Tuesday, October 25, 2011

I met a young woman whose body was burning.


And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son ? / And what did you hear, my darling young one ?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin'/ I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world
I heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin' / I heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin'
I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin' / Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley / And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard / And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

-B. Dylan

Monday, October 17, 2011

My Master, my Slave.


My fear wards over me, threatening me with a lifetime of regrets and unhappiness if I do not live in my dreams--which is to say, even in pursuit of them. This life is my slave till it takes from me all it gives.

"Bad! Bad! What? Is he not going - backwards?' - Yes! But you ill understand him if you complain about it. He goes backwards as everyone goes backwards who wants to take a big jump"

- Nietzsche, Beyond Good & Evil

Thursday, October 6, 2011

iThankyou

"Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart."









- Steve Jobs

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Goal orientated


Have confidence in yourself.
Formulate a plan of action.
Follow through.

Thanks Internet, I couldn't have done it without you.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

I am on my way, I am on my way....


You may as well be warned, you're going to love this.
If you find that you don't--make sure you still have a pulse.

You're welcome. We're all welcome! Gosh I love it!

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Hey, baby

The proper time to influence the character of a child is about a hundred years before he is born.”

— William Ralph Inge

Monday, September 12, 2011

Forever Young

The cool thing about heroes and one's age is, they (the heroes) keep the same age. The appreciation for them extends beyond the dream of having their powers, or being like them, to an appreciation for one's own youth. There is also, during this moment, a foreshadowing of the future self, looking back upon the reflective, middle-youth it once was.

A hero reflects the greatest in us, it is nice to live in a world of these myths. DC and Marvel (in my opinion more so DC) is an institution, there are now generations who know no world without these characters alive. Kind of like anyone who recently turned a legal 'adult' and knows no world without the Simpsons. One day maybe we'll look upon the 'Infinite Crisis' series like the stories of the Mahabharata...

As the ravages of 'groundhog years' which force one to either succumb, or tackle their own tolerance for ambiguity, grind the youthful hope and belief in ourselves, founded on nothing in particular, which sent us sky-rocketing, daringly into any situation, down to a powdery chalk-we see contemporaries yolked with the dreams and ideals simply because they're too busy to chase them...because groundhog day awaits.

I told all this to a Madman, and he told me I need to work on my run on sentences and comma usage, then he said that it was "Better to look like a fool, than feel like one," and so I began sinking into the Sea of Ambiguity, and learning to swim.