The Best Speech Ever Given

Despite how complex our ideas, perspectives, and passions may be, one thing I know to be certain. That conviction, when genuine, stands alone and indestructible.

I for some time now after much research and deliberation have been tired and trod upon by where our country is going, and how we are slowly poisoning ourselves, and our perceptions. I have become tired of what my research has shown me. That our country has been hijacked, not by terrorists, but by interests that will bleed and ultimately destroy this country if to control and profit only but for a moment to satisfy the most wretched of urges.

My jaded perceptions were calmed, if only but for a moment, when i heard this man speak. Most of anyone will say that my calm is an absurd emotion and that i am just another fish hooked by great sounding promises. And if you believe that you very well might be right. However, if just for a moment, I could be blissfully ignorant, I found solace in this man's words. This man had the audacity to speak ideals, these ideals that the grownups try and rob us of when we turn the corner of maturity.

On August 28th 2008, on a cool night in the state where I was born, this man spoke to a nation. In his speech, thankfully, I had the audacity to hope.

Fun with Astrology!

I was having a quick laugh to myself whilst perusing the an astrology article by MSN. The article's name was "What drives you nuts?" And i read mine which is of course Sagittarius, and was only half satisfied with the answer. Basically I feel I only have 3 things that upset me and those are:

1. Callousness
2. Apathy
3. Bravado
4. Shit talking

Ok so there is a fourth. I wont try and expound upon these cause I may find more and I'm trying to keep my hindrances low. I actually don't even like identifying what it is i like and dislike because it makes me less pliable. And plus i cant stand people who prattle on and on about their peeves. However being dissatisfied with my sign's dislikes i decided to search the other signs dislikes and found a few that we a little more close to home as far as things in don't like. Ok, sick of seeing (dis) in every other word. Without further ado, here they are:

Libra:Contrary to popular opinion, your specialty, Libra, is not "balance" itself, it's restoring balance to unbalanced situations. So what you can't stand, more than anything else, is seeing lopsided, prejudiced, unfair, or discriminatory conditions. It brings out the cruise director, mediator, and judge in you. In other words, you put your own feelings aside to become whatever it takes to make things "nice" again.

Scorpio:Your sign is famous for its love of depth, intensity, and digging below the surface. So what makes you crazier than anything is meeting up with someone who goes out of his way to be shallow, cavalier about important issues (especially the ones you feel most strongly about) and superficial. It makes you wonder what he or she is really up to - and wondering is what keeps you from getting a decent night's sleep.

Sagittarius:You love to learn, travel, and have fun with interesting others. In short, if it's new, uncharted territory, if you feel that you're boldly going where no one has gone before - yourself in particular - then you're game. (What you can't stand - what you absolutely cannot and will not tolerate, no matter what - is boredom. [WRONG, I don't carry a standard of boredom, personally I have a peeve against people who are always bored, I know it's wrong, but something irks me about people always needing something new, fresh, and fun. Maybe its my own self loathing about NOT being new fresh and fun? People who are never satisfied, it bugs me because if you can be happy even in the boredom of life, then when something cool comes around you can know magic. Or maybe I still see magic in the everything, everyday.] That's your #1 Pet Peeve. A close second? Someone who dares to tell you "no," regardless of why. [Now this one is right on the money!!! Immensely, i know it's terrible.]

Pisces:Your specialty, Pisces, is emotions, maybe even more so than sentimental Cancer. You're comfortable sniffling and dabbing at your eyes during a sad movie (or a commercial, for that matter) and rather - no, extremely - proud of your ability to sense what's wrong with a loved one before they even realize it themselves. So what makes you most irritated is when someone tells you you're being "overly emotional." After all, in your eyes (which is what matters), can you ever be too emotional?

Yea, so there it is. I had to try hard to avoid massive tangents.

Look,....ducks!

4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey

"Face it, Petunia! Our boy has gone yumpy!"
The best word in recent history.

Abandoned

I am starting to loose faith in peoples capacities of comprehension. Like the ability to comprehend the radical concept how they treat people when times get tough. Everyone knows how to treat people when things are good, but how many people endeavour to remain decent when things get shitty. The measure of a person in my humble opinion is not how good of a friend, lover, or family member you can be when the weather is fair, but when the climate is nasty, how well can a person hold their composure when they feel terrible. It is the human excuse time and time again to glorify the fair weather days, and excuse the misdeeds of the bad days and off moments. But when can people take responsibility for themselves when they are at their worst? We should remember most closely the good days, but examine and take responsibility for the bad ones.

I believe people have it backwards. And what this backwards thinking lends itself to is people not correcting some of their undesirable attributes. Because they have no accountability to themselves or to others of how they act and treat others when they are in a bad mentality.

And this realization of mine leaves me feeling very alone.

Unlike many, but similar to a few, I examine the struggles of people, and my own very closely. And i keep adapting my ways to account for the holes i see in human communication. And the more i think get better, the further away from improvements i feel i slide.

And this adverse reaction makes me feel more alone.

I'm am beginning to think that in human struggles, whether the conflict of nations and churches, or the quarrels of lovers and friends, uncomfortable communications renders people myopic and crude. It seems like only one out of thirty encounters yields a honest and quick remedy of disclosure and reconciliation. But most people succumb to quick and crude reactions to defend bad behavior.

This reality leaves me feeling alone.

When i know i am wrong, and trust me i have a vast understanding of what i am capable in being wrong, I am true to myself, and I make it easy for another to feel validated. Because no matter how abstract i can be, and how judiciously i can argue a point or defend myself, i have a infallible sense of what is wrong of my actions. And people receive this from me. It is my unspoken gift to those I share words with to receive a clear acknowledgment of validation. That they are getting a person undiluted by my own motives. But I'm afraid when it comes to receiving this from others, the golden rule tends to vanish.

I am trying to to create myself in the likeliness of what i desire. Fair, sensible, honest, and open. I am trying to mitigate myself and others against the pitfalls of opposite sided perspectives. I am trying to show myself the nature of my own worst qualities and the misgivings in others to people so that they and I can heal, and learn how to get right with each other. But the more i study and tweak i just seem to get more uglier results.

Is it that people are unwilling to drop their egos? Or is it that we sometimes have uncompromisable defense mechanisms that cannot be shut down in order to take a better look at ourselves? Perhaps the science of introspecting is too vast, and renders people hostile to its meanings.

I have not yet had a confrontation where anyone but myself can pull themselves out of their ass to see reason. This blind defense is agonizing for me to watch. Its like people are forever shackled to their perceptions and this unbudging method creates a psychotic dysfunction that defies every plea and adjustment for reason.

These conclusions make me feel alone.

I realize that in the end this reflection is all a bunch of nothing. Like a seed that cannot sprout roots remains unfruitful, these concepts are lost to the unthoughtful, and scoffed at by the oversimplifiers.

But feeling more and more alone especially when you feel you shouldn't have to leaves me feeling abandoned.

I don't want be be alone or feel abandoned.

Either I am going to have to back to the drawing board with myself, or I am going to have to learn to have more patience in the midst of these reflections.

To risk ones hand.

Well, this moment certainly was fun. Many years previous to this picture i remember as a boy growing up i was always around fireworks. It was a yearly tradition around the 4th of July and New Years. I have fond memories of my Grandpa bringing home a big bag of fireworks, or my Dad bringing me home some. Little firecrackers, spinners, rockets, blooms, snakes, even those little tanks that spit little sparks and rolled around. Ah yes and the sparklers, the smell of the barbecue with hint of phosphorus and sulfur lingering in the air. But now days, due to many careless users who injure themselves and others or start fires, many cities and safety focus groups are making it illegal to possess fireworks, and even the safe and sane ones.

Hmmmph, i say to that.

It's the same thing like when i was in Chemistry class. Because of sue happy parents, teachers can no longer perform chemical reactions and other cool stuff that our parents got to experience.

I don't know what it is inside me but there something so cool about fireworks. I guess its the sound and the presentation. Maybe its nostalgia. Who knows? I hope wherever i have my family it will be legal to enjoy them on the holidays, yes yes.

A Night At The Theater.

I love the theater. Though I have many loves, the theater is one of my favorites. It was Maite that told me that old cinema, or theater the best stuff available. The ablity to act, sing, and sometimes dance all at once was a true measure of peformance talent. And i now know this to be true. I think that watching musical theater is slowly becoming lost on people, sad truly. While people are lost in the soup of Dancing With The Stars, American Idol (hides from Natali), and Keeping Up with the Fucking Kardashians, there are real people, dancing, singing, and portraying in ways cosmically better. Who the fuck cares about the Kardashians anywa....nevermind, i digress. I guess some would say, who the fuck cares about my blog, good point.

Well, my blog, i win.


So, here it is my, first real post. =D

The first words...

Well those of you whom I've told about my blog you are in the right place. Come in and sit a spell. Theres not much to look at right now, but soon there will be much to poke around in. I just need to get some thoughts in order and get the look just right. You know, blogs are nothing new any more, but man just to think. What a curious speck of time we inhabit. Well, come back soon. I hope to update weekly.