Thursday, August 13, 2009

[195] Stupid Can't Save You

Thursday, August 13, 2009 at 7:04am

Before rehearsal today the band "director," or guy who may have taken charge without even realizing it, said how he hated biology and that it was evil. His reasoning? It tells him that he comes from worms. The statement being stomach droppingly ignorant aside, he said it while addressing the seventy band members he was handing drill charts out to. Many interesting things aren't happening in this situation. One, I'm not spouting off insults at how bloody fucking ignorant he is. Two, he isn't caring or checking on how ignorant he in fact is...and why should he? He did just get out of college and all. Three, the majority, hell, all of the kids completely ignored or didn't hear what he had to say so while they won't be swayed to his stupid view, they won't be terribly affected negatively either. When you already exist at a level that has very few hopes for humanity and then start your day with something like that transpiring, it's quite the blow.

Is this what we have to expect from our "learning zones?" Flapping gums, blank stares, and people like me trying to slow their heart rate and debate whether it's more moral to hand him his ass right then or lie in wait for a more opportune moment. If our in shape, educated, job-having, white males are so stupid that they can hate biology because it teaches them "we come from worms," I really can't compose a convincing enough statement about our future. You know what this means. Black people, rise up even farther. I know you got the presidency, but like Chris Rock says, you need to be the white guy who is signing the president's check. Don't believe all those videos showing you guys and the hick white people believing in leprechauns, and just be thankful it's the extra crazy white people and Hispanics who are seeing Jesus in cheese sandwiches and wooden bathroom doors.

Ridicule and realism aren't pessimism. Part of the reason I can even remain remotely happy despite all the bullshit I see is because I'm actually capable of discerning the bullshit and probable ways of fixing or ridiculing it. Your inability to think on my level or handle a discussion about relevant subject matter is not the time to call me anything but correct after you've submitted yourself to Google. I only point this out because I see it as a common trend in peoples' behavior towards me and it's completely misplaced. Perhaps closely tied to this is where people feel compelled to avoid talking about certain things with me. Maybe I have a selective memory, but despite the topic I've never resorted to throwing things, screaming, or actually mind fucking someone into a stroke. Part of the reason I try to read and learn is so I can engage people, not give them an excuse to avoid me. If you think I'd demolish you in a religious discussion, take that as an opportunity to overcome an irrational fear.

I'm fascinated with how "little" we know, and how incapable we are of picking up on the correct ways to interpret ourselves and our world. Combine
The Black Swan with Penn and Teller's Bullshit and you get statistical data to back up funny (more sad) personifications of everything wrong with our species. We have some big institutions fighting against the mental handicappers, but in a world of idiots, I fear that all is seen is two opposing sides that somehow need to reach a middle ground. Doctors don't negotiate with cancer. So I say just take the religious and lunatic strategy, or at the very least, give it a spin if only to distort their ranks. Every time there is a town hall meeting with someone screaming something so unbearably stupid you hate yourself for dignifying their presence, send in twenty more hired "assholes" to yell and scream all sorts of other ridiculous shit and ally themselves with the initial retard. When "both sides" of the evolution and creationism "debate" arise, start another battle screaming for both sides of whether the Holocaust happened, and always make sure to stand uncomfortably close to the creationists. At the very least it would be fun for a while.

What bothers me the most is that I see no evidence of people getting better. In a moment you can realize that almost to completely everything you knew about something was wrong and now you can and should proceed down another path. What incentive is there to make people want to screw with their world views? Even the most obscure and ostracized in the social sphere manage to find their way to comic-con or a snuggle party (actually exists). We have room (we don't) for every bad idea and every idiot that wants to keeps them, and not only will they keep them, they will profit from them, they will be self-assured, and they will be insulated from the handful of things that would wrestle it from their minds. And while all this goes on, the vast majority of us with mental faculties and promise will say "let them believe what they want, it's not hurting anybody." This is so exceedingly opposite the time you should choose what you want to see, yet it comes out so fluid and natural.

We don't need any governing body to step in and control our lives. Our dumbass ideas handle things just fine.

Monday, August 10, 2009

[194] Petty "Exercise"

Monday, August 10, 2009 at 2:27am

I have problems, but who doesn't. I don't even have to allude to things I've written years ago for even a modest reader of my blogs to see. I have problems with trust, friendship, how other people "think," how I'm going to obtain what I expect in life, and then a host of all the stupid little things barely worth mentioning. The important thing to remember is that each person can be a context for their problems. There is a either a debilitating or prospective future for any problem if you are capable of handling it. Thus, when I ask someone who alleges to know all my problems, and accuse me of projections and blindness, I expect as many examples as I can give myself. We are our own worse enemies when it comes to that, and I've stated before you're hard pressed to point out, let alone elaborate on, the things "wrong" with me, to the extent I can. So, this is going to be an exercise taking apart and denoting what an empty accusation sounds like. This is going to be a standing example of how you don't tell someone they are wrong or what's wrong with them. I'm all for constructive feedback. I can take a verbal beating, but I will call you on your bullshit when your projections turn into accusations about me. I would urge anybody moved by this to join in and bash me, either agree with the paragraph or me, and maybe even work this out to a happy conclusion. This is purely for my own entertainment and is entirely oriented around me, so I don't really expect you to care to join, but don't feel like you can't. So let's begin.

The paragraph:

"It is quite annoying how you get upset over nothing... And yes it is nothing... Your emotions control you so much that they rush over the little dam you made for them... how you can never own up to what you really did wrong... and how everyone just let's you do that... you have made it so clear to everyone just to enable you... that that is all they do for you... and when one of them actually tells you what is wrong... you wave it away telling them that they know nothing... like you are surely going to do to this... You push people away when they get to close... You makes up reasons to hate them... and leech of of them... You need to be more happy with yourself... because you project a lot... I don't understand a lot of what you say... because you are telling me how i am suppose to feel... And i don't feel that way... You find a way of making someone's feelings about something wrong... Tho that is unreasonable...
And i just hope that you don't ignore this.... I want to be friends with you... but i can see that not happening... and i don't know why.... I haven't hurt you.... i haven't fucked up... i changed my mind.... and don't see how that is wrong because everyone does that.... even you... so... here it is what you wanted... and i gave it to you.... "

The breakdown:

"It is quite annoying how you get upset over nothing...And yes it is nothing..."

When I get truly upset, I write something. If you read what I write, please tell me if when I'm upset it is over nothing. Recall when we interact and assess how often I appear to be unintelligibly upset, and how little I want to share about it. If this line seems correct, please tell me why because I fail to see an example.

"Your emotions control you so much that they rush over the little dam you made for them..."

I'm really at a loss with this one given how little and how long it takes me to express emotions which entail a propensity to control. Things like love, super anger, sadness...the big ones. If you find me consumed by emotions, please elaborate. I tend to remember and have documented the times in my life where I've been overly or unjustly emotional, so referring to isolated instances or complex situations and draping them over the entirety of my personality seems unfair and incorrect.

"how you can never own up to what you really did wrong... and how everyone just let's you do that... you have made it so clear to everyone just to enable you... that that is all they do for you..."

My resounding problem with this is that it entails no example. I find I'm generally the first one to say what I fucked up and am met with a surprise by divulging too much. If you feel we've had some interaction where I was blatantly at odds or wrong and didn't own up to it or try to see your point of view, please tell me. Also, if you've been part of this "everyone" group who enables me to get away with such doosh-baggery, the blame assessment seems to get a bit more complicated. For the record, I don't feel like you enable me in the sense this is being portrayed.

"and when one of them actually tells you what is wrong... you wave it away telling them that they know nothing... like you are surely going to do to this... "

Now, I don't believe I get into the habit of telling people they know nothing, I'm offering this up as way to show what something
empty looks like. You may know a lot of things, about me or otherwise. Knowing how to use them against me, not really how I want to word that but..., is another thing. Identifying and focusing on a common problem is rough, but it can be done, and I'd rather be doing that then "dodging" volleys of air. So, if I've told you I think you're wrong about something, did you get the impression I was saying you knew nothing, waving it away as a childish musing unbefitting my ears? I think I even engage tired religious arguments with undeserved vigor still.


"You push people away when they get to close... You makes up reasons to hate them... and leech of of them... "

As stated in my last blog, I said I think I'm a sociopath to the point of self-preservation. When people fuck you, it's logical to push them away. When people cause you stress, have personalities that are in some eternal conflict with yours, or use being close to you as a way to leverage their feelings, I would hope you push them away. Have you tried to get close to me only to have me push you away for no reason or in glaring contradiction of some earlier game or claim I used to make you believe something different about myself? Not sure if I want that one answered if so lol. Another thing is again, the lack of actual examples here. I make up reasons? Which ones? To hate who? Who do you remember me claiming to hate and do you recall why? What does it entail for you and I to be considered "close" in your eyes, and how have I detracted from that? What reasons did I use if I did? Five questions you answer instantly when you provide an example. The only person I would think I "leech" off of, and I don't agree with the word for my example, would be my dad. His settlement pays my bills and provides the foundation for me to get nicer things than most middle class people. I acknowledge and appreciate that, I don't abuse it like a leech.

"You need to be more happy with yourself... because you project a lot... I don't understand a lot of what you say... because you are telling me how i am suppose to feel...And i don't feel that way..."

I can almost pretty much agree with the first part. There are many things I could do to be happier with myself. I don't believe that a reason I would be unhappy is projecting. Again, what do I project and how? Who onto? For what reason? To me, this sounds like because this person who admittedly doesn't understand much of what I say, they project their confusion as my problem. A strategy I don't agree with. If I'm so confusing, so emotional, misguided, and project, please tell me in this shining example of me trying to remain objective and point out how I reason. When and what do I tell you what to feel about? If you have a shitty family for example, do I tell you should be as indifferent to them as they are angry and scornful to you? I'm sorry, I think this is a helpful suggestion, not mandate. Assume I do tell you how to feel even, does this negate your feelings? Does this disable your thought? Hardly. Can someone tell me what this charge amounts to? All I see is an admission that I can state something factually and have someone pissed off at me because they can't feel or practice what's appropriate.

"You find a way of making someone's feelings about something wrong... Tho that is unreasonable...
And i just hope that you don't ignore this.... I want to be friends with you..."

If I'm being nice, this attempt may be regarded as "friendly," but that's it. If I'm so "good" at finding a way to make your feelings wrong, does that say more about me or your feelings? Ask that question about any scenario where you may remember me doing something like this. It is possible to have unreasonable feelings. Take children. Also try to imagine how hard it is to reason with a child who's behaving as such. I don't like to take the anger of someone I've flip the light on about their feelings; it's unfair. A sentence like "i want to be friends with you" assumes you care or understand who it is I am. If you don't, it's annoying and insulting to hear it. And if you're a friend, who has a genuine argument or example for bettering my character, then it shouldn't feel so easy to show how little you're offering.


"but i can see that not happening... and i don't know why.... I haven't hurt you.... i haven't fucked up... i changed my mind.... and don't see how that is wrong because everyone does that.... even you... so... here it is what you wanted... and i gave it to you.... "

And finally, please ask yourself, can you see why this person can't see a friendship happening? Can you empathize with how little I can work or debate about with here. Was there a sudden flood of "damn whoever wrote this got Nick sooo right it's scary?" I think my belief in that is characterized in my putting this up in the first place. This person hasn't hurt me, but I believe they've fucked up. I don't think that fuck up was by virtue of changing their mind. I can say without hesitation this is exactly what I didn't want and it only served to elaborate on what you sound like when you have nothing to say. That goes for anybody.

I believe that by ignoring the message I would be enabling what I consider horrendous "reasoning." I believe I would be playing into a game I don't agree with and only serves to self destruct. The giant glowing and flashing word I take away from all of this is petty. Pettiness that fuels denial, masks the truth, and wastes effort...if you can call all I've written here that much effort. This is all I know how to do when it comes to explaining how I'll be and how I'll think. Am I truly that fucked?
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for some reason, this post made me chuckle...
you should know that at least I don't see your emotions breaking through any "dam" pretty much... uh... ever. if anything, even when confronted by an extreme emotion, you do your best to be rational and logical about the situation at hand, so most people don't even realize that you may have strong ... See Morefeelings about what is going on.
as for enabling... i don't feel that i've enabled you to exhibit any bad traits or anything of the sort... i really don't understand where that comment, in particular, comes from
as for projecting, i don't recall any time where you have projected yourself onto me, so at least that can be cleared up a bit
and if you have the ability to make someone think their feelings are wrong, well obviously they weren't really sure about their feelings in the first place. If a simple conversation is able to make you doubt what you hold so dear, then maybe you need to revamp your feelings.
August 10, 2009 at 8:59am ·
in particular, i love how you make some very religious people start to doubt their own beliefs. not that i have a problem with religion, it's just that too many things are based on bullshit, and you seem to have quite a talent for showing people that. it's a quality i've appreciated about you for a long while.
as for wanting to be your friend but ... See Morenot seeing that happening, well that's a stupid statement, one that i've heard people say to each other many times in many different situations but that has no meaning whatsoever. friendship is a two-way street. if you want to be someone's friend, you can. if you don't, you can't. simple as that. most of the time friendships fail not as a result of a rational, logical problem between the two people, but because of an irrational thought or belief that makes one of the people an idiot. although i don't know the entire situation, and i have no idea who wrote this to you, this seems to be the case here.
August 10, 2009 at 9:05am ·
don't worry nick, you're not nearly as "fucked" as this message makes you out to be. in fact, you have many redeeming qualities that all the people who are friends with you can attest to and appreciate. that's why we call ourselves your friends.
we all have our problems, sure. we all have our own internal conflicts and instances where we are, ... See Morerelatively, fucked up... but that's the way this world works. if you can't accept someone they way they are, both the good and the fucked up parts, then maybe you don't understand the meaning of a true friendship (aimed not at you but to the person who wrote you the message). everyone has issues. nobody's perfect (i speak from my own experience) but unfounded accusations get us nowhere.
don't worry. if i ever see a major character flaw in you that threatens the well being of the entire universe, or at least our common group of friends, i'll let you know. Until then, rest assured that you are no more fucked up than any of us.
August 10, 2009 at 9:11am ·
Wow. Um. What? Did they read this before they sent it to you? Honestly? I'm baffled.
October 17, 2009 at 1:15pm ·
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Sunday, August 9, 2009

[193] Poorly Thought Out

Sunday, August 9, 2009 at 8:52am

I need to explore what is going on in my head when I hold people up to a standard...or worse, an expectation. Is it a good thing to hold people up to a standard? Yes. How should that standard be measured and what should it contain? If you've ever been confused by my explanation or musings about levels, I'm hoping to alleviate some of the mess. I make a lot of fuss about typical verses individual. So my standard's lowest scale would be a person even acknowledging that they are a rational actor who makes decisions that reverberate throughout the world. Level one complete. The opposite end of the spectrum would be almost perfection of thought and action geared towards the proliferation and development of that self. I say almost perfect because it's naive to think things can be "perfect" or that it's even a reliable premise to begin with. Anything in between is more about the trend. There are things you can do, signs you can show, that you are progressing and taking yourself seriously, and there's things that keep you in limbo.

I'd say my degree of friendship with people is how well they progress between levels. The sole reason anyone has made it to my friend list, because it's such a grand achievement (overt sarcasm), is because they are at least a meager rational actor that can provide me with something at sometime. What and when is up for me to decide. I can entertain myself in imagining that's why I'm on all of yours, though I'm not sure if such is the case. Let's take drugs, for example. I don't mind drugs, do them, be happy. If you do them to help you concentrate on your life and what you want to do for the next ten years, more power to you. If you do them because you are mind numbingly bored and have lost all respect for your body, it isn't the drugs that are bad. But how simply things sound with an easy elaborative example....

I think lately I've been giving people too much credit. Think about that one for a second. For a while I was trying to convince myself that my "on the level" circle of friends was actually big enough to warrant a circle. As each day progresses and as I come to understand more about what I'm looking for and how it manifests, that circle closes to a point of singularity. I said previously that I can't trust you, and in the important sense that's true, but it isn't the whole story. I can trust you to play your part, especially when it isn't the part I've written. I will always manage to be witness to what it is I'd like to suppress and thus have to begrudgingly fight the urge that seeks to push you higher in the ranks. This is where knowledge and foresight border on being curses. When you can react in so many ways, all of which may get the job done, but with unpredictable consequences, it's almost a sort of paralysis on what to choose when if you don't maintain and overall scheme.

I am constantly analyzing and reanalyzing and running risk assessment scenarios in my head. I will take a single instance, a fleeting look or comment and run it through days of thought and spit out pages of what it might mean and where it might have went. The longer I spend on this process, the more I need to fight the hope that your on my understanding of this "level." I start to expect things. I try to ride on the flow of who you are and how we interact. It is beyond frustrating when that process spontaneously combusts because of too many contradictory and unsatisfactory inputs. And no, the mental machinery hasn't exploded but in a few instances.

Friendship should be two people who don't have to bullshit each other about who they are, and can share a common understanding and prospect about how they want to relate for the rest of their lives. Despite any "level" there should be a common room that both can invite the other into in order to appreciate and obtain from their presence. Whether that room is a jungle gym or study, it has to serve the same purpose. It has to allow each person to express who they are and allow them to accept who they're with. If you invite a friend who loves cigars to spend time in your poorly ventilated crawl space and you hate second hand smoke, you have a dumb and useless friendship. How to escape this analogy and continue to make sense to myself.....

I want to provide something. That's all this boils down to. I want people to recognize my utility, put it to their own use, and allow me to do the same. I want to be a character who has his role among a cast and not stage crew. That's when there's a real friendship to me. You can do stupid things, you can always fall short of what I'll deem "the level," and you can be as hopelessly human as you'll allow yourself if you can just establish how and why we relate and use it to make you happy. I never have, can, or will be able to provide anymore than my piece in that. It's not about scapegoating or supplementing feeling, it's manifesting our unique relationship. It takes two People, Minds, Natures, and Experiences. I'm lucky to get that from practically of you most of the time. But what could make things go deeper? What levels of understanding and trust are still locked and hidden away? I'm in pursuit of this, but I can't be you. I can only hope that who I'm talking to is the true realization and appreciation of you. I shouldn't have to hope.
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Maybe I'm an idiot blowing steam in the guise of Wisdom, but the way I've always seen it is like this:

Holding others to standards is a foolish endeavor, as the human creature is far to complicated to be judged by any simple criteria. You can only hold yourself, and your decisions to your standards. Because of this, don't ask if your friends meet ... See Morecertain standards, but rather, whether you being friends with them meets your standards of yourself.

As far as your contribution to friendships, I'm afraid I can't help you there. But consider this: most people delude themselves into thinking their friendships transcend usefulness and convenience, while this may not be true, perhaps the delusion is what makes a true friendship. I don't know. Maybe, maybe not.
August 9, 2009 at 4:49pm ·
Well, I'd hardly say that any standard I carried is understood simply, even to myself, but I get what your saying. If I asked if my friends to meet my standards for myself I'd always be saying no and thinking I have no friends lol, that's why I try to find something objective yet personal that each of them can go for independent of me.

I think I ... See Moreknow what I can and do contribute in my best friendships, I was just speculating about how others perceive it. I guess I don't know why people have to delude themselves. I mean, when you show yourself to be useful and convenient to start with, yet people can still describe things about you the individual, then there isn't much if any problem. I don't know if I could stomach calling a delusion a true friendship, unless you worded it to point out the discrepancy.
August 9, 2009 at 9:53pm ·
Fritz, I'd have to strongly disagree that it is a foolish endeavor to hold people to a standard set by yourself. The standard you set for "friends" is what allows you to truly reflect on their talent and worth and without having a set standard you would not be able to discern if the friend is still worth your time.

What sense would it make to ... See Morehave a high standard for yourself and your friend has a lower, or even sub-par standard. By holding them to the proverbial scale of friendship you are not only keeping your friendship priorities in line (which may mean pushing the friend up the friendship ladder, or pushing them off the ladder completely) but also giving yourself the ability to look into a human mirror to see what kind of friend you truly are.

And to end, a friendship of delusion is no friendship at all; a friendship based on clarity and understanding is a friendship that will truly stand the test of time.
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Wednesday, August 5, 2009

[192] Burn

Wednesday, August 5, 2009 at 2:08am

Keep trying to fuck me. I'm noticeably more capable of indifference and am much quicker at initializing it than I was able to in the past. I will always find the lesson to be learned, and turn your belligerence into an opportunity. None the less, I wish I was above getting played (read, I wish I'd stop allowing myself to doubt and deny my initial and overwhelmingly correct thoughts and feelings.) Trust is such a commodity it's practically sacred if you can find it. I need to get out of the habit of trusting anything more than what I perceive. Or more likely, I need to accept more rapidly what indeed it is I do perceive. I don't think I've fallen into the same kind of rut, but it does draw parallels with the past despite its own nuances.

I can't trust you.

This isn't because I'm closed off, naive, or stubbornly won't, it's because I've so rarely found someone who values trust and understanding like I do. They are values that are "beneath" most of you, or perhaps more nicely, simply taken for granted. Of course you'd immediately object. Who better than you to have a flood of names come to mind that you would slap the word trust onto your relationship with them? Fine, believe it and I won't have even the slightest compulsion to argue otherwise. Or maybe, you empathize with that sentiment. What then of your relationships? Just know that I do not have it with you. Nothing beyond the, for lack of a better word, superficial can you expect to trust from me. I'll "feel" around you, talk and have fun, be there and help anyone I've deemed as a friend, but I won't trust you, yet will continue to do whatever I can so you understand what trust means to me. I don't expect the same out of people as I do from myself, and that's how I allow myself to get burned. When I "hope" or "have faith" that I misinterpreted, or things are more unclear than I'd claim, when they come full circle I still can't stifle that five or so minutes of shock and disruption. I'm working to never allow you another five minutes.

I need to feel above the problems I encounter in life. I am hopelessly excited about the future and what I can accomplish, and can't let the sudden waves of bullshit detract from that. I have a choice, I fully understand that I have a choice, and it is a difficult choice. I'm trying to make it easier for me to make it. I've decided that I'm only a sociopath to the point of self-preservation. I can't go on a wanton killing spree and truly feel empty, nor can I go down a check list of ways to betray people I'm beholden to and not blink an eye. I put value in what I can get from people, and try to return the same amount. I'm discovering more concretely that practically nobody cares to understand or live by this code of "selfishness." Their brand is petty, defiant, and sacrificial. I am simply awed by how true it is that people find themselves most "alive" when they think you are suffering. I won't forget that it is their sickness, not mine.

It's easy to understand how I don't care about you when you don't care about me. Even more so, and I think more importantly, I don't care about you when you don't care about you. I'll stop pretending. My defiance will be a stoic form with a single question, "Is that so?" when your edicts and "values" are dropped into my presence. I can't justify in myself having the capacity to keep searching through your rulebooks of endless games. I can't allow myself the luxury of dreams that include your steadfast contributions. This has been the major flaw in my perception. That I could somehow recruit people into making my dreams reach their full potential. How foolish of me to forget or stay my thoughts and hard fought understandings about people when they would conflict with my dreams.

I've been given so many opportunities to "play god" if you will and start stirring the pot of other peoples' lives. Do that "beyond mere asshole" thing then proceed to fold my arms and nod my head with a grunt. There simply is no reason in it. I try to reach happiness with people. I try to value and hold onto our relationship as long as it will work, in whatever capacity, as frequently or infrequently as is required. I can't find a single credible motive to want to destroy that. What is yours? Where in your mind do you go to make yourself okay with inching over the line? Do you resent that you truly are that vulnerable? Do you expect me to exploit it? Do you hate that I don't?

To me, it's as simple as keeping your hand off of a lit stove. You not only hold your hand to it, you're nonchalant in suggesting our fingers should be interlocked. You try to justify and nullify my objections because in "my world" I could never understand the sophistication and, dare I say, love embodied in such an act. You'd even deny your screams and scorn my help if you could catch a glimpse of horror or pity on my face. Burn.


Sunday, August 2, 2009

[191] Post Show Thoughts

Sunday, August 2, 2009 at 12:11am

I went to warped tour, and can't help my propensity to ridicule.

First, your 200 plus pound 15 year old ass should not be crowd surfing under any circumstance. When that ass gets dropped on my head, pulls my hair, and leaves me concussed, I hate you. And when that ass is about to faint and it takes three security people, and 7 hands in the pit to barely pour you over the rail it's called a news flash.

It isn't a contest to see who has the most "frilly flick-out-of-your-eyes" type hair. Nor are your oddly placed piercing telling me your an individual. It's one thing to do it for you, a completely different thing to do it to show how "into the scene and music" you are.

There are a lot a lot a lot of weird looking people. I thought I could get enough just walking around the mall, but fill tweeter center and get a couple hours between shows and damn.

I'm severely burdened by the amount of parents willing to drop off their, literally 11-15 year olds at the concert. "Somehow" they can all identify the smell of weed, scream their stupid heads off that it's cramped and hot in the third fucking row of a pit of 8,000 people, and walk around barefoot after their sandals miraculously came off during the show.

Actually, come to think of it, I just hate crowd surfing period. Your so full of yourself and enjoyment that the only way to release it is to drop your ass onto the heads of people who just want to watch the show and focus on how they can position their bodies to breath. And it's usually not enough to just do it once and prove to your friends that your wild and crazy, no you go back, and keep tumbling through 5 or 6 times, even when there is no fucking music playing. Idiot assholes.

I hate Devil Wears Prada. I hate the idea of a christian screamo band to begin with, but I think it's extra stupid when you toss out at the end of your show that, "you know guys, jesus is your friend too...and that's not meant to weird anybody out or anything it's just what we believe and what we claim." If your deity ,so full of love and awesome, is there and you believe so strongly in him, you'd think enough of him to not have to make a concession that it would bother someone to bring him up. Something tells me all the christians in the audience who are screaming their obscenities and being all too teenager, give half a fuck about what you claim to believe in, and if their screams confirm you're doing it right, you're not just wrong and stupid, you're desperate.

$9.50 for a slice of pizza means I shouldn't have seen anybody with a slice of pizza, not at least 20 people.

When your at the front of the pit, and your friend is disconnected from you, don't turn around, claw into those around you, and try to reclaim your grip on them. Not only are you taking up space that isn't being used to enjoy the music, your being a complete bitch who's willing to hurt people for the sake of keeping a hand on someone in a situation where you can't convey anything to begin with. In the same vein, when I hear you say "someone's poking my boob, I can't feel my arms, it's hot, I can't move, who's touching me!?, I need to get out of here" at the top of your lungs for 20 minutes, you deserve to die for your stupidity.

I don't know how you can justify elbowing someone in the kidney, neck, or direct spine, no matter how cramped it is. It's such a basic courtesy in that situation to find some arm positing that isn't in the most painful places for everyone around you.

I might add to this later, but I had to get a least this out.
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Sounds like a very interesting experience. If I wouldn't be completely surrounded by strangers and be extremely uncomfortable I'd totally go. But that's a little much for me. I'd be one of those stupid people freaking out cuz of everyone in my space touching me and so on.

It is amazing the kinds of things people do with their children. Dropping them off at concerts and then the kids just being retarded once they get there. It seems people don't use their brains very often.
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Friday, July 31, 2009

[189] Therapeutic Narrative

Friday, July 31, 2009 at 4:45am

So taking the advice from the book The Black Swan I'm writing out the negative event I experienced today to help me realize there was nothing I could really do to change what happened.

I went to Showplace to see a movie and hang with my old manager, and basically adopted mom, Lisa. It's Thursday, which basically means every manager is going to be there for building the movies and other manager duties. Note, my previous time going there, a discussion about my curly hair was brought up by my old manager. We exchanged comments and jokes, but it didn't seem to get too serious, and we generally joke on each other. So this next time, to my dismay and surprise, I was informed he went to the office and announced that "sideshow bob was here." Now, I can credit something funny, even on myself, and I'll give him his props. The next ten minutes involved me being called a hobo, and looking like I was from Woodstock. Okay, nothing actually bothers me about this. It's no secret that I throw the word "fuck" or a variation of it into about everything I say when not trying to sound remotely serious or articulate. Thusly, when I reply to such comments with "at least I have hair" and "grow some fuckin hair dude" I'm hardly trying to be insulting. I can accept that this may have been taken differently. Still worth remembering, I never once initiated a comment or discussion about hair (or lack thereof), and maintained a feeling of a joking cordial atmosphere the entire time. In fact, the majority of the time he spent kicking me out of the building I thought he was joking. Call me naive.

Ultimately, if hair is that touchy of a subject, it was beyond my control to fully appreciate that fact until things spilled over. If I came off openly disrespectful, that could have been questioned and discussed, and not used as an excuse to open up into a rage and make threats. I'm willing to apologize for how I came across, but I am not sure if it would really matter. Also worth noting, before I even directed my attention in his direction he was commenting on how my guests and I were getting ready to have ourselves thrown out for reasons I still can surmise. I'd understand if we were preventing work from being done, or being loud and vulgar with guests around (which I habitually look for when I hang out at the desk) but neither was the case. I've gotten the sense that this manager has been deeply upset or displeased with me for more than the surface reasons of an off comment or inscribing my initials on the booth floor. I don't quite know what this problem is, but it is beyond my control.
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Maybe it's not just you. Something major went down last weekend and I have yet to find out what it was. You know there's always Showplace drama and rumors and lately he's been on edge, although he does still find time to joke even on his bad days. If it's really bothering you, why don't you ask? You could always talk to Lisa about it, get her opinion.
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[190] Me So Solly

Friday, July 31, 2009 at 8:54pm

I'm not sure I believe in apologizes, or maybe, at least not in what they are supposed to do or how they function. Your either apologizing for doing something that was an accident, or something intentional. An accident is a by product of doing things. They are expected, in that they do happen frequently, and they could happen to anybody. Tagging "I'm sorry" to something that happens at random or because we've yet to master how and why things move doesn't seem to cut down on the frequency of accidents. Then you have the intentional action. By preemptively thinking that it was the time to do or say whatever you did, based on how you perceived the context, out it came. Then if you apologize your rescinding the fact that you made a conscious decision. Your basically stuck to being either a hypocrite or irrational.

I find that most of the time I'm asked or prompted to say I'm sorry about something, it's for doing something completely opposite to what I thought I was doing, or for how someone else reacted to a situation we both had a part in. I can't help but phrase things anymore like this, "I'm sorry
you perceived things this way because that wasn't the intention" or "I apologize your feelings have come out angry in this situation.” I imagine this comes of rather condescending. As if I'm patting the other person on the head and saying "now now, too bad your just incapable of handling your feelings." Hand in hand with that is when someone does something to me or my things, I'm not exactly jumping to hear or even caring if they apologize. The thing happened, there is a choice to be made in the wake of it. No common courtesy of our language adds or detracts from the fact of a necessary decision.

The only thing that really matters after something goes wrong or there is a discrepancy, is how the parties act from that point on. If someone breaks something of mine, and they bypass the apology and go straight to buying another one, I'm happy that we've both recognized the problem and agree on the method to fix it. There is no need for ass kissing or guilt tripping. This last altercation with my old manager would do exactly that. I'd be making myself out to be the bad guy, granting his thoughts that I was trying to be deliberately offensive, and having to maintain my from thenceforth humbled attitude in his presence. Does that seem right to you? I've tried to handle situations with people I've known for much less time and have much weaker rapport with more respectfully than how he decided to react to joking around. Honesty and progress comes from explaining and understanding those different perceptions, not leveraging them against each other.

So, if an apology does something more for you that I'm incapable of picking up on, please tell me. I either do bad things, or bad things inevitably happen in my presence. One I can't deny or take back that I was a rational actor, the other is a product of our mere existence. Your apology doesn't fix anything, it only perpetuates a frequently one-sided and often flawed perception of how things transpired, whether you believe in that perception or not.
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I’ll agree that I get annoyed in cases where people won’t accept a solution and demand countless apologies – once you solve the problem, you should move on. And in cases where people misunderstand or get mad for reasons beyond your control or comprehension, it is idiotic to think you should grovel at their feet, begging for forgiveness. But in other cases, an apology is more of just a verbal problem-solver. You say that if someone breaks something and then goes and buys a new something, an apology is unnecessary because you’ve solved the problem. I agree that it’s the actions afterward that prove whether you’re really sorry or not, but in some cases, an apology is the only problem-solver you have. In the case of words, you don’t have that physical act to make things better – the only way to acknowledge and fix the problem is through more words. That’s where “I’m sorry” comes in.
July 31, 2009 at 9:53pm ·
To me, the point of wanting an apology isn... See More’t because I want the person to “ass-kiss” or I want them on some sort of guilt trip, but because I just want them to acknowledge that what they did hurt me in some way. Someone could totally misunderstand your intention, and that’s not really your fault, but once you know that it doesn’t mean what you thought it might mean, you should keep that in mind for the future and not repeat whatever you did to that person. I don’t get mad at people for the actual unintentional gaffe itself, but the point is, if you don’t acknowledge it, what’s to say that you won’t do it again?

And if you do something that ends offensively, not because the person took it the wrong way, but because you didn’t think things through and it really was a stupid maneuver, you should own up to that fact. Everyone makes stupid mistakes and when you have a lapse in judgment, you should apologize for not thinking clearly.
July 31, 2009 at 9:54pm ·
You can even intentionally hurt someone or say something about them that was taken in entirely the way you meant it, and then feel badly about it later. That doesn’t make you a hypocrite – it makes you a human being that can think things through and change its mind… it’s silly to think that you think the exact same way about the same situations at different times – it’s even sillier to try to do so.
July 31, 2009 at 9:54pm ·
What's to say you won't' do it again? Nothing, that's part of my problem with it.

"But in other cases, an apology is more of just a verbal problem-solver."

Which ones? You say "in the case of words (the only way) is through more words." I don't understand this. Words, no matter the situation, don't actually do anything themselves. They are little than sounds we choose to react (or not) to.... See More

Apologizing for not thinking clearly implies that there was a common "clearer" thought process readily apparent to everyone involved, which rarely ever seems to be the case.
July 31, 2009 at 10:33pm ·
"I just want them to acknowledge that what they did hurt me in some way."

This I think speaks to the heart of the matter. Unless it's physical hurt, I can't justify believing anybody but myself allowed for any hurt. I suppose many people don't play it this way. I'm quick to blame myself for letting things either get to me, or engaging with the ... See Moreperson in the first place, or not being perceptive enough to judge things correctly. I don't hold others accountable for any pain that isn't physical, and find it hard to believe people would let met affect them as deeply as they'd claim.
July 31, 2009 at 10:33pm ·
"you should apologize for not thinking clearly."

This could be an important point too. If I'm not thinking "clearly" it would have to be prompted by sleep deprivation or some sort of yet to be experienced trauma. I think it is why I want to think it a viable excuse to apologize, but don't really think enough situations actually happen that make it... See More appropriate. I find myself always thinking, if for lack of a better word "clearly" whether I want to or not, so hearing others claim they weren't doesn't sit well with me.
July 31, 2009 at 10:34pm ·
"it... See More’s silly to think that you think the exact same way about the same situations at different times – it’s even sillier to try to do so."

This I really don't think I agree with. Aside from situations as a child where your reactions may never warrant any sort of rational discorse or reaction, I'm hardly ever swayed or pursuaded that a situation was different until new information is learned or added about that situation that I couldn't have known at the time. Even in situations where something "bad" was going on, but there was enough "good" to perpetuate it, I was still cognizant of both sides and can revisit the how's and why's long after the fact.
July 31, 2009 at 10:34pm ·
But you admit that new information could be made available. Human beings aren't omnipotent. And if you learn new things, you shouldn't be afraid to admit that you can change your mind. I know way too many people who think they know all about “both sides... See More” or “all” of a situation when I know that they are seriously lacking in important facts and insights. It happens way too often for me to believe that there are more than a few instances where anybody can say that they are positive that they will never change their mind. I’m not saying that I don’t have my own passionate beliefs that I can’t conceive ever changing, but, to me, the only way you could possibly never change your mind is if you bury your head in the sand and refuse to acknowledge any new information. You did agree that you’re not persuaded “until new information is learned” so you do think that this is possible – which was my point, so I don’t really know why you’re disagreeing with that.
July 31, 2009 at 11:42pm ·
Plus, I’ve personally experienced many incidents where, even though I knew something, I had to go over it and examine it in different ways for a long time before something finally clicked. Ok, you may just say I’m slow lol… but I doubt I’m the only person who can gain new insights through sitting and thinking for a long time.
July 31, 2009 at 11:42pm ·
I... See More’m guessing that you’re leaning toward the old adage of “Nobody can make you feel inferior except you” or something to that extent, and I’ll agree that it’s mostly true… I guess I’m thinking more of people you know – not strangers. A stranger or someone you barely know shouldn’t really care what you say. But in the case of friends, it’s harder to say that you shouldn’t care what they say – in fact, if you don’t care about their opinions, you probably don’t care about them, and then why are you friends? I just know that in the past, I’ve been hurt by friends who didn’t act like friends. I don’t think it’s crazy to blame someone who claims to be a friend for not acting like one.
July 31, 2009 at 11:43pm ·
People do things that they know they shouldn... See More’t – things that they know could be hurtful – just because they didn’t think it all the way through or simply because they decided to be selfish. Just because an act is conscious doesn’t necessarily mean it was a good decision. And if you act like a crappy friend, you should own up to it. Of course, everyone has different standards for what constitutes a “good” or “crappy” friend but I’m casting that aside right now and just making my argument under the assumption that if you’re friends with someone, you both have similar ideas of what this means.
July 31, 2009 at 11:43pm ·
I definitely think that apologies are over-demanded for little misunderstandings that shouldn... See More’t be so blown out of proportion, which is why I don’t get seriously mad very often… I know that the majority of the time I may get offended, it wasn’t the person’s intent. But there are times when I look at a friend’s actions and think to myself that they couldn’t possibly not have known that what they were doing was shitty. If they can admit it, I’m not going to cast them aside forever. Everyone makes mistakes – everyone acts selfishly from time to time – everyone, even if they are normally clear thinkers, will have moments when they don’t think all the way through to the end of their actions even if they should have, and they end up screwing up. I guess my whole point behind the “clear thinking” thing is that human beings are not perfect. *Everyone* will act less-than-admirably from time to time, and you shouldn’t be too proud to admit it.
July 31, 2009 at 11:43pm ·
I... See More’m not saying I don’t see where you’re coming from in not liking apologies. A lot of apologies are unnecessary because of overreactions. Personally, I feel like I’ve apologized way too many times for things that were not my fault, or made to feel guilty because my apology wasn’t “good enough” but I didn’t know what else to do. Apologies shouldn’t be doled out like candy at a parade for every little infraction, but in the instances where human beings end up acting like human beings, they should be able to admit to it.
July 31, 2009 at 11:43pm ·
Of course, once an apology is made, the person who... See More’s upset shouldn’t hold it over their head because that defeats the purpose of peaceful reconciliation… my point is that apologies can help if both sides are realistic about what saying sorry can do – It can’t take back what was said or done (I guess this is a common misconception of what an apology is supposed to be – “I take it back” – that’s impossible, you already did it) – It’s purpose is to make the upset party feel like their friend didn’t mean for what they said or did to cause such damage and thus keeps the friendship from deteriorating. I guess if you can just say “What I did was shitty” or “I didn’t realize it was going to end that way” and the other person can be mature enough to take that for what it is, an actual profession of “I’m sorry” isn’t necessary. But so few people will actually come right out and admit that they made a mistake.
July 31, 2009 at 11:44pm ·
If you can actually own up to not being perfect, then I guess you’re right – apologies are unnecessary. But to a lot of people, saying a set phrase like “I’m sorry” is easier than admitting their own faults.

And this was way more posts than I thought it would be... lol
July 31, 2009 at 11:44pm ·
The way you statement was framed was without the tip of the hat to new information. On it's head, I disagreed with a person's inability to hold the same thoughts about situations, let alone it being "sillier" or even an effort to do so.

I don't contend there isn't much to be gained from sitting and thinking about a situation. The entirety of the ... See Morefacts of that situation will rarely ever be filled in, so mulling it over is purely the exercise of trying to rationalize something that caused you some distress. Still, the overall physiological effects and choices you make, are what put even the remotest semblance of and end to what you think happened.
August 1, 2009 at 12:42am ·
I'm friends with people who I share mutually beneficial relationships. It isn't really a secret as to why so many go untalked to on facebook or disappear as names in a list.

" I don’t think it’s crazy to blame someone who claims to be a friend for not acting like one."

Neither do I. This is where, as I stated, I'd start blaming myself for not seeing all the, usually more blatant than we'd like to admit, reasons that they weren't a friend before "they hurt me."... See More

"Just because an act is conscious doesn’t necessarily mean it was a good decision."

I'm sorry if I was unclear, but that's exactly what I was espousing in describing myself amidst a bad decision. We kind of drifted from talking about what an apology does or doesn't do, to how friends should relate and what constitutes a healthy relationship with one here.
August 1, 2009 at 12:42am ·
"If they can admit it, I’m not going to cast them aside forever."

See, to me, if they engage in it and, whether or not they apologize, I can't rationally defend where they were coming from, that's when they get cast aside. When someone acknowledges their fuck up, there is practically nothing you can do to know they are apologizing for anything more than your upset demeanor. This is exactly what I illuminate in my "apologies."

"everyone acts selfishly from time to time"... See More

I would argue they act selfishly all the time, but that's a different discussion.

"*Everyone* will act less-than-admirably from time to time, and you shouldn’t be too proud to admit it."

I must say this statement confuses me the most. I openly stated this in blog. Restating my point, it's not that they screw up or that they are too proud to admit it, it's that they are cognizant of screwing up, whether they want to claim "being too human" or not. The excuse I don't buy.
August 1, 2009 at 12:43am ·
"It... See More’s purpose is to make the upset party feel like their friend didn’t mean for what they said or did to cause such damage and thus keeps the friendship from deteriorating."

So there's much to say about this. One, "to make the upset party feel like their friend didn't mean for what they said" is exactly the cop-out I state when people claim to not be thinking before and during the statement. It could also be read as a way for the friend to passively lie to the other person for the sake of whatever they are getting from that relationship. I don't disagree that it can be used for diplomatic purposes or even as an initial flag perhaps that makes you think they are about to actually do something. To me, if a friendship is deteriorating, it's for many more significant and complicated reasons than one's inability to placate the other with platitudes.
August 1, 2009 at 12:44am ·
"But to a lot of people, saying a set phrase like “I’m sorry” is easier than admitting their own faults."

And walah, more or less the point. It really goes back to honesty about your understanding or lack thereof. About what you are or aren't taking responsibility for. It's finding that necessary objective leap from the well of apologizes and placated feelings.

Facebook needs a better method for engaging discussions :).
August 1, 2009 at 12:45am ·
When I look back on this, it looks like we just came full circle to both agree on people admitting that they screw up and if they can do that, there’s no need for the actual words “I’m sorry.” I guess my thought process was more along the lines of most people not being able to admit that they screwed up, so they need to settle back onto the tried-and-durable apology. I honestly have not met many people who can admit to stupid actions, so to me, the apology is the only thing that they’re capable of and it’s better than them screwing me over and never acknowledging it, thus leaving the doors open for them to do it again because they never caught on that it’s not ok.

I know! Wtf is up with this like 12 lines of text at a time bullshit? Gives me a headache.
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Wednesday, July 29, 2009

[187] I'm Sorry I Can't Be

Wednesday, July 29, 2009 at 1:09am

I think it ill conceived to believe that we can be perfect. Perfection is a judgment, a term from relevance and perspective. In order for something to be perfect, it has to be compared to all that which is imperfect, which runs into the same sort of problem, determining what, how, and why. Any statement from a limited perspective, I believe, bars you from calling something objectively perfect. There are so many better questions to ask about someone or something than how close or far they are from perfect. This is easier explained by looking at a tool. Is a hammer "perfect" for hitting a nail? Is that really the right question? Was it designed to nail, yes. Does it hit, yes. Is it appropriately proportioned enough for functioning humans to use and understand it, yes. Knowing the utility and usability of something are about the closest things you can use to form any sort of "perfect" concept, and even still it has to be in how you inform your perspective.

Why would we believe that it is even possible to be perfect? Are we made out of perfect atoms? Is there a perfect example we can learn from? Perfection seems to be just the product of bad inductive reasoning. I did something better, therefore there must be an ultimate peak. Realistically, we have many different ways of getting things done, which doesn't necessarily mean we do them well or even remotely perfectly. Take raising kids. You have the plethora of people alive past 40 who've had kids to ask yourself if they were raised perfectly. They reproduced, no? They survived. They had to contribute even marginally to society in order to provide for them and their young. You would hardly find a single person that you'd regard as perfect.

You lose all chance for dignity, to be humbled, to pit your mind against a challenge and overcome it if you're "perfect." Do you hear me religious people? Your god is empty because he has no reason and no problem that could give him any sense of value that you could understand. Perfect love? The most destructive idea I can imagine. Not only does it allow you to be a self righteous delusional asshole, but it gives you the motivation to never change nor really strive to be better or more capable as a person who's part of a healthy society. You project those convictions onto people. You pretend that as long as the word love is involved it negates reality. You can think, hear, see, and say what you want instead of what actually is.

I'm sick of playing to people's perspectives. I wish it was the one thing everyone else would give up as well. People will tell you they understand, they will tell you they love you, they will say that what they are doing is right and good for them, all the while they are spiraling towards a pit of bullshit that wishes it could call itself the "perfect" behavior for them. They are fighting to be contradictions. They are willing the lies. They blind themselves to what was actually said, what could actually work, and what actually happened. STOP PRETENDING things can be perfect or that it's even a viable option. Stop lying to yourself and to me about your understanding and your truth. I don't want to hear it. I won't cater towards it.

Nor you or I will ever be perfect to anybody but ourselves. And guess what, I'm one of the few who is comfortable with who I am and what I do. It's perfect, for me. Whether and when you choose to accept that isn't my concern. Whether you actually understand it isn't really up to me either. Any time I try to explain myself, I'm met with what I "actually" am which is based on assumptions and/or five minute windows of time or interactions. Then I get told condescendingly and piously how things really are. I'm put in my place by the sad, the hopeless, the dramatic, the liers, the pious, and the naive. Perhaps you can imagine how well this goes over. Are there things about me I'd like to improve? Sure. And I've managed to adopt the kinds of ideas and behaviors that will achieve those improvements. Are those behaviors and ideas perfect? No, they are simply better than the drivel other people use to make excuses for their lives. They get me farther than entertaining and wasting time with childish and petty motives.

So how can I say I'm perfect? I'm happy, healthy, motivated, and don't cause any undue harm. It's rather simple. I am incapable of guilt about myself or about you, because I understand things from a rational standpoint. I don't cloud my thoughts with feelings, my feelings are as closely proportioned to what I think as I can make them. I don't care what you feel about me. I don't regard your thoughts as the objective, best suited, or final determination for who I am, and that is why someone would hate me for calling myself perfect. That's why they would do whatever they had to and feel whatever they could to drag me down and make me feel as bad about myself as they do themselves. I am accused of being unable to care, when you'll never find someone who could care more. Fuck your perfection.


[188] Wouldn't It Be Nice

Wednesday, July 29, 2009 at 6:27am

Have you ever been so confused that you don't know what to feel? Or rapidly gone through the stages of emotion till you come full circle just to be confused again? I don't understand why things can't be easier. Do they really have to be hard before they can? I mean, I don't buy the whole happiness can only be appreciated with sadness. What good would happiness be if it could only be achieved through sadness? You can only have the sucker if you shoot yourself first... I think about the things I want in life, and I see relatively easy paths to follow. I want to be talented, so I practice my instruments, learn random skills, fiddle with things I don't understand. I want to be connected so I throw parties and go to other gatherings or events. I want to be entertained so I download movies and shows. I want nice things so I buy them. I want to be relatively in shape so I try to get out. I want to make the most important kinds of connections with people, so, despite myself I manage to put myself out there and dive right into a world I could probably talk days of scorn about.

At the end of the day, it's all relatively easy for me. Why can't it be for others? Is it something as easily fixable as a pill and frequent talks? Is it just the right niche, the right project, or noble motivation? I tout self-centeredness because when you live for someone else you set them up to be a leech off of you. You make their feelings dependent on you. When two people can come together with a mutual understanding that they each want to be happy, are going to pursue that happiness, and no matter what the other person does it won't detract from it, you can't get a stronger bond. You're not anticipating a downfall. You're not expecting to be used. You're not feeling guilty when things don't go just right. I'm not really sure how this can be argued otherwise, so please take up a torch and fight for it if you see a glaring error in my reasoning.

When one person is sacrificing themselves for the other, they are only a detriment to themselves. As someone who wants to engage with Individual Selves, I can't get to the heart of the person who's trying to cater to me. I mean the one time in my life that I was so disposed to sacrifice myself, it was the worst, and best for the wrong reasons, time of my life. It certainly wasn't healthy, and I know that there was only a meager hint of who I truly am ever being displayed at one time. That's no way to live. Denying yourself is literally a slow death. What happens when you think it's taking too long? I want others to be happy because in order for my happiness to grow exponentially, I need to be able to exchange and engage with them. Sure, I can survive, be content and "happy enough" with how I do my thing, but, and this is scientifically backed, there is something life giving and affirming by connecting with the people in your life. I have a cold indifferent disposition to the ones that want to sacrifice themselves because, whether they like to admit or acknowledge it, they are trying to sacrifice me as well. And sorry, if I'm going down, it's going to be by my own hand and I'm going to know what I was doing it for.

I'm most confused about whether or not people really feel or see the things I'm bringing up. When I say "you worship and are part of a death cult" do they think I'm being dramatic or finding a grain of truth? Then I have to wonder what to do with the thought of them knowing what I'm saying, and choosing to do nothing about it. Not argue, not get help, not care. Then obviously, what does that mean for me given that I could be surrounded by so many of the same detrimental and infuriating mindset...

The Internet has practically forced me to follow everyone I've come in contact with, their entire lives since the beginning of Myspace. So many of the same comments, compliments, cliches...people even travel to the same places, take the same pictures, have the same looking friends. When do You start to pull away in the pictures and comments? You see, "I LOVE SUCH AND SUCH SOOOO MUCH" then you get to track their break-up and two months later that person is brimming with love all over again. I wonder if such people can even experience Love, or just the love of telling everyone about it. We're developing a world where it is easy for you to become obscure, learn too much, and be instantly bored and unamused because you've been to 4chan and survived. What I'm saying is that it takes work. You have to practice a bold and happy and individual mindset. Yes you are a product of your environment to some extent, but you still have the freedom to think and act on those thoughts, and that needs to motivate and make you happy. Facebook has basically tracked weight gain more than development of young thinking individuals.

I don't know if that idea sounds foreign, practicing happiness. Happiness should just happen when the right things just kinda fall into place, right? To me, it's the difference between loud noises and sweaty people, and a concert that changed your life. Do you listen to music just because it's there? Does it not evoke some sort of emotion and connection when you hear something put so brilliantly you carry it with you every time you hear it? That artist didn't just decide that it was time to make something soulful or happy and out pops a song. It took work and dedication to a craft. A conscious decision every day to focus on getting their feeling or message out. The months of work that happened before you connected with them for that three minutes. You have to take your life and do the same thing.

If you want special times with your friends, work at making them special. If you want to experience more, devise ways for you to take in parts of your everyday world you've taken for granted. One day it will start to come naturally and you'll just be happy. But this time, you won't wonder why or where it came from. You'll be able to remember being so down and lost. You'll be able to deal with new problems and bumps. Your feelings will be more in control than you may even like, but it's much better than the alternative. So please, for the sake of everything you are, and everything we could be to each other, keep working and never give up. The world is filled with too many typical lost causes, and they're really throwing off my flow.
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Personally, I think that happiness in its whole comes from a personal choice to be happy. That in any situation or terrible place in one's life, they can still be 100% truly happy if they choose to be. I also do not think that everyone always wants to be truly happy all the time. I enjoy a bit of a rollercoaster myself. Whereas one day I might be ... completely content with everything in my life, the next day everything falls apart and I let it just to watch myself build it back up again. I blame this routine on the estrogen, but maybe I'm crazy and maybe everyone else is crazy.

But I do know I like my life this way. I used to live it without the downs. And yes, I was happy. I was happy always. But I don't want to be happy always! I love to indulge in the extreme emotional range of a 17 year old female. For better or worse. I like to know that I can tough it out. :) It makes me feel (feel being the key word) stronger.
July 29, 2009 at 9:56am ·
Helen, you have convinced me you are crazy, why do you have to convince yourself that you are strong? Don't you just know?.... and nick thanks i really like this blog... it is perfect and i like the last paragraph the best... but i bet most would.
July 29, 2009 at 7:07pm ·
You're right about living for someone else although to some extent I probably do live for Justin but what you point out makes sense. And I remember feeling so down and lost. Right now, I feel happy and in control of my life. I know we haven't seen each other in a while or really talked lately, but would you agree?
July 30, 2009 at 11:17am ·
We definitely haven't had to have hour long talks about how you shouldn't pick up the phone, and I know that you two together is probably going to result in good times, so yes I'd agree Brandinator.
July 30, 2009 at 12:58pm ·
Yeah, he called back in May and kinda threw me off track but since then I haven't answered unknown numbers and I changed my voicemail so my voice and my name aren't on it, just the automated you've reached blah blah blah number. It was difficult to make it to where I am but I feel like I'm finally where I wanna be.
We need to talk more. I miss us talking even though it was usually me and you giving your input.
July 30, 2009 at 10:38pm ·
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