Sunday, August 30, 2009

Rant

Elementary school was chalked full of lessons about sharing, and compassion. The concept to treat others the in a way that reciprocates the level of generosity and respect that you would like to receive yourself has been buried underneath specified thoughts and information attained across many years for the purpose of getting what you want (and ignoring everything else).
Living in America is full of contradictory laws and ways of life. A "Christian Nation" that thrives on oil (money) and gossip. Yet, when a highly educated person with tattoos goes into a job interview, their chances of getting the job are smaller than a person without. Does marks on someone's skin automatically make that person less of? The same goes with people who are fat, black, Hispanic, people with bad teeth, hair, clothing. The interviewer looks at the interviewee's appearance rather than their resume.
Deliberately poking fun at people with speech impediments, autism, deafness, etc. is more often a choice of topic, rather than helping these people and learning about them. You will often find that people who are different from each other in drastic ways we can learn a lot from.


If you object; enlighten me, please.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

No point, really

I've been slacking on this whole blogging concept. I suppose my life is nauseatingly mediocre and repetitive. I'm looking forward to beginning my Junior year of college on Monday, it is a good feeling knowing I am more than half way to graduation.

Taylor visited me this past weekend, which is always very exciting and full of Captain Morgan.
I got my braces off, so thats nice.

Maybe I'll update this again sometime during the week when I have something real to talk about.

Monday, August 3, 2009

Karma payment plan

I'm on the karma payment plan.


The end of one crossroad has been revealed, and I have stumbled across another dreary intersection as it maliciously anticipates my choice. At the same moment the hunter crouching behind the shrubs adjacent to me pulls back the string on his bow.

Instead of choosing the path most traveled by versus the route less taken, I'm buying a shovel and digging into the Earth in hopes of filling my barren core with...anything.