, but honestly, I don't care. Every year at some point in December for as long as I can remember I've watched "The Grinch Who Stole Christmas" and the Rugrats special. Maybe that makes me a loser, but that's okay because I'm such a big geek already that being a loser doesn't matter to me so much. Tradition means a lot to me. Those are the suriving holiday traditions with my family, along with me and Ryan getting a Christmas tree ornament as a early gift on the 24th every year. So that's what we do.
The first snow fall and making snow angels in my bathing suit and then running into the hottub with my cousins. Listening over and over to our A Very Special Christmas CD on Christmas Eve. Hiding gifts in the closet. Singing carols as loud as I can and annoying the hell out of everyone else. That's what Christmas is all about :D

Testing 1.2.3.

2005-12-15T18:54:00.000-05:00

Like my Christmas theme? Cool. This post is testing it, so...yeh.

Masks of Binary

2005-12-14T21:35:00.000-05:00

Perhaps I'll join them one day.
These masked 'criminals' who hunger for a challenge, the thrill of finding hidden knowledge. I know, from experience, that those who look like good people are more often than not those with nasty dirty secrets, and those who look like bad people are the ones who have ethics. It is these people who mask themselves with encryptions and strings of 1s and 0s who learn the difference and judge people by their true morals.
Dark make-up, nearly purple hair, hoodies to hide under...even the fact that I'm a teenager. I'm scary to those over fifty, I'm a threat. I probably just got back from a party at which I got drunk and I slept with every guy in the place. I'm probably the kind of girl who'll get pregnant at 18 and not get into any sort of post-secondary education. I probably won't get anywhere in life, and I'll end up on welfare so that their little angel children with their PhDs will have to pay for my sorry survival. That's what they say, that's what they think.
Those frumpy old men who run this country. I can see through the act. Politians who smile for the camera to hide the venom of their tongues. The athletes who do it for the love of the game and then turn around and fight a bitter battle to keep their millions per season salaries. The corporate heads who "serve the consumer" by cheating the accounting, raising our hopes and our stocks, all the while withdrawing their profits and getting their head-start on fleeing the law just before the retirement investment of their most senior employee disintegrates, so they can have that extra million and buy themselves a personal airplane.
The ones behind the mask of code see the cheating, try desperately to warn the rest of us of the impending downfall of our economy, of our government, but they are the criminals. They have no credibility, right?

We explore... and you call us criminals. We seek after knowledge... and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color, without nationality, without religious bias... and you call us criminals. You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals.
Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for.

There are thousands upon thousands of these so-called criminals, the number growing every day. And perhaps a new one has just joined the ranks. I would rather be called a criminal then take part in your intricate dance of politics and lies and social standings. I grow tired of the cheating, or the gluttony, of the fear of anything and everything that is different. I'm different, and I'm not afraid to be who I am anymore. I am, however, afraid of who you are. Of who you really are. Not who you are when you're in the light, visible to others. Not who you are when you are perfect for the cameras. I'm afraid of who you are in the shadows. I'm afraid of the cold calculating mind that uses friendship and love, that sits quietly in the darkness and plots how to bring number one ahead in life, that plans carefully the next step in the race to be the richest by the time you die. Those are the people uncovered by the hidden criminals, and those are the people we wage a war of code and command on. The people who step on the everyman to make themselves fat with greed. And you call us criminals.

First post

2005-12-14T16:21:00.000-05:00

Hey dudes, this post has no use whatsoever. I'm using it to test out the layout. So yeh.