"Difference of opinion leads to inquiry, and inquiry to truth" -Thomas Jefferson
Critical thinking. It's important. Stay curious my friends.
Sunday, September 30, 2012
For you
My original journal entry from class:
I'm thinking about you like Coldplay thinks aboout clocks.
Like cars think about open road.
Like rings think about fingers (don't be gross about that one).
I'm thinking about you like my fingertips think about steel.
Like my baby sister thinks about the backyardigans.
Like a hipster thinks about H&M.
I'm thinking about you like buttercup thinks about Westley.
Like Humperdink thinks about the hunt.
Like Fezzik thinks about ryhmes.
I'm thinking about you like you think about him.
Like he thinks about her.
Like she thinks about me.
I'm thinking about you like radios think about white noise.
Like brush thinks about tooth.
Like cameras think about every passing moment.
I'm thinking about you like nobody thought was possible.
But I'm not thinking about you like you think about me.
Monday, September 24, 2012
Inspiration
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t1tbX_NJn98
I know that you can't watch this at school, and I'm sorry that I'm not intelligent enough to know how to make it so, but please please take the time to go home and watch it. You won't be disappointed.
I know that you can't watch this at school, and I'm sorry that I'm not intelligent enough to know how to make it so, but please please take the time to go home and watch it. You won't be disappointed.
Miedo
Okay.... Now I don't want to sound like an overconfident jerk, but I'm not afraid of the silly things that most people are. Well... when I say not afraid, I just mean that I'm not terrified to a ridiculous extent. I don't have any silly phobias. Sure, I cry a little bit inside when that massive spider disappears under my bed, but after a second of worry, I realize that it's no big deal. I'll be afraid to go talk to a pretty girl, but I'm always to get some perspective and tell myself, "what the heck, who gives a darn" (pardon my french).
So, if I'm able to go bungee jumping if it so pleased me, why am I afraid of this one thing? This one thing that will remain unnamed is what I fear may hold me back for the rest of my life. It is the one thing that could set me free and unlock the gateway to all of my dreams. So why do I fear it? Because it is also the thing that could cause the destruction of all of my hopes and expectations. It's an all or nothing deal. You get one or the other, but never both. It involves risking everything, even though you have nothing to lose but your own personal pride. Anyway it's late so I'm off. See ya in the next post. That is, if you're even reading this. Oh and if you are reading this, you are incredible. Thanks mate.
Cheerio.
Oh ya,
I'm afraid to try.
So, if I'm able to go bungee jumping if it so pleased me, why am I afraid of this one thing? This one thing that will remain unnamed is what I fear may hold me back for the rest of my life. It is the one thing that could set me free and unlock the gateway to all of my dreams. So why do I fear it? Because it is also the thing that could cause the destruction of all of my hopes and expectations. It's an all or nothing deal. You get one or the other, but never both. It involves risking everything, even though you have nothing to lose but your own personal pride. Anyway it's late so I'm off. See ya in the next post. That is, if you're even reading this. Oh and if you are reading this, you are incredible. Thanks mate.
Cheerio.
Oh ya,
I'm afraid to try.
Monday, September 17, 2012
Sky diving
It's early in the morning, the roads are practically empty, there's a cool chill in the air, you have remnants of sleep in your eyes, and you've never felt so alive. It's like one of those days that you're going to the airport and you get to watch everyone driving to work, and you think "peace suckas! I'm outta here!" You don't have to live out your long and pathetic day, because today, you're going skydiving.
You're excited.
You're nervous.
You don't want to go.
But you wan't to go even more.
You feel like you're just leaving the world behind. Traveling to unexplored land. As if the plane that you're now flying in is going to take you to mars, or crash and kill you. Either way you're happy, because you're leaving the idiots on this earth. You finally get to the jump. This is the hardest part. Everything leading up to the jump. It's the anticipation that gives you the biggest thrill. You stop and wonder if this is what you really want to do, but you know you just have to do it. Like ripping off a band-aid. You just have to take a deep breath....... In....... Out...... and go. That was it. That was the hardest part. The rest of the way is pure bliss. Euphoria. You don't want this to ever end. And all you have left to do now is pull the parachute, and hope it works. You start to see people around you pull, but nothing happens. They become terrified. Then splat. They hit hard. How is it going to end for you? You can never know until you try, because this isn't skydiving. This is love.
You're excited.
You're nervous.
You don't want to go.
But you wan't to go even more.
You feel like you're just leaving the world behind. Traveling to unexplored land. As if the plane that you're now flying in is going to take you to mars, or crash and kill you. Either way you're happy, because you're leaving the idiots on this earth. You finally get to the jump. This is the hardest part. Everything leading up to the jump. It's the anticipation that gives you the biggest thrill. You stop and wonder if this is what you really want to do, but you know you just have to do it. Like ripping off a band-aid. You just have to take a deep breath....... In....... Out...... and go. That was it. That was the hardest part. The rest of the way is pure bliss. Euphoria. You don't want this to ever end. And all you have left to do now is pull the parachute, and hope it works. You start to see people around you pull, but nothing happens. They become terrified. Then splat. They hit hard. How is it going to end for you? You can never know until you try, because this isn't skydiving. This is love.
Friday, September 7, 2012
Be an alien
Dearest aliens, if you absolutely insist on coming to earth, there are a few things you need to know about humans. First and foremost, don't expect a bunch of friendly open armed weirdos (unless you're in Utah). If you come to earth, expect to have all of your dreams and creativity suctioned out of your mind while they tell you to live your dreams and be creative. Get ready to work all of your life towards unhappiness and dissatisfaction. To dread going to work each day and always have the memory of what could have been. Get ready to spend your hard earned money on propaganda filled infomercials selling happiness in a blanket with sleeves. Get ready to donate money to your favorite celebrity's charity, then see that same celebrity live out their life in rehab. If you want to fit in, don't ask questions. If you are happy with unhappiness, then follow the social norms. But if you want to stand out, ignore all of the above and do whatever the frik you want. Whatever it may be. ANYTHING. Don't follow the norms. Be an alien.
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