Saturday, March 29, 2008
To watch the world burn
"Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice."
Fire and Ice
Robert Frost
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice."
Fire and Ice
Robert Frost
I absolutely love this poem.
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Melancholy of the Drama
"That's so highschool shit"
Too often, I uttered such a phrase between friends in passing, or around the lunch table; in all its glorious 4 person cramped seating, not really understanding the meaning of what I was saying. I once believed, the "shit" was nothing that pertained to real life at all, but only in our prison-walls of New Prairie. That, and the drama that went with them.
But too many a time I find myself, on the outside world, out of that hell-hole, thrust back into the drama that we only know only as highschool life.
Yet, behold the glorious day, when it is not I that partakes in these dramatic dances of stupidity, but rather, it is I that shall laugh as the marionettes do their part, as I, the puppet master does mine.
Nevertheless, I make do what I can. I survive, live day to day...And for the majority of the time, delight in what I do. But then again, no matter how much we may complain, its the drama of our pre-conditioned earlier educational life, namely highschool, that gives us a sense of belonging, normality, but most of all, some change of pace, if you could call it that, in our otherwise ritualistic but mundane lives in this nowheretown of nothingness.
Too often, I uttered such a phrase between friends in passing, or around the lunch table; in all its glorious 4 person cramped seating, not really understanding the meaning of what I was saying. I once believed, the "shit" was nothing that pertained to real life at all, but only in our prison-walls of New Prairie. That, and the drama that went with them.
But too many a time I find myself, on the outside world, out of that hell-hole, thrust back into the drama that we only know only as highschool life.
Yet, behold the glorious day, when it is not I that partakes in these dramatic dances of stupidity, but rather, it is I that shall laugh as the marionettes do their part, as I, the puppet master does mine.
Nevertheless, I make do what I can. I survive, live day to day...And for the majority of the time, delight in what I do. But then again, no matter how much we may complain, its the drama of our pre-conditioned earlier educational life, namely highschool, that gives us a sense of belonging, normality, but most of all, some change of pace, if you could call it that, in our otherwise ritualistic but mundane lives in this nowheretown of nothingness.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
I just realized...
My life is incredibly...how do you say, "irritus", plain, boring, uneventful, and whatnot.
*Sigh*
Nothing ever happens in this insignificant location. Not that I actually give a rat's ass about this little town in the middle of corn and nowhere. But damn, something needs to happen to add a small sense of excitement about this place. Damn, beyond this meaningless point of dirt, there's so much going on.
So here I sit, rather here I lay, waiting for nothing to come here to nothingtown, and have absolutely nothing happen.
God....I'm so bored.
*Sigh*
Nothing ever happens in this insignificant location. Not that I actually give a rat's ass about this little town in the middle of corn and nowhere. But damn, something needs to happen to add a small sense of excitement about this place. Damn, beyond this meaningless point of dirt, there's so much going on.
So here I sit, rather here I lay, waiting for nothing to come here to nothingtown, and have absolutely nothing happen.
God....I'm so bored.
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Agony
Unbelievable...agony...that has become my yesterday and tomorrow.
Oh my fucking god....this is hell on earth...fuck my earlier statement about being alright, this totally sucks
Oh my fucking god....this is hell on earth...fuck my earlier statement about being alright, this totally sucks
Success
Well, I had my surgery yesterday. I'm doing decently, the incision is larger than what I was told it would be...But for the most part, I feel good. I can walk, I have Darvocet for the pain, and all is well.
I thank those that held me in their prayers or thoughts, and I appreciate those friends.
I thank those that held me in their prayers or thoughts, and I appreciate those friends.
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Pain
It affects us all, physically and mentally. But man, this fucking pain has to stop, I've been fortunate enough to endure no pain from my hernia as such, but with the surgery only 5 days away, its really beginning to hurt now. Why the hell does things like this have to be painful, I can only be grateful that it only started hurting now...goddamn it would of driven me crazy...well more crazy, had it been painful earlier than now.
Beyond that, I'm weighed down by the shit-ton of homework I have yet to turn in. I'll be working a lot on that over the next week due to Spring Break, and then probably even more after my parents leave for Aruba and I have no work for three weeks.
I should get some sleep...
Beyond that, I'm weighed down by the shit-ton of homework I have yet to turn in. I'll be working a lot on that over the next week due to Spring Break, and then probably even more after my parents leave for Aruba and I have no work for three weeks.
I should get some sleep...
Monday, March 10, 2008
I have a God Complex?
Allow me a short moment of time, your precious, dedicated time...Pathetic mortal. Time has made you it's bitch, I stare down upon you and laugh. Laugh, and smile my evil smirk. By now you should have noticed the hint of Superiority Complex emerging from my psyche. Well, shut the fuck up, you're wrong. I have no "complex", I simply realized, I AM in fact superior to you.
You may ask, just what separates me from the lowly likes of you...you meager human...It's simple, it's not a matter of power, or intelligence, it's class. I merely sit upon a tier higher than yourself. I know of only a few others who fit in this level of superiority. There we are, we exist, for the primary purpose of watching others writhe in angst as we point out the difference between us, how utterly they fail at life. How gullible some freshman are, believing we wish to be Tiger-men, and how we were absent from being in an accident, and for the last two weeks we were Mute. Dumbasses...how we exploit their idiocy for our amusement.
Why are we able to do such things, are we evil, I'm quite sure many "normal" humans would say so, how morbidly they will insult our conversations of dire importance. I mean, how would this world go on without the talk of Chainsaw arms for Pirates, or how some people look strangely comparable to animals, like Opossums and Weasels. We discuss such things, not because we are sick bastards, but because we have a higher calling. The path of Superiority, the path of greatness.
Your life shall amount to nothing, while we set out to better ourselves, which in turn betters the world itself. Your existence will be like the story of the monkey trying to capture the moon...no matter how he struggles, it's just the moon's reflection on the water he sees, so he only sinks into the water, time after time the monkey sinks, you could never hope to reach our status...Your fate is determined.
We are superior, and you are nothing before us.
You may ask, just what separates me from the lowly likes of you...you meager human...It's simple, it's not a matter of power, or intelligence, it's class. I merely sit upon a tier higher than yourself. I know of only a few others who fit in this level of superiority. There we are, we exist, for the primary purpose of watching others writhe in angst as we point out the difference between us, how utterly they fail at life. How gullible some freshman are, believing we wish to be Tiger-men, and how we were absent from being in an accident, and for the last two weeks we were Mute. Dumbasses...how we exploit their idiocy for our amusement.
Why are we able to do such things, are we evil, I'm quite sure many "normal" humans would say so, how morbidly they will insult our conversations of dire importance. I mean, how would this world go on without the talk of Chainsaw arms for Pirates, or how some people look strangely comparable to animals, like Opossums and Weasels. We discuss such things, not because we are sick bastards, but because we have a higher calling. The path of Superiority, the path of greatness.
Your life shall amount to nothing, while we set out to better ourselves, which in turn betters the world itself. Your existence will be like the story of the monkey trying to capture the moon...no matter how he struggles, it's just the moon's reflection on the water he sees, so he only sinks into the water, time after time the monkey sinks, you could never hope to reach our status...Your fate is determined.
We are superior, and you are nothing before us.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Forthwith Is Thou, Thy Trios Theory
Allow me to bestow upon you, a more definitive and yet simplistic view of how my mind works. As the years have gone by, books and various mediums of literature have imbued within my mind a higher sophistication of literacy and vocabulary alike. Whether it be an inner sense of superiority, or curse of intellect, there are those like me, who share a similar kindred of genius; however to some it may be considered nothing short of insanity.
This...paradoxical and conundrum that might be dubbed as the "insanity" gene, are shared by all of my closest friends. Those that have been most worthy of intellectual yet contradictory insane conversations, immoral, unethical, morbid, and insensible and absolutely downright inhuman trains of thought, are those that I respect and can truly be as myself around. They are like me, all the while making complete logical and at the same time illogical connections; a world of contradictions through oxymoron's in a paradox and paradise of hell. My mind wanders to and fro, in between sanity and sense. Philosophical yet crazy, all the while devising the answers to some questions this world may not have even known before, and the theory is where it all begins.
Interpreted by a wise and young man, devised by an amazing, pirate-loving, awesome badass, insane yet right on focus friend. That friend, is H.T. Fucking Glon, Captain Amazing, Harrison Glon. His theory, as I have expanded, and incorporated into my own life...Is as thus.
Thy Trios Theory (3's Theory)
Harrison once told me in our French I class, Senior Year, 8th hour gold...the finer details aren't necessary, we basically screwed our homework, didn't even try, and we were the only two seniors, the only two badasses among those pathetic freshman, man we ruled that class...I miss those days....anyways, he revealed to me how his life was based on a vicious circle of triple luck experiences. After having experienced such a phenomenon as this, I have delved deeper into the philosophy of this relatively ingenious theory.
As each coin has two sides, parallel opposites, or inverted outcomes...Then there must be an inverted form of The 3's Theory. Oddly enough, and illogical as it is, the 3's Theory that has affected my life is a pair.
Instead of a straightforward triple good luck, or triple bad luck, whether it lasts a day, and instance, or even longer. I find that the 3's Theory is an alternating luck phenomenon.
For example...
Ex.1
- I finally got hired for a Job after 8 months of searching
(Good Luck)
- I got sick the day after they hired me
(Bad Luck)
- I got paid for the first time, 198 dollars
(Good Luck)
- I found out I had a Hernia and was gonna have to have surgery and take weeks off of work
(Bad Luck)
- I found out I could miss work and keep my job, and my Hernia was not pain inducing at all
(Good Luck)
- I began to have and still have searing pains in my left thigh, like lightning bolts, probably from a pulled or strained muscle or pinched nerve from standing so long at work
(Bad Luck)
Ex.2
- God of War:Chains of Olympus was released
(Good Luck)
- Walmart wasn't selling it the day it was supposed to be sold, I wasted time and gas driving there plus me and Amanda got in a fight
(Bad Luck)
- Amanda and I fixed things, and God of War was to be sold the next day
(Good Luck)
- Next day, I went back, still no game, but they had the guide. Then I drove to Michigan City Meijers, but no, they wouldn't get it til 5:00pm, and I had to be at work at 6:00pm. Then I drove to BestBuy on Grape Road, for my last ditch effort to find it.
(Bad Luck)
- BestBuy had it, I purchased the game and went home
(Good Luck)
- PSP wouldn't update, the game wouldn't play. Pissed me off.
(Bad Luck)
Need I say more? Plus there's the Three Work Improvements I've gotten, 5 and I'm fired, and they last 6 months. The thing is, I got them in succession.
Week 1 (worked 3 days)
Day 1, February 1st, Written Up
Week 2 (worked 3 days)
Day 2, February 9th, Written Up
Week 3 (worked 3 days)
Day 3, February 18th, Written Up
So far no problems.
Harrison Glon, your 3's Theory is indeed powerful and conclusive. You are the most insane yet awesomely badass person I know. I am honored to know you, and must bow in respect.
Goddamn, keep up the fucking badass awesomeness H.T. Glon!
Few know you for who you are, and they should be ashamed of themselves, only thinking of you as their aide, you are a friend, and you should be treated as such.
Kudos, Kudos to you friend.
This...paradoxical and conundrum that might be dubbed as the "insanity" gene, are shared by all of my closest friends. Those that have been most worthy of intellectual yet contradictory insane conversations, immoral, unethical, morbid, and insensible and absolutely downright inhuman trains of thought, are those that I respect and can truly be as myself around. They are like me, all the while making complete logical and at the same time illogical connections; a world of contradictions through oxymoron's in a paradox and paradise of hell. My mind wanders to and fro, in between sanity and sense. Philosophical yet crazy, all the while devising the answers to some questions this world may not have even known before, and the theory is where it all begins.
Interpreted by a wise and young man, devised by an amazing, pirate-loving, awesome badass, insane yet right on focus friend. That friend, is H.T. Fucking Glon, Captain Amazing, Harrison Glon. His theory, as I have expanded, and incorporated into my own life...Is as thus.
Thy Trios Theory (3's Theory)
Harrison once told me in our French I class, Senior Year, 8th hour gold...the finer details aren't necessary, we basically screwed our homework, didn't even try, and we were the only two seniors, the only two badasses among those pathetic freshman, man we ruled that class...I miss those days....anyways, he revealed to me how his life was based on a vicious circle of triple luck experiences. After having experienced such a phenomenon as this, I have delved deeper into the philosophy of this relatively ingenious theory.
As each coin has two sides, parallel opposites, or inverted outcomes...Then there must be an inverted form of The 3's Theory. Oddly enough, and illogical as it is, the 3's Theory that has affected my life is a pair.
Instead of a straightforward triple good luck, or triple bad luck, whether it lasts a day, and instance, or even longer. I find that the 3's Theory is an alternating luck phenomenon.
For example...
Ex.1
- I finally got hired for a Job after 8 months of searching
(Good Luck)
- I got sick the day after they hired me
(Bad Luck)
- I got paid for the first time, 198 dollars
(Good Luck)
- I found out I had a Hernia and was gonna have to have surgery and take weeks off of work
(Bad Luck)
- I found out I could miss work and keep my job, and my Hernia was not pain inducing at all
(Good Luck)
- I began to have and still have searing pains in my left thigh, like lightning bolts, probably from a pulled or strained muscle or pinched nerve from standing so long at work
(Bad Luck)
Ex.2
- God of War:Chains of Olympus was released
(Good Luck)
- Walmart wasn't selling it the day it was supposed to be sold, I wasted time and gas driving there plus me and Amanda got in a fight
(Bad Luck)
- Amanda and I fixed things, and God of War was to be sold the next day
(Good Luck)
- Next day, I went back, still no game, but they had the guide. Then I drove to Michigan City Meijers, but no, they wouldn't get it til 5:00pm, and I had to be at work at 6:00pm. Then I drove to BestBuy on Grape Road, for my last ditch effort to find it.
(Bad Luck)
- BestBuy had it, I purchased the game and went home
(Good Luck)
- PSP wouldn't update, the game wouldn't play. Pissed me off.
(Bad Luck)
Need I say more? Plus there's the Three Work Improvements I've gotten, 5 and I'm fired, and they last 6 months. The thing is, I got them in succession.
Week 1 (worked 3 days)
Day 1, February 1st, Written Up
Week 2 (worked 3 days)
Day 2, February 9th, Written Up
Week 3 (worked 3 days)
Day 3, February 18th, Written Up
So far no problems.
Harrison Glon, your 3's Theory is indeed powerful and conclusive. You are the most insane yet awesomely badass person I know. I am honored to know you, and must bow in respect.
Goddamn, keep up the fucking badass awesomeness H.T. Glon!
Few know you for who you are, and they should be ashamed of themselves, only thinking of you as their aide, you are a friend, and you should be treated as such.
Kudos, Kudos to you friend.
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