Be kind...

Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a harder battle.

I don't really believe that. Of course, I've never been much of an absolutist. That is, anyone I meet might be fighting a harder battle. Isn't it all conditional? Don't be nice because you have things better, be nice because it's the right thing to do. I guess my opponents will chalk that down to my religious beliefs. To hell with them. You have to bring a man in to beat down his writing, it just means you're not man enough to do it yourself. But anyway, back on topic... it's the right thing to do, I won't lie... that is the Christian edict. Even in the sermon I heard just this morning our Vicar said that every commandment can be boiled down to "love your neighbor as yourself." Though, that was straight from scripture so I guess I shouldn't glorify the Vicar over it. But he's spreading it, just as I am now, and that takes a courage all its own. So yes, it is a Christian ideal - not exclusively of course. And that's the point. Taking religion out of the picture, is being unconditionally nice still the right thing to do? I think so. Why? Think about it - it may not work out so well in todays society... but why? Because not everyone is doing it. Not everyone is being kind to one another. Imagine if they did just that. That's my point. I suppose I could count religion along with that, but I won't violate your trust nor insult your intelligence - that's key. Thats an important step that a lot of people miss.

Don't Call it a Comeback

If you did that, it would insinuate that my previous state was a state of failure. That somehow, I had something to come back too. That's just not so. I don't know what I can tell you - how to make it sound, I don't know, intelligible. I've suffered loss. I've suffered heartbreak, but who hasn't? In that respect my recent victories are no more of a comeback than a kid who picks himself up from a fall. Now, that's something I can latch onto. Everyone falls. Don't get me wrong - there's nothing wrong with the phrase "come back." It's the major theme of one of my favorite songs. It's just as romantic and versatile as any phrase out there. It just doesn't apply. I'm moving forward, if anything, to places I've never been. And that, to me, is much more admirable than a "comeback." What is this anyway? A baseball game? I'm sick and tired of people comparing life to a game. Using phrases like "winners" and "losers." Again, metaphors are great, but for me they just don't apply. I start going down that road, I might not make it back. That's the road I used to take, assigning value to words and phrases thinking that somehow they would rise up and liberate me from - what? Myself. Though I didn't know it at the time. See, we exist in an isolated system. You, me, my dog. Each of us only having the perception of numero uno -a one-of-a-kind superhuman me. Right? That's a trap in itself. Isn't it?

Whatever came to mind...

This was written by me in a topic which called for flash essays without prompt... it was a "whatever first comes to your mind, and go" type of thing.

So as I was reading through these wall of texts (btw I really don't care if there are spaces or not) I got a bunch of great ideas to put in a wall of text of my own.

Then I realized that doing such a thing would violate my very rules. So let's talk about rules. What are the biggest ones? the oldest ones? The Ten Commandments? Wrong. There was one before. I'm sorry to go all biblical here but this furious ranting has left me no option. There was a rule before, and that rule was simple. Be perfect. Be like God. But we ****ed it up. So God broke it down into ten. And they're alright. But we still can't do it. So God broke it down into a thousand pager, and over half of us decide to ignore it or attack it as untrue.

Why do people attack things? It's kind of an unanswerable question, and a random one at that. One obvious answer is self defense. If something is threatening you, you must, in order to preserve your very self, attack it to keep it from attacking you. Are there other reasons? Malice, of course. Are there really any others? Probably, but I'm not thinking long enough to find them. Of the two, I wonder which one fits the situation in the ladder-wall above? It's funny, because a book can't attack people. It can cause people to attack people, but it doesn't leap out and try to bite you. I had a dream that a hamster bit me. Anyway, do we have the right to take out secondary sources of influence? I suppose so. But you have to acknowledge the fact that the only reason to take out a secondary source is because you're too weak to deal with the primary. If an evangelist comes to your house and you can't deal with him in a way that you see ideally, then the logical step is to attack their belief system. Because you failed to attack them.

Isn't that kind of cowardly?

Keyboard Master

This makes me think of Guitar Hero for some reason. And, if a game were to come out anything like guitar hero using a keyboard, I can only imagine the colossal train wreck that would result.

Now with FIVE buttons, for a complete piano experience!

Oh boy. What is this world coming to, that we sit around playing plastic guitars with five buttons before learning an actual guitar? If today’s society would apply itself, think of what we could accomplish? I don’t know what else I can say about it. It’s not just music. It’s everything that we put aside to play videogames. And I’m just about as guilty as anyone. I mean, I have a stack of books that I need to read which is far too large for my tastes. And they’re by authors I like. So what’s the problem?

I think it has something to do with the intensity of life. Videogames are relaxing in that they don’t require thought. Concentration, yes, but thought? Not so much. Have you every played videogames at an all-nighter? I have. I could feel my brain meting away from sleep deprivation, and my videogame performance was hardly affected. Have you ever tried to read when you’re tired? It can’t be done. Maybe we should put flashing lights on our books. And out guitars. And our keyboards. Maybe we can put flashing lights on our friends and our teachers, and maybe on some poor children that only need a bit of care.

Maybe then some things will get done.