Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Practical Calarifacation


I would be defying my own principle if I did not admit to my realization of how the last sentence of what I said in the previous post, specifically (Kill someone do things you find vile and hurt some one you love), can be easily misconstrued due to my hastily worded ideals that I thought appropriate to share.

            The point I was trying to convey in writing this obscurity was that an efficient way to convince yourself that you are not bound by the actions of fate nor your own actions is to do something you realize is self destructive. What I mean is that an action done not to your logical benefit is in fact an action capable of shattering the glass wall of fate that you may find yourself encaged in. These actions are ones that allow you to throw off the chains and look into the fire of Plato’s cave rather then just staring at the wall of shadows he imagined the fate bound man looking at. A self destructive action is considered strange and startles those who see it enacted, so because self-destructive actions are unpredictable they are the key to the personal realization of choice. No one can predict your actions if you follow a set of logic that seems sound but then you commit an action that goes against it. So by defying your own logic you can convince yourself that you are in control and are not bound by the social rules of society, and this realization will eventually lead to the ability to deny yourself of fate and convince your self anything no matter how untrue it may be. For instance convincing yourself that you are immortal.
            I follow a set of tangible logic that I change every now and then based on my observation and experiences. I can say that my enactments of self-destructive actions that I realized were self-destructive have allowed me to convince my subconscious that I am not bound to the fate of death. To some extent I realize that this is false but to a more prominent extent I realize that I need to think with the mind of an immortal. For if I apply the logic of fate to my actions and realizations they all become meaningless. So the meaning I have created for my life is that the chains of fate do not bind me so I can do what I want, as there will be time for everything. This delusion is necessary and though I realize it is self-destructive it is in this realization that allows me to act in a manner considered relatively sane.
            I see it to be more efficient to delude yourself rather than take to mind the truth and inevitability’s of reality, and it is of this belief that I state this.
 "Delusions, lies, and fantasies will always have a stronger impact and the betterment of humanity and human efficiency than truth and reality ever could."
-Dr. Braden Phd

Monday, November 28, 2011


I was browsing a random image board website when I came across a thread where the creator said he wanted to commit suicide and asked what form of suicide would be the best. He claimed that life was pointless and he wanted to end it all in his despair he posted the adjacent image and said that it surmised his feelings.-->





I responded by saying
If you claim that you find your life and actions pointless then suicide is against your own principle. You are by committing suicide committing an act of predictability and an act that has been done countless times in the past. Life is only pointless if you take to heart the inevitability that someday you will die and there is no way out. You yourself can prevent the pointless repetition and meaninglessness of your life by doing unpredictable acts rather than the committing the sad conformity of suicide. Instead if letting inevitability and meaninglessness run your thoughts think only of things that bring you pleasure, and deny that you are going to die, say instead that you will find immortality and kiss the your sad world of inevitability's goodbye. Think not in terms of a being with a set life span but think as a being not bound by the rules of society. Kill someone do things you find vile and hurt some one you love, only in doing this will you find your ability to throw off the chains of fate that you find your self weighed down by.
He responded to my post in saying
"wow man. Thanks. You just gave me meaning to my life. Thanks bro"

With words I was able to conjure in a matter of minutes I was able to prevent suicide and save a life. 
The felling accompanied by the realization that I may have in fact saved a life is a felling I now find myself unable to describe, but if I had to I would say that realizing the power of my words has inspired me and left a felling of inspiration that I will not soon forget


Monday, November 21, 2011


At about 5:00 yesterday I woke up listening to this song. The first thing I realized was that my car was slammed into a tree and broken pieces of the windshield and drivers side window lay scattered throughout the car and embedded in my shoulder and nose. The first thing I did was try to wake up again, was this a dream? No.  I stepped thought the ruble and opened the passenger door and steped out of what was left of the truck. Still in disbelief and not quite awake I turned back and grabbed my phone and unplugged it from the radio. The song stooped and I instantly became aware that my car was crashed into group of trees on the side of the road. I looked to the road and saw skid marks across the highway and a couple cars stopped with people peering out their windows in awe. I turned and huge tree the drivers side of my car was crashed against. I surmised that I had swerved out of the road and drifted into this tree but luckily missed a head on collision with it. I will never know exactly what happened besides the fact that I fell asleep and crashed my car, but I don't remember ever driving from Kileua to Princevile where I crashed.
The only certainty I am aware of, of this accident is that this is a damn good song.

Saturday, November 19, 2011

What if


Al Gore is a legion he does not forgive and he does not forget

Friday, November 18, 2011

Bloggity

Join me in a blog venture

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boppity
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I blog in the morning I blog at night.
I blog in the darkness and I blog in the light.
Greetings blog people I am indeed a blogger and you a blog reader, quite the quandary is it not.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

No words

Don't mind me just fixing the economy in my evening garments 
No words to describe what I have transcribed