Monday, October 31, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Monday, October 24, 2011
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Sundays and Mondays are my flavorite
OFF DAYS HAVE ARRIVED. It's so amazing outside today- The weather is perfect! Currently Adam and I are making some browwwwwwnies ;) Mary Jane would be proud. I plan on gorging myself and riding my bike around Birmingham all. day. long.
<3
<3
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Thursday, October 20, 2011
serious as a heart attack
Hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia- Fear of long words.
^Whaaaat??? That's a real phobia.
I'm sorry i'm just blown away right now
^Whaaaat??? That's a real phobia.
I'm sorry i'm just blown away right now
do away with the do-gooders
"If I knew for a certainty that a man was coming to my house with the conscious design of doing me good, I should run for my life...There are a thousand hacking at the branches of evil to one who is striking at the root, and it may be that he who bestows the largest amount of time and money on the needy is doing the most by his mode of life to produce that misery which he strives in vain to relieve. ... Do not be an overseer of the poor, but endeavor to become one of the worthies of the world." -Henry David Thoreau (Walden)
I am infatuated with Thoreau's thoughts on "do-gooders" because I, myself, have somewhat of the same hesitance. I often feel guilty for having this mindset because who rejects someone who appears to be doing good? I do... well, let me rephrase that: more-so I try to stay conscious of it. I mean, it must be true to some extent that a sense of moral superiority leads to unethical acts-ulterior motives . I see it everyday: globally and personally. People are shit on, demeaned and humiliated constantly by others who are in powerful or trustworthy positions. Often times those same people are praised and promoted for the hurt they bring. I guess I've found situations to be much happier when you just accept these things as human nature though I've not lived long enough to say that with certainty. Please change my mind.
I often wonder
how is it even possible to know what the right solution to a problem is when the variables are constantly changing?
I am infatuated with Thoreau's thoughts on "do-gooders" because I, myself, have somewhat of the same hesitance. I often feel guilty for having this mindset because who rejects someone who appears to be doing good? I do... well, let me rephrase that: more-so I try to stay conscious of it. I mean, it must be true to some extent that a sense of moral superiority leads to unethical acts-
I often wonder
how is it even possible to know what the right solution to a problem is when the variables are constantly changing?
You are constantly changing.
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Radiolab- Spindle Cells
Is empathy a purely human quality? In this segment, Jad and Robert explore the inner workings of the spindle cell, those long neurons that might connect thoughts to feelings, with the help of Dr. Patrick Hof and Jonah Lehrer. Then they talk to Dr. Clive Wynne again to get a different take on how to connect with an animal.
Hushhhhh
At most this will provide a good chuckle
stop the ignorance
As an atheist (trying) to live in the deep south I must say that it's getting harder and harder these days to follow the Golden Rule. i.e. If you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all.
On a more positive note, it's full blown autumn outside :)
As an atheist (trying) to live in the deep south I must say that it's getting harder and harder these days to follow the Golden Rule. i.e. If you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all.
On a more positive note, it's full blown autumn outside :)
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
autopilot
My Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays usually consists of me sitting behind a desk staring at chipped brick and faces of cosmo- it's so goddamn boring. I don't even know how I got here?
routine
routine routine
routine
will be the end of me
Monday, October 17, 2011
Everything is Transient
"Making decisions. Doing things and taking the consequences.
It might be true that there are six billion people in the world and counting.
Nevertheless, what you do makes a difference.
It makes a difference, first of all, in material terms.
Makes a difference to other people and it sets an example.
In short, I think the message here is...
that we should never simply write ourselves off...
and see ourselves as the victim of various forces.
It's always our decision who we are.
Creation seems to come out of imperfection.
I t seems to come out of a striving and a frustration.
And this is where I think language came from.
I mean, it came from our desire to transcend our isolation...
and have some sort of connection with one another.
And it had to be easy when it was just simple survival.
Like, you know, "water." We came up with a sound for that.
Or, "Saber-toothed tiger right behind you." We came up with a sound for that.
But when it gets really interesting, I think,
is when we use that same system of symbols to communicate...
all the abstract and intangible things that we're experiencing.
What is, like, frustration? Or what is anger or love?
When I say "love,"
the sound comes out of my mouth...
and it hits the other person's ear,
travels through this Byzantine conduit in their brain,
you know, through their memories of love or lack of love,
and they register what I'm saying and say yes, they understand.
But how do I know they understand? Because words are inert.
They're just symbols. They're dead, you know?
And so much of our experience is intangible.
So much of what we perceive cannot be expressed. It's unspeakable.
And yet, you know, when we communicate with one another,
and we--
we feel that we have connected,
and we think that we're understood,
I think we have a feeling of almost spiritual communion.
And that feeling might be transient, but I think it's what we live for."
-The Waking Life
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Oh, this view
Category: things I miss
Tear down the house
That I grew up in
I'll never be the same again
Take everything that I’ve collected
And throw it in a pile
Everything about this place in time was beautiful.
Only Skin
I see the blossoms broke and wet after the rain-Joanna Newsom
little sister, he will be back again
I have washed a thousand spiders down the drain
spiders ghosts hang soaked and dangelin'
silently from all the blooming cherry trees
in tiny nooses, safe from everyone
nothing but a nuisance; gone now, dead and done
be a woman, be a woman!
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