im currently trying to learn how to be wise with my money. i think if i learn a few habits and implement them through discipline ill reap great rewards. due to my young age, i have years to earn great wealth. I think the sooner the better and why not start learning how to manage a little money instead of learning to manage alot when great risks, such as my families well being, are at stake as a result of my negligence. learn through mistakes. i should start weeding out those detrimental habits of thinking now. get them out of my system so that i can clearly see what works and what doesnt. clearly my current level of thought and standards of spending have brought me no where near wealthy or even put me on the right path.. Im making a resolve to keep one tenth of everything i earn, never letting that money escape from me in a lifetime, and the rest pay off debts, save, and continue to support my living standards. eventually i can have enough to make wise investments and multiply the capital. anyway. nighttt
Author: William
LOGICAL PROOF OF GOD
LOGICAL PROOF OF GOD
by Patrick
1) Whatever begins to exist at some point in time has a unique state of information derived from outside itself.
a. It could be said that the universe began as a single quantum event, but the universe must have gotten its quantum state of information from outside itself anyways. Furthermore, even quantum events must have a unique initial set of conditions and, therefore, “instructions” (i.e. logical rules or patterns, e.g., “if electron A flies too close to electron B = ‘repel'”).
2) History has its end in the present (the future is not history). So, if the past was of infinite duration, an infinity came to its end, but this is a self-contradiction since infinity never stops (Luke Wadel; derived from the Kalam Cosmological argument).
3) Similarly, by Olber’s Paradox, the universe is finite in size because the night sky is not a solid color of starlight (i.e. if the universe was infinite, there would be an infinite number of stars which would light the night sky).
4) So, by 2 and 3, the universe began to exist, and by 1, something “instructed” it by supplying it with initial information from outside itself.
5) By Godel’s incompleteness proof (supplimental explanation at the end), these instructions (as logical systems) cannot be demonstrated to be true by using the logical machinery of the system unless moving up to a time of “metasystem”, therefore, they are not derived from the system called “universe” (we could incorporate information theory as the logical structure of the universe, by the way).
6) However, logical instructions or systems cannot ultimately exist apart from some mind.
7) Therefore, a mind “instructed” the universe into initial existence since logical instructions cannot originate apart from some mind.
8) There must be a limit to the degrees of mind because if there were no end to intelligent levels, then God is not the end of the line since there is a mode of mind more intelligent than he is. However, let God or God’s mind = G. Let’s also define G as infinite since the potential is unbounded (i.e. G = infinite). Furthermore, let G’ = infinite + 1 (G’ means “G prime”; something other than God). “Infinite + 1” still equals infinite, therefore, G’ = infinity.
9) By the transitive principle, if G = infinity, and G’ = infinity, then G = G’. So, G’ must be a part of G if not G itself. Therefore, there is nothing that can be smarter or more intelligent than G as infinite and less than G’s.
10) All other minds are, are therefore, finite, but by 5 there are hierarchies. Furthermore, the universe cannot hold all types of intelligent minds because there is a limit placed on energy and the amount of minds it can hold. Hence finite minds cannot be sustained indefinitely in hierarchal levels. So, the number of hierarchal minds must be finite at all times of existence even though the potential is infinite.
11) By Godel’s incompleteness proof, the highest hierarchy must be infinite. So, either the highest mind is infinite, or there are an infinite number of finite mind hierarchies. However, as in 2, these hierarchies would never come to an end and we could not reach our present state of human existence. They, therefore, must be finite (as in 9)
12) Let’s assume that God did not directly “instruct” or create our universe, but that some other finite mind created it instead.
13) However, by 1 and 5, God is ultimately responsible for creating that mind, and by 7-9, he creates all minds as the limit to the Godelian hierarchy (i.e. there must be nothing greater than the infinite).
14) Since no other mind can create God, he must exist uncaused out of necessity to the Godelian hierarchy which is finite.
15) Therefore, God exists and he created the universe by either creating it directly (as the mind in 6), or by creating the minds that lead up to its creation.
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Essence of Godel’s incompleteness proof:
Let us call a particular system of logic, “Tom” the computer. Tom is supposed to know the truth or falsity of any statement (by following a set of instructions). Anyone can test Tom’s infallibility. All Tom has to do is spit out the answer of “true” or “false”. However, there is one statement that we know the truthity of that Tom cannot demonstrate to be true. It is:
Statement A: “Tom cannot prove this statement to be true”.
The answer could not be “true” because then the statement will have been falsified, and if “false”, then Tom will have arrived at a false conclusion. A paradox! It is only when we move up a higher order system of “human” logic that we find the answer to be “true”. Hence, the information must be derived from outside the computer system of instructional logic. That is, we know that “Tom cannot prove this statement to be true” is true but only from outside its system.
association
Be careful with who you associate yourself with. This is a topic Ive read extensively about and its weighed heavily on my heart.
There are people who are going up and people who are going down… or essentially nowhere. you only want to put yourself around those you can learn from. Those who inspire and encourage you to grow as they do. Its easy to find those willing to pull you down. its harder to find those who want to pull you along as theyre climbing up the ladder of success. If you too are climbing you will see that they are eager to see you succeed as long as your efforts are genuine. No one likes to waste time on those who put forth as little effort as possible. I realize i cannot afford to waste major time with minor things and minor people. I have as much time as anyone else and one lifetime to maximize my life. I can choose to be careless with how i use it, by thoughtlessly putting myself around instances which deter growth or i can use it wisely by being proactive and surrounding myself around those who encourage my success and my disciplined efforts. anyway. every minute it valuable. how are you using your time?
http://www.lifeoptimizer.org/2007/02/10/grow-yourself-by-meeting-people-and-reading-books/
coy
This quote inspired me:
The art of being wise is knowing what to overlook.
– William James
so did this one, alot:
Obstacles are those frightful things you see when you take your eyes off your goal.
– Henry Ford
and this one:
The superior man is modest in his speech, but exceeds in his actions.
– Confucius
and this one:
The tragedy in life doesn’t lie in not reaching your goal. The tragedy lies in having no goal to reach.
– Benjamin Mays
basically i feel real inspired right now.
the past week had been hazy. My goals and aspirations are strong but they seem distant. Im working two jobs and its becoming exhausting. I try not to let myself think that its exhausting, i tell myself there are people who work more than the 70 hours a week ive been working… people that work around the clock day and night for days and maybe weeks. like soldiers and important politicians and what not. the only thing is… this is not waht i want to do with my life. wait tables. its humbling really. i must say for all that i want in life the past two years have been a humbling experience. ill be able to relate to my humble becomings later on. im 20. sometimes i think i have all the time in the world. (which i might) and other times i feel that every passing second i dont take advantage of enforcing my beliefs with sound efforts by acting upon them, is a second ill never have again. i feel that a second in my youth is worth a day in my old age. i want to rationalize my idleness and my occasional lack of enthusiasm and drive but i only feel it the next day. i need to be disciplined and retain my focus daily without fail or hesitation or doubt. doubt and worry sap my stregth and ambition. i need to spend energy on th ehere and now and whats to be accomplished with the daylight and time i have left. not with regret and wishes and shouldhaves. i need to focus on being the person i envision myself to be instead of wishing. “great men have purposes, others have wishes” i keep that in my wallet as a reminder anytime i daydream and think of things other than my goals and how ill overcome them.
i get down sometimes. i think about what i should have done, instead of doing what i can be doing and planning for my next move. hm. i get caught up in thoughts that lead me no where. and i feel confused. and blah. and that neutral feeling is a negetive feeling. anytihng not distinctively good is bad. so that sounds an alwarm in my head. fortunately ive have some mornings off this week due to passover. The free time i have will be spent doing errands and raeding. READING. its amazing. its like this.
Your mind is soil. Your thoughts are seeds. You have a strong desire for something and youll think more of it and youll plant the seeds. Reading is like that water that reinforces and ensures the vitality of those seeds that theyll grown into the vision you planted in your mind. you as the caretaker need to weed out bad thoughts and weeds in the garden of your mind. you need to ensure that the mind is clear and open and is breathing. like ensuring there is enough sunshine and the weather is right for optimaal growth. yes. heres is a quote i remember “do not judge a day by the harvest, rather by the seeds youve planted”- i forget who wrote it but that basically mativates me to do alot with life. and with every seed you plant will only birth more fruit and more seeds. its up to discipline and desire to ensure proper and healthy growth. anyway. im gonna go read now. night 🙂
Personal Essays
My personal statements for school.
1.) What types of skills and strategies do you believe you will learn at Landmark College?
“Skill is the refinement of our current abilities added to the acquisition of new talents.”(Jim Rohn)
My goal for attending Landmark College is to acquire and solidify any additional or pre-existing learning strategies and talents that would be supplemental in my progress towards personal refinement. I’m looking for any additional knowledge and tools that would compliment the vision and goals I’ve set before myself, that I might be fully equipped with an arsenal of knowledge and strategies for success and learning that would allow no room for lack of confidence in confronting the inevitable challenges and obstacles that arise in life. Every endeavor I set before myself I look at with optimism and confidence. I have hope that as long as there is a vision beyond the challenge and difficulty, the insatiable desire and determination to make that vision a reality will propel my efforts far beyond the precedent, and pave the way for success.
I believe that my purpose for attending Landmark College is the preparation of necessary skills and success strategies I’ll require as my goals become more specific, and the vision I hold for my life expands. I’ve told myself, “You don’t know what you don’t know, until you know.” I want to provide myself with an environment where I’m submersed in commitment to acquire, develop, and sharpen these tools. Specific skills and strategies I hope to absorb, and implement through habit, include efficient and effective goal setting strategies. Strategies that encourage an efficient and effective success, as well as the refinement of organizational skills needed to complement that success. I’m interested in the introduction of new and meaningful approaches to studying, as well as forming additional study habits and efficient time-management techniques. I feel that Landmark College will provide the environment and work staff that would encourage all this, with the opportunity to employ these skills and strategies towards the college education I’ve chosen for myself.
2.) In general do you feel that you have been taught academic skills and strategies that enabled you to perform to your academic potential in the past?
I’ve been taught by a variety of teachers, many brilliant and successful practitioners who’ve mastered the art of conveying information to their students in a way that leads to successive achievement. I remember those teachers because I remember seeing the power within me when they pressed me with challenges. Challenges presented in a light that sparked desire and confidence for a yearning of more than I previously offered. I’ve had teachers that saw my grades, but paid them no attention because they knew there was an unlimited reservoir of potential that was crying out to be heard. These teachers may not have had the skills or answers I was looking for, but they encouraged me to look in myself and find the answers. They were patient and hopeful, never critical or negative towards my undertakings, even though I’d struggle and consider the possibility of giving up. Those teachers I hold in the highest regard. They stand apart and will be remembered by every student whose life was touched.
I’ve also had the unique pleasure of standing before the teachers who’ve presented me with the truths and answers that go unchanging throughout the course of time. They were firm in their faith in every student’s potential. They were teachers that knew the formula for success. They allowed neither excuse nor any kind of rational for the lack application of these principles and values. These teachers would continually remind us every time we stepped into the classroom why we were producing our best efforts. I admire these teachers. These teachers provided every tool needed for success, and most importantly why success is important. They instilled the principles that provided the foundation and framework for my aspirations. They taught me that any noble and honorable pursuit was specifically held together through discipline, self-sacrifice and the art of being pro-active. Integrity and the preservation of character in every work you undertake will only leave lasting results. As I progress as a young man, I see that you will find whatever it is you’re looking for, as long as you search earnestly. The truths and good I’ve learned throughout life, and through these teachers, will never cease to reappear and continually qualify as necessary elements of a life worth living as I search for real success and worthwhile achievement.
3.) How as your learning disability or AD/HD affected your academic progress to date?
I’ve come to accept a reality that use to otherwise discourage me from doing my best, the reality that I learn differently. I would shrink away from challenges that I knew I was more than capable of overcoming, simply because of fear. Things were to be done a certain way and I did them a little differently. I did my best to conform to the ways other student’s grasped the information and it left me discouraged. The possibility that my individual learning approaches were just as effective, if not more effective, came to me only recently in my journey of personal development. I realized I was no longer limited in any area of learning. I could progress and learn and store whatever material and concepts that I was presented, as long as I took the proper approach and attitude. I realized there was no excuse to avoid tackling problems and challenges. Faith in my ability emerged as the wick that held the flame as I walked into the unknown and faced my fears.
Throughout high school there was no place or classroom I felt incompetent in. I could absorb anything if my desire led me to do so. The continual monotony of a specific way of instruction and a certain way of learning stifled my enthusiasm and creativity. As I produced mediocre grades, and grades were the standard reflection of the student’s ability, I scoffed at the system, yet it simultaneously left me doubting my full potential and abilities. Eventually my frustrations led to lack of motivation, producing even more unsatisfactory results. I began to think school was not for me, which caused incredible confusion considering my insatiable thirst for knowledge and understanding in every academic area. I did what I had to get by, while trying to sort out and pursue my life’s meaning and purpose. It wasn’t until after I left high school that I spent time in the real world and had time to make sense of it all. It was then that I discovered the rewards of personal development. It was a revelation like no other. You aren’t just born a certain way. You have a mind that you have full control and power of. You can control every thought and form any habit you choose. I never knew how to make myself into the person I always envisioned myself to be, nor did I think it was conceivable. Now I know it can be done. It will take time but there’s nothing I can’t do. The ups and downs along the way I accept as apart of life that everyone faces. I learned that every failure is a stepping stone to success. I’m no longer afraid to try because every time I make a mistake, I see it as a opportunity to learn and try again, only better.
4.) Describe a situation where you had to advocate your needs as an individual with a learning disability or AD/HD.
Throughout high school there was always confusion as to why my efforts didn’t appear to equal my potential. Before I learned how to harness and focus my energies I was endlessly frustrated by the lack of mind power I was able to commit to my studies. Although I knew all too well the importance of time-management and organization, implementing it was something quite unfamiliar to me. Essays specifically took an unusually long time to complete. As a result, the majority of the time they were handed in late, and docked points. I would always draft excellent compositions that deserved the very best grade, but it didn’t mean a thing if it was late. This would prompt me to produce mediocre works just to get them in on time. This kind of work ethic was contradicting to the perfectionist inside me who despised producing average work. The answer was I needed more time. I was stubborn however, and it would take a lot of me to ask for these extensions because of pride. My parents and I learned that it was often necessary for passing to go to teachers asking for additional time for completion regarding reports and essays. This allowed me to progress my way through high school with more confidence.
5.) How does an associate degree from Landmark College fit into your long term academic and career goals?
My hope is that Landmark College will prepare me with the education, as well as a good foundation for future success, to move onto more specialized interests of study. My goal is to double major in business and psychology, eventually earning two bachelors and moving onto a master’s degree program for Industrial Organizational Psychology. I plan on becoming a business consultant and eventually own my own business. The idea behind my vision is to provide a service that would allow people to boost productivity as individuals as well as a company. By addressing individual mentalities and philosophies, a healthier and more productive work ethic and drive can be created in the company. Coupled with the refinement of the business plan, tapping into the potential of company executives would allow for better leaders and managers. Overall I would like to share my knowledge and services with a company in order to encourage stimulating growth factors such as effectiveness and efficiency. I see Landmark College as a place where personal development is a necessary part of the education process and that is encouraged in every classroom. I see that landmark would fit perfectly into the overall academic and career plan I’ve set out for myself.
6.) Describe a teacher who made a difference in your academic life.
My sophomore year as a cadet at Valley Forge Military Academy provided me with an opportunity to learn from one of the most challenging teachers I’ve encountered throughout my academic schooling. I’ve had the blessing of learning from many excellent and passionate teachers who really cared about the student’s individual success. Many of whom I’ve connected with, and their love and hope for my success fueled me towards reaching my higher goals. My honors modern world history teacher Colonel Medearis was unlike any other teacher I’ve had before and after. Stoic and reserved, he was determined and focused in every endeavor he set before himself. He stood as an example of what discipline, honor, and excellence really exemplifies, never wavering from his ideals or his conviction.
The real difference in his instruction was his ability to convey those very ideals onto his students in a way that motivated us to make no excuses for a weak and lazy mind. He provided us with every opportunity to learn the material, and some. The only reason for anything less than an A in his classroom was the individual lack of ambition and drive. He knew our potential, and he allowed no excuses for anything but our best efforts. I can close my eyes and visualize myself stepping into his classroom, mentally preparing myself for the next hour of maximum absorption and development of every detail in the lesson. Not just absorbing the matter, because I could simply read the book, it was the lesson in every lesson that was to be learned. It wasn’t cut and dry textbook material, read this and that, and if you’re smart you’ll get a good grade. It was a character based classroom, with efforts based on our character as a person. We want our efforts to reflect our character and integrity- our attention to detail- because the details add up in the long run. Like a painting of your life, there are long strokes and short strokes, vibrant and dull. Every stroke or action, no matter how insignificant, adds up to construct an expressive canvas of idea and color, personality and character. It’s up to the artist to be precise in every stroke if his aim is to paint the most beautiful work.
This was the first time this approach was ever presented to me. Everything I knew of school prior was simply a place where material was presented to me, with the basis for academic advancement, so we could be allocated with grades that reflected our ability to crunch information and regurgitate it in a manner that could be awarded with a good grade, deeming us worthy on the spectrum of A through F. There was never motivation to be excellent in all challenges. I never saw school as something that should be taken as an opportunity for a personal challenge that would allow for refinement of my being, whether it’s characteristically, mentally, or physically. I remember him so distinctively because for the first time in my life I could make no excuse for myself. I couldn’t muster up the courage to tell myself any of his challenges were impossible, although at first glance anyone looking at the workload and expectations would indeed raise their eyebrows and write him off as ruthless. I knew Colonel Medearis provided the most academically challenging classroom with no excuse for lack of resources. The memory of him, his vision, and the experience lay in the back of my mind as I endured a variety of trials in the years that followed. It’s comforting to know that truth never changes and as I pursue my personal development I can look back and recall those who took the time to instill the unchanging qualities that really matter in success and achievement.
7.) In what ways do you hope to contribute to the Landmark College community?
My life experiences have brought me to confront cold realties that many people would never dream to face. At a very young age I was different in a variety of aspects. The mix of intense enthusiasm and creativity, coupled with my inquisitive fascination of the world around me, proved to be too overwhelming for the tastes of the standard elementary classroom. The teachers recommended that I be clinically evaluated in hopes that some answers for the unusual behavior would be addressed. I was diagnosed with AD/HD and medicated thereafter. My family traveled across the country, moving from California to Virginia, up and down and in between, attending first grade at three schools in separate states. This trend continued throughout elementary school until we settled in New Jersey.
My seventh grade year marked the beginning of the dark span of tribulations that would shape me indefinitely. I slowly began drowning in a world of depression as I struggled to balance academics and a social life for the first time without the crutch of medication. It occurred to no one around me as the decision was made, that much of my academic consistency and stability was contributed to the crutch medication offered the seven years prior. I had never been faced to cope with the realties of life without it. I had never been forced to learn and employ any coping habits regarding my individual learning abilities that would allow me to function successfully in a classroom or social setting. I lost ground in myself and my self confidence. Behind a mask I huddled in a dark comforting corner filled with hopelessness and chaotic confusion. I sought refuge in other hurting people whom I could relate these foreign feelings of unbearable pain and suffering. This confused mentality was the basis for the majority of my relationships for the next many years. I developed deep emotional relationships with many hurting people. I tried my best to relate with them in hopes I could maybe find answers to my pain and suffering. The ending result was destruction and death. My seventh grade year began that dark obsession with finding my cure, and ending the pain for good. Suicide became the only option after self-mutilation yielded weak results. That year I formed a suicide pact with my best friend which led to his devastating death. Coping was not an option. I swallowed the guilt and it became a part of me that kept me from finding the truth for many years. I was hospitalized a variety of times for severe depression, anxiety and suicide ideations as well as attempts. I was medicated each time to no avail as psychiatrists and psychologists scratched their head and introduced new medications, tweaking the dosages at each evaluation. There was no improvement. I was smarter than the majority of the Dr.’s rightfully accredited me. I began to accept this demon that possessed my mind and soul.
I must say I knew God, and I knew his truth, because for the brief moments I sought to dwell on the truth, clarity entered my life. Clarity that resonated and lifted my spirit and brought me out of the depths of confusion and chaos and brought a vision beyond the walls I built for myself. One of the determining elements that might have sooner brought me to the vision I now have for myself was the lack of unchanging truth, rightful knowledge, and tested tools in my life. These were necessary for the continual development and repair that I desperately needed to salvage the wreck I had become. I was blinded with false information and lies. I put my faith in things and habits with no foundation and they would consistently collapse all around me time and time again, leaving me more and more discouraged and bitter and sad. I was a lifeless zombie that acted with little thought of consequence. I eventually, almost inevitably, found my way into the realm of drugs. They offered the escape I longed for. It was a place free of pain, and filled with endless possibilities and realties. I dwelled in this world and my fascination remained until I learned it offered no answers for the mounting questions as the hurt and confusion remained.
My junior year reopened the past wounds as I was faced with another compounding reality. My close childhood friend committed suicide. I was left to deal with the coping on my own as I rejected any help or comfort from anyone other than the close friends I had who were just as affected. I soon thereafter began deteriorating noticeable inside and out, no longer able contain the hurt and depression. I delved headfirst into drugs and began residing there full time which led to successive overdoses and my eventual emergency hospitalization. The most frightening awakening experience occurred when I was committed to the state adolescent mental health ward. After spending a short while in the confinement of those walls, I realized that my issues were minor in comparison to those who earned the right to be there. I knew I could escape the depression I faced if I willed myself so. I realized I had to be responsible for myself more than ever. After appealing my evaluation to the state board of psychiatrists, I was reevaluated and left in the care of my parents under strict circumstances. We would move shortly after to Florida in order to start fresh. I started my senior year knowing exactly where I came from and I did everything possible to make sure I’d never enter depression again.
My confusion and search for amidst the world mislead me down a variety of paths. The first major breakthrough in my developmental processes came as I harnessed my ability to cope with my feelings. I was still lacking the mental knowledge and tools of achievement to cope with my mind in order to succeed in school and individual against challenges and obstacles. I failed my senior year which, for the first time, was a failure I was comfortable with. I saw that I wasn’t ready for college and that I’d be ready in due time. I reflected and searched for answers that would eventually renew the faith I had in my abilities and rekindle my self-confidence. For the first time I realized books provided answers that might take a long time for me to learn for myself. After each book I consumed I became more and more empowered as I groomed my mind and weeded out negative thoughts and habits, and planted new seeds of thought. I dwelled on every good, time tested, constructive thought pattern I learned, saturating my mind with information that supplemented these foundational truths, until habits slowly developed through discipline. As time passed and I put my faith into the men who’ve mastered success and attaining every life goal, the character I’ve always wanted for myself emerged and took shape. I continue to mold and add to it with every newly acquired thought.
My unique life experiences have led me through an immense amount of confrontation that many people would never experience in a lifetime. I would say it is not entirely uncommon to meet a brilliant mind full of potential that started with no ambition or hope, and rose from the dregs of unfortunate circumstances to find his place is the world of success. That’s almost a proverb. What would make this proverb unique are the circumstances, and everyone’s circumstances are different. It’s up to the individual to make them worthwhile. The realities I’ve been subjected to face have been instrumental in orchestrating the life I’ve played out thus far. I wouldn’t be who I am today, and know what I know, if it wasn’t for the experiences. The spectrum of struggles and challenges I’ve been faced with, and the decisions I’ve made to handle them, and eventually overcome them, reinforce the creed that anything is possible. I’ve had the opportunity to be in a wide array of places in my life that constitute as being on the far ends of positive and negative extremes. My mind has led me to dark realizations as well as enlightening revelations. I think the deep contrast between the two provides me with an obligation to help others discern as they are faced with decisions and confrontations in their life. I feel deeply convicted, knowing what I know, to create opportunities for others to succeed. I want to help and encourage anyone who has a desire to want more for them by providing any insight, tools, or direction I could possibly offer so that their eyes might be opened as mine are. “If you hold to my teaching…Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.” (John 8) As I progress on my own journey I’ve learned that it’s necessary to earnestly seek truth in everything you do. There is not enough time in life to allow room for the weeds of negative thoughts to fester. Nor is there time to save room in a beautifully groomed garden for a patch of weeds reserved for the vices and limitations you allow. The beautiful garden of goodness and character you’ve prepared in your mind will bring forth the most fruitful rewards, surely surpassing any imaginable vision you’ve set for yourself. My goal in everything I do is to exemplify a life founded on truth, and attract those in search.
a little life
you always have up and downs. Thats just apart of life. you’re lying to yourself if you think you’re the only one in the world. i use to tell myself i had serious problems because i got sad. and that would just get me more down. but eventually, and it took a long while- cause im stubborn- I realized that its pretty normal. and what makes people great is when you acknowledge the up and downs, but seize control of your thoughts and make the most of your life, despite circumstances and trials and feelings. the only feelings worth having are good feelings. I use to enjoy being sad. i dont know why. i had serious mental problems. i would seek comfort in it. but i never really lived life to the fullest like that. i was lying to myself and life would continue to progress in a downward spiral. maybe it was the disappointment i didnt like, so i chose to always expect the worse so i wouldnt be disappointed. thats a really crappy way of living tho. anyway. im rambling. I realize life can be beautiful if you take control of it and envision greater things for yourself. if you believe you will be great you will be great. but you need to back it up with action. You believe things are the way they are now, not because they are reality, but because you made them a reality by acting upon what you chose to believe really is. hopefully you follow me cause its serious stuff that changes lives. im not gonna write it all out for you but its genuine stuff. anyway
always be positive. always be optimistic. You’re attitude determines the intensity of your actions. very important if you want to be effective and efficient in achieving- anything for that matter. you must always have a vision. a goal. something you can have to backup and reinfornce every word and action with. a why. never mind that how. the why is pressing. the how is knowledge. the why is desire. and it needs to be worthy if it will take you as far as youd like to go in life. when you know the why, and your desires are identified- you can begin to fill your mind with the arsenal of knowledge required to bring you there. the how. anyway. i thought id share. its rare when people hear this stuff in the world we live in nowadays. everyones confused, and lost, and misguided. no faith. or all thier faith is in themselves and not in the higher power I call God. if youve ever put faith in yourself, you should know if you’ve done any living and gotten disappointing results that you cant rely on yourself. youll let yourself down and fail time and time again. put your faith in things above- in God- and he’ll never let you down. youll never be disappointed if you do what your convictions tell you as long as you want more for yourself. and wanting more-the desire for progress- is a constructive quality- which is good- and since bad is always decontructive you should want nothing to do with any negetivity, bad people, and most of all- thoughts. cause repeated thoughts form habits. and habits for character and your character will determine your destiny. so want good and your life will prosper and happiness and job will follow. be disciplined in these things. There are two pains we must face- the pain of discipline which weighs ounces and the pain of regret which weighs tons. dont hestiate to take action today. anywayyyyyyy. sorry. i could go on forever.
anyway. I work two fulltime jobs. not so fun. my goal is to pay off bills and debt and save up before i leave for school. Im finding it difficult to find personal time. When im not working im sharing my free time with friends. it needs to stop. eek. only for a little bit tho. priorities are priorities.
This past week has left me exhausted emotionally. no matter how tough you think you are you can always get hurt. you may be in denial but you feel it. I feel it. im not in denial. This world is full of messed up people. i really ask ‘why god?’ when i see that these people find thier way into my life. maybe im suppose to help them? i feel like i continually get hurt tho. Im excited about college. !! landmark college. woot. um. what else. i dunno. im exhausted i havent had a day off in like… a couple weeks. i work doubles 5 days out of the 7 days i work. geeze. anyway. night 🙂
p.s.
exciting news. i got my IQ test results back. The school i applied for required IQ testing as part of the application. it took 5 hours to complete. i did suprisingly well which makes me happy. i thought it was pretty cool. good experience. and now i know what areas i need to work on. I’ll give a summary.
WJ III and Acheievement test
Verbal Ability 136
Thinking Ability 142
Cognitive Effeciency 92 <-(Indicator of AD/HD)
Processing speed 98
Phomenic Awareness 153
Working Memory 99
Verbal Comprehension 136
Visual Auditory Learning 115 <-(Indicator of AD/HD)
Sound Blending 137
Concept Forming 128
Incomplete words 174
Broad Reading 129
Broad Math 108
Broad Written Language 161
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I left out sub-sections cause the analysis report is like enormously long and confusing, so i just put the familiar self-explanatory and central major clusters in.
Gosh girls.
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
gosh
i need to tell you- i think you’re pretty sick for even entertaining the idea that I’d cheat on my girlfriend- and i think you’re really sick for actually trying to get me to do it. I would never cheat. Not with someone i care about and especially not with someone who cares about me as much as Ariel does. i almost laugh when i think about it. sometimes i think you’ve got it together and it looks real attractive. other times i think deep inside you’re the same girl i decided to stop talking to years ago. confused and confused. i thought you grew up but gosh i was wrong. maybe you still need to grow up and i need to give you a few more years. maybe its not about growing up- maybe its just the way you are and not any amount of time can change that. its sad to watch the people you love or once loved fail to surprise you with behavior not suitable for someone with so much positive potential.
9:45 AM
found this and thought it good
As we grow up we learn that the one person that wasnt supposed to let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once, and its harder every time. You’ll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You’ll fight with your best friend and lose friends you thought you would always have. You’ll blame a new love for things an old one did. You’ll cry because time is passing so fast, and you’ll eventually lose somebody you’d never think you could live without, so laugh too much and love like you’ve never been hurt because for every minute you spend angry you lose 60 seconds of happiness you’ll never get back.
life
What if you have a disease- what if that disease caused excruciating pain, pain so deep that if you let it it could potentially take the will to live from your fingers leaving you to contemplate the posibility of death? What if you were wanted to overcome it with your heart and your will. You refused all other treatments because you knew that in the end, if you let it run its course, it would make you a stronger person. Would that make you mad? What if that disease was love?
Smoking Makes you stupid
Smoking: Not Smart
According to research findings released in 2004, smokers and former smokers did not perform as well on tests as nonsmokers. Four hundred sixty-five subjects had taken a test that measured cognitive ability in 1947 at age 11. They took the test again between 2000 and 2004. Based on the results, smoking appeared to cause a one percent drop in cognitive function. A possible explanation for this correlation is that smoking-related lung damage caused less oxygen to reach people’s brains.
Lifting
The iron never lies to you. You can walk outside and hear all kinds of talk, get told you’re a god or a total bastard. The iron will always kick you the real deal. The iron is the great reference point, the all-knowing perspective giver. Always there like a beacon in the pitch black. I have found iron to be my greatest friend.It never freaks out on me, never runs. Friends may come and go. But two hundred pounds is always two hundred pounds.
-Henry Rollins
Test taking
I’m going to the doctors today. They’re administering me an IQ test. more specifically the woodcock johnson cognitive achievement test. they wanna see if there’s potential im not living up. I’m applying to this college and its a requirement.im well rested.
Mental Disorders
For all of you that think you have a “chemical imbalance” here’s some interesting evidence and articles providing some insight to your inaccurate claims.
http://psychtruth.googlepages.com/refrences
It’s a weak mind, or a ignorant mind that fails to overcome such ‘disorders’. not a chemical imbalance. if your thoughts caused any kind of imbalance, dont you think your thoughts can get you out? given enough mental exertion is exhibited ofcourse. then again that may be asking far too much from a person. to think. one of man’s most challenging obstacles. where is the desire to want more from this life? why do we crumble so easily? why are the standards set so low for oneself? i think a lack of creative vision- more specifically a lack of God since he’s the inspiration for all things- that prevents people from reaching their full potential. where is the hope? where does the world put its faith? its SAD to think that people rely souly on eachother and themselves for lifes answers and the answers to the universe. no wonder we drug ourselves with simple pleasures and addictions of the mind.. prescribed, or self medicated, or just consistently entertained, we’re pathetically engrossed in keeping ourselves preoccupied from thought. it breaks my heart.
THINK.
in question
as i approach the obstacles that seemed so large and luminous in the distance before my journey, i begin to ask myself ‘were they were indeed as large as i once had imagined?’
I’m in question as to whether the obstacles get smaller as i gain confidence to walk up and overcome them and challenge them, or i grow bigger by believing in my self and acquiring the knowledge it takes for a better understanding as i continually wrap my ever expanding mind around more ideas and concepts. Either way no problem is as ever as big as it looks and seems. The only reason one would avoid facing a problem or challenege is fear. False Evidence Appearing Real. Fear is a Disease of the Mind and developement. To eliminate Fear, truth must be revealed and more importantly understood to allow a foundation for progress.
” A Loving Doe, a graceful deer- may her breasts satisfy you always, may you ever be captivated by her love”
– Proverbs 5:19 (The Holy Bible)
” Be very careful, then, how you live-not as unwise but as wise, making the most of every opportunity, because the days are evil”
-Ephesians 5:15-16 (Holy Bible)
“Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength”
-Mark 12:30 (Holy Bible)
“Intellectual Passion drives out Sensuality”
-Leonardo Da Vinci
“A Problem can’t be solved with the same thinking that created it”
-Albert Einstein
“Do or Do Not. There is no ‘Try'”
-Yoda
“There are people who appear to think only with the brain… While others think with all the body and all the soul, with the blood, with the marrow of the bones, with the heart, with the lungs, with the belly, with the life”
“What we fear is not death. What we fear is that we have wasted life. In our darkest moments we are afraid that our highest calling will go unanswered.”
-Garret LoPorto
“Genius begins great works; labor alone finishes them”
-Joseph Joubert
” I searched the Internet looking for answers… I found none. I searched my heart… and found many”
-Garret LoPorto
“There are no problems-only solutions”
-John Lennon
“Why does the eye see a thing more clearly in dreams than the imagination when awake?”
-Leonardo Da Vinci
“God allows us to experience the low points of life in order to teach us lessons we could not learn in any other way. The way we learn those lessons is not to deny the feelings but to find the meanings underlying them”
-Stanley Lindquist
“Oh Screw It. Let’s Do It!”
-Richard Branson
“Your Time Will Come”
-Iron Maiden
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Favorite Quotes:
“The american of Boston had built themselves a Carthage, a land stuffed with money but void of culture, destined to vanish without a trace of existence. What had Plato said of the citizens of Agrigentum? These people build as if they were immortal and eat as if they were to die instantly.” – The Dante Club
“Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass.” – Desiderata
“You are a child of the Universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the Universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.” – Desiderata
If you love me then Thank you!
If you hate me then fuck you!
Love me or hate me, its still an obsession.
Love me or hate me, that is the question.
If you love me then Thank you!
If you hate me then fuck you!
-Lady Sovereign, Love Me or Hate Me
My testimony rough draft
My Testimony Rough Draft
Rough Draft:
I recently acquired my high school diploma after failing my senior year of high school a year and a half ago. I was diagnosed with ADHD in the first grade. I was medicated and got by successfully with A’s, B’s and an occasional C until the seventh grade. My parents grew increasingly concerned with their son being medicated and they thought it best that I learn how to cope without medication. I barely succeeded in passing the first quarter, although I put a lot of effort into getting by. I became frustrated with myself and my grades slowly dropped into C’s and D’s. My father graduated from the United States Naval Academy with a bachelors’ in Aerospace engineering. He was diagnosed with ADHD the year I was tested. He got by without medication and thought that I was just as capable. He was intolerant and disappointed when my behavior led to detentions week after week for calling out, talking, coming unprepared or some other behavior not suitable for classroom learning. My academics slipped into the realm of disgraceful. ‘You’ll be flipping burgers at this rate. You’re not even trying. You’re so smart all you need to do is try a little.’ I was incredibly frustrated with myself. I’m a failure. I’m a mess-up. My brain doesn’t work right. I’d given up trying to do homework. It was impossible. My brain would blank. I could sit there for hours staring at the paper accomplishing little more than putting my name at the top. My frustrations led to emotional discontent and eventually depression and self-mutilation. I’d given up. I thought that I was a failure and eventually entertained the real possibility of suicide. My detentions added up to suspensions which were leading to the real possibility of expulsion. My best friend and I confided in each other our self disappointment. We struggled similarly at home and in the classroom. Suspension after suspension-he was also pending the real possibility of expulsion. We made a pact that if either of us were to be expelled we would kill ourselves. In May I was suspended for the final time and was pending an expulsion. “I’ll let you know what does gonna happen. If you don’t hear from me I’m going to hang myself.” I told him as I waved goodbye in the parking lot. My father was in China for business. Hearing the news my mother was frantic and devastated. She went to the school dean and relentlessly pleaded that I be allowed to finish up the year. They left it up to the teachers to vote. Unanimously they voted for me to finish up the last month. Excited that my educational future wasn’t over due to this expulsion I phoned him immediately upon hearing the news. His mother picked up. She wasn’t a fan of our friendship. We brought each other down.
“Is Joe there?”
“I don’t know where he is. I’ll tell him you called.”
I wasn’t good for him.
The next day an early morning phone call caused awkward vibes throughout the house. My mother sent everyone off to school but me. She sat me down and informed me that my best friend had died last night. He had hung himself. I immediately broke down and lost all hope. I was plagued depression. My parents transferred me to a public school to finish up the year. That summer I was hospitalized for severe depression and medicated with antidepressants. They resumed ADHD medication and I passed eighth grade doing the minimum to get by. I was more about looking to fit in than exploring any of my passions and interests. I was still frustrated with my mind and the lack of control I seemed to have over it, but being medicated made things easier despite. The anxiety the medication gave me proved to a struggle in deciding whether it offered more positives than negatives. My freshman year of high school looked to offer a new start. The first month I was hyper-focused and on top of my studies. I wanted to succeed and do well. I wanted to go to college and prove to everyone that I am intelligent and capable of being brilliant. I talked with my advisor and worked out that I take all honors classes. I applied for all the schools clubs such as the Key club and SADD. I successfully ran for student council and class president. I was even chosen to represent the Liaison Committee and the schools first Renaissance Program as freshman representative. In Addition I played junior varsity soccer and excelled in swimming for the varsity team. I still struggled in school academically and achieved mediocre grades despite my potential. I found it nearly impossible to do homework. My parents thought public school offered too many negative influences and distractions that were hindering me. My father knew the importance of a structured environment. I tested into the all boys military boarding school Valley Forge Military Academy and after meeting with the swim team coach was accepted and enrolled my sophomore year. They required that I be removed from my antidepressants upon arrival and was to be eventually removed from my ADHD medication after I was accustomed to the structure. I did very well my first semester. A week before my midterms I was removed from my ADHD medication. I lost my mind. I could not study. I could not sit still. I wanted to bang my head against the wall the entire week. I could not memorize. I felt like my mind stopped working. I took the midterm and got D’s and C’s with the help and forgiveness of my teachers. The next semester I struggled heavily to pass with C’s. The structure and regimen kept me afloat where I would’ve otherwise drowned. I opted that I be put back in public school with the notions that the academics of that school were for a different type of person. My junior year I attended public school once more without medication. I big step down from VFMA, and I had the pleasure of skating through the first semester, just passing by. A close childhood friend, with whom I grew up with and still went to school with, committed suicide that December, causing me to lose all focus in my endeavors and academics. This catapulted me into a spiral of depression once more. My academics dropped into D’s and F’s and I became increasingly depressed and unsatisfied with myself. I felt that I was not going to amount to anything. I was hospitalized and dropped out of school February my junior year due to severe depression and suicidal ideations. I returned home that May and was tutored at home in all classes but English to catch up where I had missed. I had the potential. They passed me. I moved to Florida my senior year. I moved from a small quite suburban town in New Jersey with class sized of a hundred students to a metropolis in Palm Beach Florida with class sizes of eight hundred or more. My class schedule still reflected that of a successful high school student. I was in Calculus AB, AP Biology, Anatomy and Physiology Honors, English Honors IV, English Honors III, Jazz Band and Economics. I decided to not due sports for fear of not being able to focus on academics- and chose to abandon swimming, the sport in which I excelled in and competed in at state levels. Try as I might I could no longer skate by. I had gone throughout high school purely on the ability to do what I had to do to get by, and the forgiveness my teachers offered due to the potential they knew I had. I started ADHD medication once more with the hope that I just had one more year to go. I continued self-medication to escape from the mounting pressures through substance abuse. My parents knew this and refused to see me take drugs on top of drugs. They decided to strip me of any crutch that would help me. The academic pressures mounted exponentially as the first few months of school progressed and new material was presented. I slowly was forced to drop unnecessary classes one by one starting with Calculus, then AP Biology, and eventually downgrading to Standard English III. This allowed me to focus on the core classes needed for graduation. School made me bored. No matter how hard I tried I felt that it was nearly impossible to juggle the remaining classes. I failed maintain focus, to turn papers in, to stay awake in class, to read books, despite the stifled overwhelming desire I had inside myself to succeed, to learn, to understand and acquire knowledge. I wanted to go to college. I wanted to study great things. I reached a point where graduating high school was the highest goal I set for myself. That soon vanished and I gave up entirely going to classes. I did drugs and hung out with friends instead. My teachers were alarmed and they saw me slip into frustration. I promised myself never to be depressed again, not to let it get to me, just not to care at all. So that’s what I did. I stopped caring and eventually I failed out. I was kicked out of my house by May and binged on drugs due to disappointment. Homeless, I wandered from house to house getting high and wondering what was left of me. I hit bottom soon thereafter. I got in touch with my parents. They offered the only way I come home is if I enroll into a drug rehabilitation program. I saw my life crumbling all around me and my future was dark and dismal. The last thing I wanted was hospitalization and therapy, something I’d gone to multiple times in my past. I made a promise to myself and to my parents to never to return to drugs as an outlet for my frustrations and disappointments. I stopped drugs and severed myself from the old life I lived. I got a job and made new friends. No diploma and no hopes of going to college I drifted the next few months partying and getting by. I entertained the idea of being a personal fitness trainer as a career since I was a guru into health and wellness since the middle school. I no longer used drugs to escape, but rather as a periodic social entry. I partied, stayed out late and lucratively spend my money. My parents wanted nothing to do with supporting this behavior. I wasn’t like my parents. I was different in my eyes. I wasn’t that person they always thought I could be. I didn’t care what they thought about me. I am who I am. Love me or hate me. I was kicked out of my house on New Years due to this behavior. The next three months I lived with a close friend free of charge. I continued to party it up and live life to the fullest. All I had was a job serving tables with my friend. No car, no money and no education. I felt pathetic for living with a friend in his house, a free room and a free ride to work. How did I ever get here? How do I ever get myself out of this situation? The realizations of life left me feeling challenged and helpless. The mounting guilt caused me to search deep inside myself. My mother gave me a book for Valentines Day that year titled “As a Man Thinketh” by James Allen. I read is with an open heart and an open mind. I was struck deeply. ‘Your thoughts birth your actions; your actions birth your circumstances.’ I looked at my circumstances and realized I could not blame anyone else. I needed to put faith into myself and think of things that will put me in a place where I could succeed. I worked with myself and my conceived ideas I had about my parents. I realized I could be where I wanted to be without them. I still had no idea where I was going. My interest and passions were as deep as they were wide, but I knew that the easiest way to find my calling was with my parents support. I moved home and promised to follow their rules no matter what I thought about it. I began reading and searching for more books that provided some insight on personal development much like “As a Man Thinketh” had done. Slowly through much perseverance and determination I gained a renewed faith in myself. I read books from authors such as John Maxwell, Stephen Convey, Michael Hall, Dale Carnegie, Vincent Normal Peale, Claude Bristol and Anthony Robbins. I had realizations and revelations regarding concepts such as ‘self-sacrifice’ and ‘failing does not make you a failure, rather each failure is a stepping stone to success.’ Self discipline became a close friend of mine. I know I can do whatever I put my mind to. Eliminate distractions, put myself around those who are going the direction I want to go, and keep my mind on the prize. Graduating High school was my first objective. I made my mind up that education was not a bad thing and with a renewed sense of sense of self worth and faith in my abilities, I wanted to use college as a tool to help educate me and further my understanding in whatever field I chose. I went my old guidance counselor and explained that I would do whatever it took in order to graduate high school. Despite poor class attendance and my poor grades I managed to pass all my classes for the year with the exception of American Government, a half a year class that I failed due to poor attendance. I enrolled in the High schools adult education program and successfully passed American Government with an A and finally earning my High School Diploma. I’m currently looking forward to attending a college that will offer me the best tools needed for further personal success.
Very Interesting
this is interesting:
ADD
My focus seems to be intermittently interrupted on an all to usual basis. This makes for constant, extremely frustrating, efforts of redirection. I would say that I’m plagued for the worst with a heavy millstone. Most would identify with the terminological acronym ADD, although I’d like to stray from this commonly coined, and all too misinterpreted term and say “overly interested”…in all things. It causes me to lose the most valuable thing a man has in his arsenal of defenses against life. His focus. I all to often lose touch with priorities, and the things that matter most in the personal development and achievement over my difficulties and goals. Once a worthy, noble, focus has been achieved the efforts to sustain and maintain the focus are comparable to keeping a match lit in a rainstorm. A massive array of distractions bombard and catch my attention, leaving me with little knowledge of the state of the priorities on hand. Unfortunately I stray in another direction and unknowingly I begin to lose a sense of where I’m at and why I’m doing what I’m doing. I question the habits i made for myself and slip into a confused analytical approach on life. Without my focus I’m lost. I’m in a dark room fumbling around. What I’ve realized though, is that I’ll never give up looking for the light switch.
Tyler
“I reject the basic assumptions of civilization, especially the importance of material possessions.”
“God damn it, an entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don’t need. We’re the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War’s a spiritual war… our Great Depression is our lives. We’ve all been raised on television to believe that one day we’d all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won’t. And we’re slowly learning that fact. And we’re very, very pissed off.”
“Disaster is a natural part of my evolution,” Tyler whispered, “toward tragedy and dissolution.” “I’m breaking my attachment to physical power and possessions,” Tyler whispered, “because only through destroying myself can I discover the greater power of my spirit.”
Sometimes you do something, and you get screwed. Sometimes it’s the things you don’t do, and you get screwed.
“Sticking feathers up your butt,” Tyler says, “does not make you a chicken.”
“In the world I see – you are stalking elk through the damp canyon forests around the ruins of Rockefeller Center. You’ll wear leather clothes that will last you the rest of your life. You’ll climb the wrist-thick kudzu vines that wrap the Sears Tower. And when you look down, you’ll see tiny figures pounding corn, laying strips of venison on the empty car pool lane of some abandoned superhighway.”
“Getting fired,” Tyler says, “is the best thing that could happen to any of us. That way, we’d quit treading water and do something with our lives.”
“A gun,” Tyler said, “is simple and perfect.” “The trigger,” Tyler said, “frees the hammer, and the hammer strikes the powder. The explosion blast a metal slug off the open end of the shell and the barrel of the gun focuses the exploding powder and the rocketing slug,” Tyler said, “like a man out of a cannon, like a missile out of a silo, like your jism, in one direction.”
“For thousands of years, human beings had screwed up and trashed and crapped on this planet, and now history expected me to clean up after everyone. I have to wash out and flatten my soup cans. And account for every drop of used motor oil. And I have to foot the bill for nuclear waste and buried gasoline tanks and landfilled toxic sludge dumped a generation before I was born.
I wanted to breath smoke. I wanted to burn the Lourve. I’d do the Elgin Marbles with a sledge-hammer and wipe my ass with the Mona Lisa. This is my world, now.
Only after disaster can we be resurrected. “It’s only after you’ve lost everything, that you’re free to do anything.” – Tyler Durdan, Fight Club by Chuck Palahnuik
climb
i want to climb outta my skin. Ive got this desire to just crawl outta myself. tear off the dregs. What do people look to prove? what the hell do i look to prove? are we all confused. i know we decide what we want for ourselves. Thats the beautiful thing of being this creature called human. The power of free choice. we’re given so many damn choices how the hell does anyone get anywhere. we run in circles. i dunno. i know what i dont want and as long as i avoid that and anything that reminds me of that ill find what it is i want. and maybe happiness along the way.
beat
“If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer.”- Thoreau
On the way to achieving the many endeavors we set out for ourselves, there are many destinations . There are even more paths to take you and guide your steps. One might consider his path the most efficient way of travel, but only until you’ve walked the path of another man can you make that judgement.
intellect
i love people who think they know things. I can be one of those people. I am often times. but i love seeing people talk about how much they know things. how certain they are of things. its funny. Its awesome cause it reminds me of how god-aweful i sound. The God’s honest truth is, the more i know, the absolute more i know i DONT know shit. and i think when this happens to people… they become proud of thier realization that they unlocked more secrets than the next man, instead of humbly accepting that there is no amount of knowledge and intellect he could possibly retain to grasp it all, not even in a specific field. know what im sayin? Intellect. here’s a quote from emerson that i found while reading earlier:
“In the fog of good and evil affections it is hard for man to walk foward in a straight line. Intellect is void of affection and sees an object as it stands in the light of science, cool and disengaged. The intellect goes out of the individual, floats over its own personality, and regards it as a fact and not as I and mine. He who is immersed in what concerns person or place cannot see the problem of exisitence. That is why intellect always ponders. Nature shows all things formed and bound. The intellect pierces the form and overleaps the wall, detects intrinsic likeness between remote things and reduces all things into a few principles.”
im not saying it relates to what i was saying but I found that to be enlightening none the less and thought it ought to be shared.
glossy children
Europe
Im going to Europe, March 1st through the 13th.
Doubt.
My doubt. i hate it. i hate everything about it. I want it circumsized. I want it cut out. The only doubt i want to remain is that of the impossible. I will not acknowledge it.
doubt
My doubt. i hate it. i hate everything about it. I want it circumsized. I want it cut out. The only doubt i want to remain is that of the impossible. I will not acknowledge it.
“Watch your thoughts, for they become words.
Watch your words, for they become actions.
Watch your actions, for they become habits.
Watch your habits, for they become character.
Watch your character, for it becomes your destiny.”
“Whatever course you decide upon, there is always someone to tell you that you are wrong. There are always difficulties arising which tempt you to believe that your critics are right. To map out a course of action and follow it to an end requires courage.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson
clouds
I just woke. My eyes are crusty. I’d fallen asleep early last night. I left the lights on as I nodded into my dreams. i woke up several times throughout the night and didn’t bother to turn them off. I need to appreciate more of the things around me. I feel a bit congested. The cloud cover hangs low today. Its slowly creeping overhead. The last bit of virgin blue sky is being sodomized by the tentacles of moisture. I’m not worried though. The sun will shine again.