Making an impossible island

Why do we stay connected with people we obviously despise?

You'd think in a world with 6 billion people in it, we'd be able to give one up. We can't. We're humans, and we stick to what we do better than any species that's ever come before or after us, which is connect.

From someone you don't know, but know you won't like, to someone that's wronged you in ways you wouldn't wish upon your most wicked enemy, they all seem to stay in your phone's contact list some way or another.

Rocky

Sometimes, admist all the eb and flow of life, you find something that won't move. Dispite rising and falling tide, that one thing stays, unwavering, in the spot you found it everytime you come back. It can be a reassuring or infuriating acquaintance, but either way it's hard to forget.

Programming and Sequencing

It's funny how love lingers where you wouldn't expect it. All the people in your life that you've loved and lost will never leave you. It happens in places you wouldn't expect, about people you wouldn't expect, and the feelings you get will sweep you off your feet every time.

The passions of the people you love rub off on you. That which are your friends' and lovers' passions soon become a your own in little ways. Whether or not ethier party is aware of the transaction it happens, and it's unavoidable if you care for each other at all. It's two people intertwining, profoundly effecting each other's personality and reality, and it's something melancholy and beautiful. It's the reason you reminice when you see a green scarf and you remember your friend who loved his green car. It's the reason you can never buy Arizona Blueberry White Tea because a girl you loved and had a tough break-up with drank it every day. These are the signs that there are people in your life that you appreciate, and not only should never forget, but can't ever forget. It's their little way of grabbing you by the lungs and saying, "Hey, I'm part of your life and don't you try and deny it."


I hope people don't try and deny it, and that when those things happen you call the person you thought of and say, "Hey, something reminded me of you today, just thought you'd like to know."

Published

Sometimes your body and the universe synchronize with your mind. Harsh sounds berate your eardrums and your aching head blurs your vision. There's a virus clogging the airways through your nose and throat and despite the triviality of these ailments, you know all is not right with your world. The frequency of this feeling worries me, I'd like a disconnection from my Universal Contingency plan.

Karma set to Kill

I swear karma only has two settings. If you're lucky it's set on power save mode.

There is no good side to karma, it either forces those who have done wrong to repent, or leaves you alone. Where's the reward for doing good? Sure, if you're a truly good person than doing good is a reward in and of itself, but it's a fleeting one at best. Oh hey, you donated some money to starving kids in Africa! Honestly, you're a good person, and it feels good to know you may have just saved peoples lives, but twenty minutes later, when you're home feeling violent and lonely (nice line Justin Peirre), there's no way some "Thank You" card is really going to make you feel better.

So, what's the deal Divine Entities? Are good people supposed to be complacent with the good they've done? And furthermore, shouldn't you at least be exempt them from the dark side of karma? I'd like to look over my contract again with a good lawyer, because, don't take this blasphemously or anything, but I'm not sure how honest you were with me at signing.

Maybe Bradbury was right

I'm watching the Bears beat the Philidelphia Eagles. There are thousands of people in a stadium not thirty-five miles from me, experiencing excitement and tension that has topped the cresciendo of their week. My toes are cold.

These people, these nameless, faceless people blanketing the stands don't seem concerned about what they're doing with their lives. I see no trace of a guy worrying whether or not he'll ever see that beautiful girl at the ticket booth again. There's no sign of a mother wondering if she'll have the money to feed her kids when her rent bill comes in. Devin Hester just ran a 51 yard return! Why would a kid be worrying about what college he'll get into? Does it matter if you're in love with someone who doesn't love you? No! The Bears are winning by 4 points in the 3rd quarter! This is heavy stuff! Four turnovers? Come ON Bears, you're better than that.

Alright, Productive Night

True mastery of music is having the ability to convey any feeling or emotion you'd ever want to through sound. Understanding sound so thoroughly that you'd know exactly how to make and reproduce a human feeling accurately is something I've always thought was the pinnicle of musical perfection.

Just sayin'.

Hackers

There are a lot of untrue things in the world. There are a lot of untrue people in the world. There's a lot of uncertainty and a lot of guesswork in life. I beg of all you hacks, you fakes, you wannabes, you junkies of disinformation, stop it.

Only let slip from your teeth what you can stand on, so that those of us who do don't have to worry about the poor foundation you have laid.

Lets start over

I opened this blog with a horribly inane subject. To repent for all the time I've wasted in my life I'm trying to cut out that of which doesn't matter. This will not be a blog about coincidences, this will not be a blog about curiosities, and this will not be a blog about anything that will never matter.

One of my favorite stories as a kid was the Phantom Tollbooth, and since the first day I read it I've always remembered the Watchdog explaining to the main character that to waste time is reprehensible, but to kill time is just dispicable. Taking that to heart, I will only write things that will stand the test of time, and only do things that make it worthwhile.

Maybe