My Ramblings...
Monday, 19 October 2009
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truth be told.
damn. last update more than 4 months ago?!
anyways! it's 1:46 AM, i have 2 essays due, 4 journal entries due, 1 midterm, and 1 practicum all coming up this week. and look what happened, im on xanga, woot! hooray for the things procrastination makes convenient!
what's been on my mind lately... hmmm.
let's see, let's talk about the truth.
as in, what makes a statement true? is it because of the person who said it, or the book it comes from, or from the supporting evidence that creates a plausible idea?
well, in philosophy, we spent hours discussing this, and just like with all things in that damned class, all the ideas were neither proved or disproved. meaning... no real answers came from it, all we did was explore the thoughts of dead men that walked on this world.
honestly, we live in a world of speculations. we see something, and we speculate that what we see is the truth. but the thing is, when we see that event that we think is the truth, we have to be sober, alert, and wearing our prescription lenses (if needed). if not, whatever we see is the truth can end up being a myth, illusion, or some stupid story no one will believe.
so, what happens when two people who are in the same general area see the same thing and perceive it differently? in the end, who is credited with telling the truth? is it the more fanatical looking one, the more professional looking one, or is it the person who is retelling the story in a way that matches what everyone else wants to hear?
here's an example:
an old sea captain, his skipper, and a doctor are on a boat traveling across the pacific ocean. along the way to their destination, they see a large creature swim by them and come to the surface and dive back down. This event happens long enough for each person to have a good look at the creature. the thing was, the captain was wide awake and was seeing the creature through a small telescope. the skipper was seeing it through his telescope, but he was drunk, and the doctor was looking through a port hole with his prescription glasses off.
once at port, they decide to go to a bar and talk about what happened on their voyage. in the bar, theyre greeted by old friends who have been talking about sea monsters and various myths about the creatures of the sea. when the trio was asked if they saw anything interesting, each person said the following:
the old captain then says, in a calm voice, that all they saw was a whale surfacing to catch a breath of fresh air.
the skipper follows the captain and exclaims that they encountered a mermaid swimming up to the surface, and swimming back down after it got frightened by the crew.
the doctor then adds his version of the story; he talks about how they saw a large 3 headed monster surface and dive back into the deep.
so in that bar, who is telling the truth?
the calm captain telling a rather conservative story?
the frantic skipper telling his account?
or was it the doctor who told his side of the story that just happened to agree with what the crowd was expecting?
well, when you have the majority on your side, it's quite impossible not to create a myth, or even an observation that can be the grounds for a scientific hypothesis.
anyways!
what is the truth in our lives? hopefully its not the things we just want to hear...
END!
Tuesday, 16 June 2009
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biblical ethical updates?
so there was a scene in the Simpsons movie when grandpa simpson was having a spiritual moment speaking in tongues and such.
panicked, Lisa asks Homer to do something...
Homer picks up a bible, flips through it really fast and exclaims:
"This book doesnt have any answers!"
anyways!
so for a few thousand years, Jews have had the Torah and as time past by, a guy named Jesus came around.
Jesus gave it a major update and fulfilled some prophesies, but old school Jews stayed devout to their practice, and the reformed Jews became known as Christians.
A little while later, Muhammad came around for another update and he fulfilled some prophesies as well, but, he disregarded some stuff Jesus did and some old Jewish traditions.
Again, devout believers in Christ remained, old school Jews were still around, and Islam became the new controversial update.
now... as time passed by, Christians/Muslims/Jews all split a part into smaller subdivisions...
Christians had the whole Orthodox/Catholic split,
and Catholics had other splits within it and stuff
I'm pretty sure Jews and Muslims had similar splits... but I'm not that familiar with them O.o
anyways!
the only thing that remained constant in the realm of religion is a constant splitting from the orthodox and oldschool to the newschool and rather more liberal groups.
so... what's happening now?
let's go back to the Simpsons scene... maybe one reason the Bible has no answers is because that there are too many freakin interpretations of it.
Each interpretation is as valid as the last as long as it has some contextual proof from the bible to support it, right? and each generation is left disagreeing with the new interpretations... and more importantly, each new generation is left with the task of deciding which new interpretations of the bible should be accepted and rejected.
a few hundred years ago, mankind had to decide on new updating views on Catholicism... Lutherans, Presbyterians, Methodists, etc. came to life because of it.
now... i think it's another point in mankind's time where new lines are drawn...
Christian views on Gay marriage?
Catholic Priests allowed to get married?
Catholics allowing ordinations of women?
maybe it's time for another split within the realm of Christianity?
maybe it's just a small arguement?
never the less, Christians on both sides of all the present issues rush to find lines from the Bible that support their claim. and what's happening? there's equally legitimate parts of the bible that support all sides... why?
IT'S MORE THAN A THOUSAND YEARS OLD
It's been written during times that could not have expected all of humanity's ethical dilemmas.
anyways...
i think it's interesting to see conservatives and liberal interpretations of the same thing occuring over and over throughout history. I think it's interesting to see that the future will be influenced by an evergrowing view on the same thing.
maybe it's this disagreement that makes faith so strong...
well, i think faith makes it possible for anyone to find support from any source to support their perspective...
never the less! i'm just wondering when the new update on the Bible is going to come... to make it more specific perhaps?
but yea... there's always a point of view that says the only point of life is to test our souls and to see if we make enough right decisions to make it to heaven. right?
anyone agree to disagree?
Saturday, 04 April 2009
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conspiracy?
i'm not one to be a hippie protester... or one to ditch school to attend some political gathering of some sort...
but yea... some things are getting really fishy these days...- I believe that banking institutions are more dangerous to our liberties than standing armies. If the American people ever allow private banks to control the issue of their currency, first by inflation, then by deflation, the banks and corporations that will grow up around [the banks] will deprive the people of all property until their children wake-up homeless on the continent their fathers conquered. The issuing power should be taken from the banks and restored to the people, to whom it properly belongs.
one weird thing is... the federal reserve isn't run by the federal government; it's a privately-ran and operated institution outside any control of our government...
well in more technical terms... the federal reserve is a bank ran by 3 things:
1) someone appointed by the president... in our case a buddy of obama's
2) a 12 man committee comprised of lobbyists and presidents/ceo's of various smaller banks
3) 12 privately owned banks spread out across the country.
so... in this case... the federal reserve is mostly comprised of special interests of sorts... and just one guy that's appointed by the president to keep things in check.
so... in this case... the federal reserve is completely comprised of people that have not been voted in by the general population... heck, i didn't even know this "federal bank" wasn't even a federal institution.
but yea... it's kinda weird that our country's currency and economy is solely dependent on wall street... which is technically a giant bank with bank accounts people can rent out stocks, and where a handful of people with a lot of money can get more stocks than the rest of the population...
so... in this case... wall street rules our economy, and the economy is what makes our country tick... and a small number of rich people control wall street through their heavy investments... so technically... a small number of people have power over the entire country...
the freaky thing is... just about all of the "heavy" investors are the CEO's/presidents of banks.
banks!
so!
banks = richer than everyone = can control wall street = makes our country tick...
uh oh!
jefferson, help!
Sunday, 14 December 2008
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its been over 2 months!
yey xanga!
its december! that means... it's almost 1.5 years of me and judy... and CHRISTMAS... and finals.
har har har.
bla. anyways!
i dont usually go onto xanga unless something's bothering me.
this time... i want to complain about "internal conflicts".
i've heard it one time too many i guess...
i was with my cousins/their friends a couple nights ago and we were going to go eat in china town... but one one of them went into hermit mode and wouldnt come out of his room. we asked him to come, but he said he didnt want to because of "internal conflicts". it seemed like he wasnt just in the mood, but he clarified it by saying that something inside is keeping him from going.
geez.
at the time i got ticked for some reason, but i never got around to do anything about it. o well.
but c'mon, wtf are "internal conflicts"?!?! and why the heck would something inside you keep you from doing anything?! granted, if someone dies that's close to you, then yea, it's understandable. but besides that, why the hell not?! this isnt dealing with people that just "don't feel like it", but it applies to people who really can't get themselves to do something because of an inner voice wailing for and consuming attention.
in my opinion, "internal conflicts" are just signs of a weak person. the only thing that i can come up with on this is that they are people who are too weak to actually do anything about what's tearing themselves up inside. looking at it this way, having an "internal conflict" is nothing more than crying over spilled milk. right!?
why else would people padlock themselves down contemplating about things? why not just get themselves up on their feet, do something about it, and get it over with?
why else would people look at milk on the floor and cry about it? why not just get the damn paper towels out and wipe it off?
in conclusion, internal conflicts is just an advanced version of babies that dropped their bottle. grow up. face the music, and start conducting it yourself.
on a lighter note. MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!
Thursday, 02 October 2008
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prop 8.
gay marriage?
legalize it?
hmm...
i'm up for equality for all. i'm up for separation of church and state. but... when a religion is forced to change it's age old beliefs to support a declaration from the state... i'd have to say... no.
YES on proposition 8.
i have nothing against homosexuals... and nothing against the freedoms this government has given... but please... don't tamper with religion.
i would be a supported of proposition 8 if it did not make it possible for gay couples to sue religions over "god given rights".
God gave you a brain. use it anyway you want, except against Him and His people.
matrimony was invented by God. gay marriage... not so much in the bible.
far be it for me to wall up a wall between gay couples and profess their love for eachother as unholy, or unnatural. but when it comes to dealing with forcing a change on my religion, no.
i'm catholic... and because i am... i am very right winged with things like this. i'm christian, and the bible that i believe in doesnt give me enough proof to legitimize gay marriage.
it legitimizes love in all forms... but... the sacrament of marriage? sorry.
in the other hand... domestic partnership. that's a big thumbs up from me.
i'm just not up for supporting a proposition to redefine what the concept of marriage and matrimony is. why? the bible is what defines it... and it defines it as a link between a man and a woman. now... if we talk about outside the bible... gays might as well live with eachother. my religion has no control over them. but when there's a threat to change the things my religion invented... no.
no no no
sorry for being so close minded.
but.
i'm conservative on this one.
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lmao. thanks janna!
Saturday, 23 August 2008
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batman!!!!
black dwarf rabbit.
"birthday"- july 24, 2008
got him on august 22, 2008
named him BATMAN!!!!
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Sunday, 13 July 2008
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romanticism
life is hard...
sometimes when we enter a new part of our lives, it's like we get tossed out of the comfort of a car and we're forced to hit the ground running or rolling.
sometimes, there's just no choice in it. life gives us new situations we either have to adapt to or fail; it's black and white.
that's just a quick thought i needed to jot down before another one...
anyways!
i was sitting in my art history class, when my professor started to talk about Romanticism. he started with a question: what's a Romantic?
all the answers offered by my peers dealt with love. when i was asked to talk about what i think a Romantic is, i was caught between a doodle i was drawing and a subject that has been over talked about in dramas and theatre.
but i answered something like:
a romantic is someone that is in love and does things to win sensuality and to inspire an equal love with another person; the goal of a romantic was to make the other person as in love as he or she is to them. it's also someone who's head is filled with activities that would either incite or further any feelings of love between them and the person they like. it's like, when you and your dreams about being with someone, no matter how lame and corny it is, is forced out via activities and stuff.
i was proud of my answer, at first. but, the room was silent for an awkward couple of seconds.
tick
tock
crap, i said something cheesy. now the whole class thinks i'm some hopeless romantic that got a chance to say so publicly. i embarrassed myself in front of all these people. i'm sitting in the back row from now on, and i'm wearing a hood or a hat from now on.
then my professor nodded. and said, "ok, good! good good good good." he asked how many people thought the same way.
almost the entire class raised their hands.
phew.
at least i won't be seen as some psycho maverick.
my professor nodded again. "well", he said, "you're all wrong, rather, partly right".
phew.
i'm wrong, at least i won't be seen as a brainiac dealie.
my teacher went on and talked about how the first people that were called Romantics were artists who took art to the brink of right and wrong, and stayed there. they were people who did works of art that were "almost" wrong. works of art that were planted on the edge, and reaching over to the side of "wtf".
they were people that broke free from the rational, the logical, and order of things.
they were people who would prefer the power of emotions over logic.
they were people that were trying to make the irrationality of dreams into the rules of the real world.
i went to wikipedia and found this about romanticism: "it also attempted to embrace the exotic, unfamiliar and distant in modes more authentic than chinoiserie, harnessing the power of the imagination to envision and to escape."
today, romantics can be said to be dreamers of things that deal with courtship and love. dreamers who wish to apply their imagination into relationships.
so yea. i thought that was interesting. how one movement against logic can be narrowed to a description of someone who makes dreams to the realm of rationality especially in the field of love.
mhm mhm.
Monday, 09 June 2008
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hate.
maybe the few instances i feel hate within me is when people are never optimistic. "being optimistic just sets you up for a let down". i hate it when that response is given to me when i tell people not to have any pessimism about their future.
the cups in my world are always half full, and that makes me believe that filling it up to the brim would be easier than emptying it.
honestly, i think optimism does not set you up for failure, rather, it gives you hope.
c'mon, if there's no light in the end of the tunnel, then who would come out?
pessimism just makes people be used to failure and makes people come to accept failure as a more likely outcome in most situations.
WHY!?
just relax.
breath in.
breath out.
see the hope.
strive for the hope.
and next thing you know, something awesome will happen.
of course, i do not discount the possibility of failure over the horizon. failure is always a possibility, and honestly, pessimism may might as well be the act of aiming for failure. why aim for failure, when looking for the hope of success is a ready alternative?
bla.
maybe people grew accustomed to pessimism. maybe i grew accustomed to seeing the positive goals in situations and conflicts. maybe switching beliefs is too hard.
all i know is that, around me: please, please be optimistic, even when there is no visible way out.
if there's no visible way out, DO things that creates the way out. action, or just the attempt of action, can expose the cracks that in turn exposes the light.
"when luck closes the door on you, go in through a window".
anyways.
i just hate. HATE. pessimism.
RAWR.
Sunday, 18 May 2008
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quick entry.
i just think this jason mraz song is awesome.
"life is wonderful"
It takes a crane to build a crane
it takes two floors to make a story
it takes an egg to make a hen
it takes a hen to make an egg
there is no end to what I’m saying
It takes a thought to make a word
and it takes some words to make an action
it takes some work to make it work
it takes some good to make it hurt
it takes some bad for satisfaction
It takes a night to make it dawn
and it takes a day to make you yawn brother
it takes some old to make you young
it takes some cold to know the sun
it takes the one to have the other
And it takes no time to fall in love
but it takes you years to know what love is
and it takes some fears to make you trust
it takes those tears to make it rust
it takes the dust to have it polished (Yeah)
It takes some silence to make sound
and it takes a loss before you found it
and it takes a road to go nowhere
it takes a toll to make you care
it takes a hole to make a mountain
jason mraz is the man.
isn't awesome where we can't really comprehend anything without having anything to compare it to?
just like there's "control" groups in science experiments, we always need to compare the things we have to the things everyone else has to see if we have enough, too much, or too little.
i just think one of the last things that ties us to eachother is the feelings attributed to how much we lack in comparison to how much society tells us we should need.
it's food for thought.
Monday, 31 March 2008
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feeling poetic, i guess O.o
yey it's one of those pre-morning rants. i can't sleep, and i found myself here, in the arms of xanga, again.
anyways.
i feel like writing a little poem-thinger.
it's been a while.
but o well:
STOP!
just stop running from the angels in your life.
for every feather fluttering away on their backs is a reason to stop.
for every feather is a sign of hope.
stop running from the light, quit the descent away from reason.
for behind every angel chasing you is a word from a prayer.
for behind every angel is the illumination of hope.
stop the self inflictions of dread and content.
for every prayer for you is recited by voices in unison.
for every prayer is the last resort of love itself.
stop the resonance of anguish towards those who care.
for every ounce of love for you is a person at unrest.
for every ounce of love for you is a tear from eyes that are not yours.
just stop.
just grab a hand from the flailing flock of fingers awaiting their chance to help.
bla.
o well.
why did i write this?
nope, i am not in need of a hug or something right now.
it's just that everyone has those times when they just don't stop and look around for the help being offered to them.
it's nothing personal towards myself or anyone else, it's just something from my third person's perspective.
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