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Coherent Thoughts of a Gentleman
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Senioritis
Monday, January 20, 2014
Human theme
Happiness. It's something all humans strive to feel at some point or another. Happiness, to me, is satisfaction with life and the ability to accept how things are and be content with it. Everyone has been at that point at one time or another, and some may be in that state right now (more power to them.) Here's the thing about happiness, it's a rare thing for most people. I know a lot of people who haven't felt genuine happiness for... months, years, a decade. For one reason or another, that feeling of satisfaction has continued to escape them. Whether that be a bad history, a sad time in their lives, or simply being down all the time, this nirvana known as happiness hasn't really been in their lives for a fair period of time. Now, this concept of happiness is important to me because genuine happiness is relatively hard to come by. It definitely happens at a point in everyone's lives, however late that maybe, but so many people lead the early stages of their lives in perpetual sadness, it's quite disheartening. My relevant hyperlinks to fit the requirement. This and this.
Monday, November 4, 2013
Worth. I’m not sure where to begin. This word has shaped the world in so many ways, it’s a bit ridiculous. From how much something is worth, ie: gold, to the idea of someone’s self-worth; whether that someone happens to be a king, or meager peasant. This concept of worth hasn’t changed much over the centuries either. These days, America is still dealing with the multi-trillion dollar debt that we have somehow manage to acquire, even though we are literally the greatest country to have ever graced God’s green Earth (citation required). The late Pablo Escobar’s drug kingdom he reigned over affected millions upon millions of people either directly or indirectly. This man was worth at least $3,000,000,000 at the height of his power, and his influence spread all over the world. Then there are the the lowest of the low members of the human race. While that title can be debated for days on end, I think that it can be unanimously agreed on that if a person is working their lives for shady characters, getting paid scraps of food to feed their entire family for a week or more, that is not a very desirable lifestyle. I’d like to take this moment to point out that yes, I’m aware that these people did not choose this lifestyle. Just a fact of life. This idea of worth is both constantly changing, and never changing. As time continues to move forward, the physical entity of worth varies from lifetime to lifetime. Constantly shaping and molding itself to better fit the world as it is. But that’s the thing, it’s only shaping and molding. The core idea is never tampered with. The core idea that worth is a value of some sort given to a person or object is a constant in this world of variables.
Thursday, October 10, 2013
Beauty
Beauty. This word is freaking subjective, it's astounding. Beauty can be referenced to quite literally anything, and can also be interpreted in quite literally anyway. Society has twisted and skewed the word in such a way that you've got people like this (it's a very off-putting picture, just sayin') who try their absolute hardest to be portray "beauty". In most of these people's eyes, they aren't nearly beautiful enough and need to do more to achieve their goal. Then there's the opposite end of the spectrum where there are actually entire cultures based around people like this (not wrestling, that fact that they’ve got a bit of meat on them) are seen as beautiful and rich, as they can afford to eat. Finally there’s the people who are currently being seen as “correct”. These are the people who don't care about what others think and learn to appreciate the who they are and the way they are. There are entire websites and articles directly correlating with this idea of accepting one's beauty.
On a different note, beauty is very much not exclusive to people. There are landscapes like this which are actually quite striking to look at. Paintings, murals (this is Detroit), sculptures (New Zealand), along with many other things that are all incredibly to look at. Some artists and photographers have made their entire lives out of trying to capture and convey beauty through whatever means they have at their disposal. Whether that be through graffiti and vandalism, or statues and shrines. Music is probably the most subjective of all forms of beauty. So subjective in fact, that many new genres that are emerging are being scrutinized to the point where some people question of it's music at all. The beauty of music varies so much that the very word, "beauty" almost seems meaningless when the word creates as much controversy as it does.
I feel as though if the humanity as a whole could completely rid of the word beauty and remove all variants of the word, the world would be a very, very unique place. Not necessarily better, but definitely different. A good number of things in the world have been made with a visual concept in mind to be appealing to the eye. Apple products seem to be all about being incredibly minimalist along with trying to look nice. A number of architects have made a name for themselves by going out of their way to create something that is visually captivating. A good number of people have been made with the idea of them being the, "most beautiful specimen to have ever graced God's green earth." It's a ridiculous don't you think? Maybe if this entire concept of beauty was abolished, the world would end up as a giant cesspool. Forty years of darkness, earthquakes and volcanoes, the dead rising from the grave, human sacrifice, cats and dogs living together. Mass hysteria. I don’t think my attempts at being profound are working very well. Eh.
Wednesday, October 2, 2013
Mai memwarwarwarwarwarwar tecst werk .
"The following day, the three of us were marched into the governor's office. The English lawyer who had seemed particularly trustworthy and sympathetic to our cause had gone straight to prison officials with news that we were planning an escape. Apparently, she had done so for our own good, as she believed we would surely have been shot." That's a small excerpt from the memoir 4,000 Days by Warren Fellows. A story about his experiences in a Bangkok prison.
So far, seeing as how I've read exactly three whole pages of this book, I have not learned anything new to apply to my own personal narrative. I've only had confirmations that I should be more descriptive with my writing and that being able to show in your writing is incredibly important to captivating the reader.
So far, seeing as how I've read exactly three whole pages of this book, I have not learned anything new to apply to my own personal narrative. I've only had confirmations that I should be more descriptive with my writing and that being able to show in your writing is incredibly important to captivating the reader.
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
Rebellion
Rebel:
noun
1. a person who refuses allegiance to, resists, or rises in arms against the government or ruler of his or her country.
2. a person who resists any authority, control, or tradition.
Well, doesn't that sound familiar? The first definition sounds strikingly similar to problems the world is facing today ie: Syria. Yeah. What's that? Syrians are killing Syrians? How about we kill more Syrians to stop Syrians from killing Syrians. Sound logic right there. From the very little knowledge I have of the current state of Syria, it seems like Syrian citizens are rebelling against one, President Bashar al-Assad. Although I'm fairly confident that many citizens would argue that the title, "President" should be replaced with "Dictator." Or "Stupid jerk-face." Whichever floats your boat. Apparently he's been doing some slightly shady things like using chemical warfare against the Syrian citizens, although there doesn't seem to be any hard evidence to support such claims. Even then, it doesn't seem like Mr. Assad is doing a very good job at keeping the peace. Something I feel like should have been his job to do as leader of his country. But enough about that, let's talk about those rebels. They are standing up against the Assad Regime for one reason or another. Maybe they're being oppressed super hard, Assad could be killing off citizens one by one, maybe he smells funny. For whatever reason though, the rebels are, well, rebelling. Resisting the regime, trying their best to get something to change for the better. Rebellions occur when someone, or in this case, a large group of people, don't agree with what someone or something is doing. Rebels will try to change things, or at least express their displeasure through acts of protest of some sort. How peaceful these protests are can be debated.
Now, there is one rebel that comes to mind when reading the second definition. Alexander Supertramp (awesome name), more commonly known as, Christopher J. McCandless. A very gifted man with a very successful future ahead of him, goes on to essentially throw that life away in pursuit of an idealistic lifestyle that he vastly underestimated. Did I mention he was cocky? He's cocky. "I'm going to live off the land in the middle of Alaska with a sack of rice, a puny little pea shoote- I MEAN RIFLE, and incredibly little knowledge of the area around me. This is gonna be good." And it was good. A good story anyways. Chris hates authority. Not just authority figures, just the very idea of authority itself. The word "control" doesn't mean anything to him unless the word is used in such a way that implies Chris would be the one controlling Chris. Any other variation was wrong and stupid in his eyes. Tradition? Traditional things like laying a foundation for your future by going to college and having a degree in something that would get you a job? Absolute nonsense (although I agree to an extent.) Chris would be described as a "free spirit." Going whichever way the wind blows, but also not one to be stopped by anything that could get in the way. If I could use one word to describe him, it'd be a toss up between; stubborn, stupid, rebellious, or OhMyJesusYouAreSoStupidWhyWouldYouDoThatYouCouldHaveBeenAtHomePlayingWithYourDog.
I think stubborn is a good one.
Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Did McCandless die happy?
I can only imagine that when he was on his last day on Earth, he accepted that fact. That he essentially reached nirvana and understood that where he came from and what he's done in his life all led to that time and place. Although starving and getting injured probably wasn't the greatest thing in the world.
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