Tuesday, November 8, 2011
vlog
Sunday, November 6, 2011
God... hes not on your side.
Thursday, November 3, 2011
karma and backpacks.
Saturday, October 29, 2011
A journal for your thoughts?
Friday, October 28, 2011
Education, or the theory of it.
Thursday, October 27, 2011
The titanic... is going down.
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Me, myself, and society.
Sunday, October 2, 2011
eggs and gravy. pave me?
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Failure.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
figured it out
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
the joker
Monday, June 20, 2011
oh the horizon.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Last of CMU
Thursday, June 16, 2011
work work work
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Woops
Monday, June 13, 2011
turn the page
Saturday, June 11, 2011
An opening
4/8/2011 12:33 AM
journal… night 1
Random thoughts
As I sit here I contemplate many different things. For one im unsure of why Im really here I mean we know that no one is sure of the meaning of life but why is it not pursued more. Even if you are religious and you think well I live life so I can go to heaven but that still gives us the question of what is their life for then like well how did god come to be I mean is he just all alone up there and if so who made him because obviously there was not a time when he just appeared….and that brings me to another thought. Time is just a perception of our small minded brains. Time is not a real thing. In our mind there is a time where things start and stop. Time itself though has never started and will never end because no matter what there is time will always be because even when there is nothing there is something it is physically impossible for there to be absolutely nothing. I think a lot of things actually that I don’t even understand like for instance right now I am listening to music. What is it about music that makes us enjoy listening to it. I mean all it is really is just a bunch of sounds that we find pleasing but what makes those sounds pleasing? If I had to come up with an answer I’d say its what we associate them with. Kind of like smells. Because if we smell the scent of poop we immediately associate that with human waste which in out minds is disgusting because intelligence has made us believe that. So that goes with sounds if we hear screech that could remind us of many displeasing things such as fingernails on a chalk board or an animal in pain. I myself am usually extremely confused with daily things. Some make sense, other have no reasonable answer as to why they exist. Like why is it that we sleep? What is sleep? It seems to me like a sort of state of unconsciousness its quite weird actually especially the concept of dreaming, dreaming is quite interesting its like letting the brain off its metaphorical leash and letting it do whatever it wants. I guess that brings me to something else…. What is intelligence? Is it the ability to think in different ways? Or is it the ability to challenge reality to challenge philosophical beliefs that have already been established. I myself believe it can be your enemy and your best friend because with intelligence comes the power to make decisions and sometimes those decisions are bad and sometimes good but with intelligence you can make bad decisions and easily get away with them.