Sunday, October 30, 2011

Technology Today

Ingenious. Momentous. Transcending. Fuckin weird.


There are aspects that I find extremely intriguing and obviously groundbreaking, and other parts of technology that I find utterly too powerful and excessively engulfing of our “real” lives. At what point is too much? Are we creating and indulging in a new reality that may gain more power than we can even conceive? The fact that so much public information is accessible is quite scary to me. If you were curious, with the click of a button or a simple voice command to Siri, you could pinpoint my exact location and my last thought released via Twitter, Facebook, or another virtual social realm (And if you don’t know who Siri is, just Google it or look around you and anyone holding the newest IPhone will also hold the answer).

I don’t like this. To some extent, I want to preserve some sort of personal mystery that an app can’t answer.

I realize how hypocritical I am as I conveniently type this blog on my Dell laptop in an overly sized Starbucks cafĂ©, which will then be posted publicly on my blog site for the world to see. I openly admit I take advantage of technology, just as technology has taken advantage of me. As I type, I look to the left of me to find a seven-ish year old entranced in a game of Fruit Ninja on her mom’s IPhone. Seven-ish may seem extreme or not to some of you, but fun and games turns to concern for me when I am faced with the reality that some 2 year old baby knows how to work an IPad better than me. See for yourself and add a digit to his whopping 534 thousand and something You Tube views. 
---> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MGMsT4qNA-c

I don’t like this. I can confidently claim that at this point, technology is too much.

I have come to terms with the fact that new technological discoveries and creations will be made at an exceedingly fast pace. This is my generation. A generation in which I struggle to quicken my every step and conform in accordance with the ever-changing newness surrounding me. If there ever is a time when I feel like I’m falling behind in adapting to the speedy developments that emerge, I need not to worry because I’m sure there will be an app created for this deficiency. For now I’ll just resort to the press of my Android’s easy button.



For other weird technology reading:
http://www.crank.net/technology.html

Unknown Shatters

My beliefs are real –

Today I am enlightened

as my vision speaks through me.

The voice of fear is a lie.


I go forth with faith.


Friday, October 28, 2011

MTV: Music Tele-What?

So I got to thinking:
Can MTV really claim its title anymore?

I mean whenever I engage in rotting my brain aka watch T.V. and flip to the MTV channel, the only thing that fills the screen are big 16 year old bellies full of embryonic fluid and dumb idiot chicks with huge poofy things on top of their heads that a confidential source has confirmed to be actual hair although is frequently mistaken as a rat's nest. Sometimes when I focus really hard, and phase out the inappropriate rants of beyond tan douche bag Guidos concerned with the arrival of automobiles, I can faintly hear background music playing. So does that mean I'm watching "music television"? Or does it mean I'm watching a reality T.V. show accompanied by a barely audible soundtrack with genius works including: Teach Me How To Dougie, some fist pump techno shit, and Britney Spears' newest blunder? I opt to argue as I prefer a little bit of coffee with my cream, similarly, MTV favors a tiny smidge of music with it's television.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Summer's Heir



Summer's heir inherits her stare, and her bright
golden glow
Deep bronze and pungent citrine pair together
and grow
Life Falls slow, the sharp air knows it's time to bid
Summer adieu
Welcome her heir, she departs with care as another season
breathes anew

Monday, October 24, 2011

egamI rorriM | Mirror Image :: Part II ::


Okay so I realize that I promised those of you who read my last blog, in this blog, a mind blowing, virtually life changing grasp of your attention with my manipulative linguistics, coercing you into conviction that the coincidences in my life are plainly, weird. I know you already think I'M weird, but let's focus on the coincidences here peeps.



So, just so I know we're all on the same page, I'll regress and word vomit on you a quick synopsis of the coincidences I've recognized to be significant in my life thus far:

  • Both myself and my roommate are 24 years of age, Caucasian female life conquerors, with an ex African American sporadically drunk (but consistently alcoholic) fiance'.

Alright, that's enough textual throw up for now, I'm sure you agree. Now, I realize these coincidences can be classified (by all you assholes who thrive on being assholes) as nothing special, just two people in the same place with some mirrored events, hence the reason why you must continue reading so I can disprove your asshole tendency of always being right and show you that you're wrong.

P.S. I am legally bound probably somewhere to throw you this fair warning: 

The subsequent events aren't just random occurrences, they're WEIRD random occurrences, and I'm not necessarily convinced they're random either. P.S.S. Despite your assumption (speaking to all the assholes again), no it is not odd or against the law to use the "post script" abbreviation in the middle of my entire piece.

And I proceed....

First Weird Event: Okay put your thinking cap on, cuz unlike a Twitter account, this may get hard to follow. Guy #1 (omitting name for protection purposes) had dated me for over 1.8 years and about .2 years before moving in with my roommate, we discontinued dating. Unbeknownst to me, in the short span that elapsed from the time Guy #1 and I broke up, to the time time that I moved in with my roommate (.2 years aka 1 month), Guy #1 and my roommate became acquainted and sort of sparked up what I like to call a "thing." Guy #1, myself, and my roommate were blissfully unaware that Guy #1's ex cuddy buddy (me) and his new shorty (my roommate) would soon be shacked up in the same dwelling. This new living situation proved very awkward to say the least for all parties. I'll let you imagine the WEIRD coincidences that ensued shortly after...

For the sake of your attention span, let's just pretend I give you like 17 more scenarios of true life crazy events in this space...

Last Weird Event: I saved the best for last (I know, so original of me) because this event is not just weird, it kind of was the pinnacle of change in my belief system. And is the very reason why I was able to distinguish myself as the asshole that I accused you of being earlier. The reason why I realized it was myself who needed to be disapproved all along, not those surrounding me. The reason why I've come to realize that the odd coincidences in my life are not just chaotic random occurrences stimulating connection and ah ha moments, but the works and will of something or someone with a greater power and knowledge than myself, many of who refer to as God. 

Please read with care:

Walking one Sunday down a street I had never been on in a town I had lived in for over 24 years, it was just another day. Accompanied by my parents, our light conversation fluttered seemingly insignificantly from one subject to the other. Considering that I haven't even thought about the items that should fall under my current grocery list, when my mother questioned what my Christmas list consisted of, you bet your bottom dollar I had a shit ton of nothing to ask for. So, I half seriously asked her to buy me a one way trip to the city of Angels. I was waiting for her and my step dad to laugh, but instead heard a quiet crunch under my footstep and suspected it to be one of those lousy surprise sticks that pop up out of no where and get satisfaction from tripping you. Anyways, my focus was directed to the pavement as I nearly tripped upon this asshole stick, and as I knelt down, to yell at the inanimate object, I soon detected that this stick wasn't really a stick at all. In awe, I carefully pinched the object's sides as if it were a tiny foreign creature I was afraid to hurt, and slowly lifted it up to show my parents what I had found, or maybe better explained, what had found me: a perfectly proportioned gold cross emblem. Both my parents were mildly stunned, and I on the other hand could feel chills tracing up my spine like a soft whisper from God, with a message that resonated:

“You may be walking down a path you’ve never been on before, but those silly involuntary sticks of life that try to bring you down, may be disguised for a reason, and only if you look hard enough, will you see it’s true form.”

After this moment, I felt that with each step I continued to take, I would always have God behind me, whispering his love, and also reminding me to stop being such an asshole.


Sunday, October 23, 2011

egamI rorriM | Mirror Image

I am amused at the ironic seemingly coincidental
occurrences in everyday life that surround me
in a realm I'd like to name "When  Coincidences
Attack." Now this realm, by my implications
may sound harmful, but it's actually quite
silly and laughable. I could count the number
of very odd similarities that magnetize myself
and others on not only my fingers and toes, but
on your appendages as well.
i.e. My current roommate has an ex fiancĂ© (just like me) who was of African American decent (just like mine) that had a hidden alcohol problem, only to arise in destructive spurts thus ending the relationship all together. We both had problematic and traumatic childhoods (well duh, who hasn't?), a shared college course that neither of us really remember the other one being in, and a thirst for stomping mountains of life into molehills. I know you're not convinced that our similar situations are unmistakably odd. Well, let me assure you, I haven't even begun to begin explaining coincidences yet. This is just my warm up. So relax, take a load off, and wait for my next blog in which I will assume (the Jungle Book snake) Kaa's  hypnotizing techniques and mesmerize your face off. The only exception will be that I'll actually use facts and words to convince you versus swirly fucked up eyeballs.