Hermitians + MARRs = Her-MARR-tians

Why do all of life's events come in packets?

It seems there's never really a consistency in how life goes. It's either everything at once, or total boredom for weeks on end. I feel like there's some kind of sick macroscopic version of the quantum theory playing out in my life, where all of life's "energy levels" are quantized, and I can't seem to find the steady rate. What were to happen if we just totally missed one of those periods, one of the up-times? Would our lives be changed forever if we weren't in 10 places at once? It seems like everyone either wants you around, or doesn't want to see your face. Either way, you're left wondering what the heck's going on, and why you're the one that gets abused by life's consistently awkward number of ups and downs. i wonder what happens to those people that can't handle the packets, the constant shift of pace and time. maybe that's where mental disorders come in.

lost for words

today it seems harder to write something. maybe i've gotten over that initial rush of emotion over writing a blog. or maybe i'm just a bit braindead today. i think i'm a bit worn out from work.

haha it's funny, i just thought of using one of those horribly cliche topics like scooters, or bus terminals. and then i thought, hm, i talked to my parents today, maybe i'll talk about that. and then for some reason, i looked over at my guitar and realized passions is a good place to think.

so passions. why do people even have passions? why do people get hooked on one thing? do they feel that it's necessary in society, or maybe that they remember something from their childhood and it makes them feel secure to relate to that again? maybe both, or maybe more than that. whatever the case i think passions are a great thing. they focus your energy, kind of like entropy being gathered together. i like focussing on things personally, and yet, i like focussing on all different things at once, so maybe passions are hard to come to. like music, or reading, or science, or technology, or business. but those are such broad passions. some days i wish i could define myself some specific passions and actually build them into realities. like say, becoming a master breadmaker, not that i'd want to do that. haha, maybe a lawnchair designer. i guess it's really up to creativity.

tomorrow i feel like i'll have something else to write about. it's amazing how there's always something. sometimes, like today, something out of nothing.

different names for the same thing

two topics today.

why do people get all bent out of shape over the smallest things? like calling something one thing, but being told "oh no, that's not right, ___ is better". but language is just a form of communication isn't it? honestly, what difference does it make whether we say a cow is a cow, or a dog even, as long as people know what we're talking about. but i guess these standards are set ahead of time, or something. language is made, and then followed. just like so many other things in life. people like rules. or maybe being ruled and controlled?

wouldn't it be amazing to see people across the world. I watched a video a while ago, brought out by Microsoft, of course, in which they depicted the future about 15 years from now. It wasn't one of those ridiculous videos where they show people flying around in space shuttles and living on different planets. they were talking about communications. and they showed children learning in classrooms where the walls were transparent screens in which they could see across the world to a different classroom, and interact with students from the U.S. to India. Things like taht are profound. back to what i said before, ideas are brilliant things. I would love for my children to meet other children across the world like that. language barriers would be channels for knowledge and discussion and unity in understanding. but then i thought, maybe people will consciously build up more biases when they see these things too young, only catching a glimpse of the other world. hah, maybe these things can wait.

speaking of communication, i love music too. maybe i'll talk about that next time.

The beatles or the rolling stones

so i figured i'd start out with a random musical quote, since that clearly seems to be all the rage now-a-days. humans are weird creatures, but life is awesome like that. what makes one person better than another? nothing really. people fret and worry about life, but why bother? you only have one anyway* so might as well live it to the max. so why do we not? what makes us want to just lie around, or just be complacent with our lifestyles, and revel in the idea of comfort. uncomfortable events are the most meaningful, i've found. people always like to stay away from shocks or confrontation, but what makes them? i mean, really deeply? is it their upbringing? i think that probably has alot to do with it. or maybe just their brain chemistry f*cking up with their emotions and their ideas. Ideas are a brilliant thing - even the word sounds fantastic. so how do people relate without ideas? with being so comfortable being far away, unreachable. and if you think you're one of those people who like to be social, socialites, i would say no you're not; those people don't exist. everyone enjoys complacency, and taking as little effort with things as possible.

i guess that's the point of this blog. to stretch mentally a bit, and let it all hang out. hahaha what a horribly awkward statement. who came up with the word blog anyway?

more to come.


*even if you believe in reincarnation, the memories are still lost. who wants to think about their next life as an ant anyway?