A Tribute

two roads diverged in a yellow wood
and sorry i could not travel both
and yet be one traveler, long I stood.
and looked down one as far as I could to where it bent
with the undergrowth

and took the other, just as fair
and perhaps having the better claim
because it was grassy and wanted wear.

then thought to myself, "this road is pretty lame"
that's when i learned to fly.

"You Can't Take it With You"- Grandpa

Where does the fun come in? Don't you think there ought to be something more? You must have wanted more than that when you started out. We haven't much time, you know- any of us.

I have a lot of fun. Don't see anybody I don't want to , don't have six hours of things I have to do before I get one hour to do what I like in.

I used to get down to that office nine o'clock sharp no matter how I felt. Lay awake nights for fear I wouldn't get that contract. Used to worry about the world, too. Got all worked up about whether Cleveland or Blaine was going to be elected president- seemed awful important at the time, but who cares now? What I'm trying to say is that I've had thirty-five years that nobody can take away from me, no matter what they do to the world. See?

Oops I did it Again...

some how i have grown up using words that are found in the english language however i have not yet mastered it. quite often semantics complicate my ability to communicate. quite often i have to remind myself to think before i speak but sometimes i don't.

although you can correct yourself and say no no no i meant to say blah blah blah it is impossible to delete an idea from the mind of one who misinterprets your thoughts.

i say that to say, I am an extremely prejudice person.

now when you hear that negative thought start streaming through ones mind but please allow me to explain myself. whenever i am approached by anything a person, a place, a work of art, I begin to judge it and formulate opinions about it. to some extent we all do. this is what creates desire or interest. you see a person and you think they seem like a great person, of course you don't know, but you approach them openly and try to find out more about them and as you gather information you develop your opinions or prejudgements of them. you may start to feel that they have lude intentions, are not intelligent, that you two are not compatible or you might find them intriguing, thought provoking, perhaps someone you could love completely. even before there has been enough time to validate these opinions they cross your mind and with time you work towards achieving the most positive relationship. likewise when there is an initial negative prejudice i precede with caution i realize that my prejudgement may be wrong and allow if not encourage others to prove so. however, my goal in interacting with others is still to achieve the most positive relationship possible and some people are just not compatible or only compatible on certain levels and with them it's best to not cross the line into negative territory.

Now when i say i am forming prejudice opinions of people you must understand that my prejudice opinions are not formed based on non-character related things such as age, race religion, sex, sexuality or any other thing that doesn't really matter but instead on peoples opinions on subjects and things like how a person carries themselves, how they interact with people around them, and just the overall "vibe" you get from a person. if someone is a vegetarian member of PETA who is against the killing of bugs they're probably not going to be the favorite guest at the pig roast. now i also have to admit that sometimes i have judged a person based on vain things such as how a person chooses to dress and how they style their hair, but sometimes those things can say a lot about a person. i don't think i'm wrong in doing so.

in many ways i think this is completely normal but sometimes i'm not so sure.

I AM...

i'm not quite sure if there is a blog culture or how it operates but i have began a symbiotic relationship with reading other blogs and allowing them to inspire new writings. i could really care less if anyone is offended but if you are. oh well

i am.....

often inspired rarely influenced

sympathetic to the uninspired easily influenced

hopeful that the uninspired easily influenced will latch on to my ideologies

an inspiration in literature, music, fashion, art, dance and theater

intentionally culturally retarded: i know very little about literature, music, fashion, art, dance theater, or media and the "social norms" it creates

a dreamer

a simple mind with complex thoughts

brilliant

unlearned; still searching for more truths for a greater understanding of the world and how human beings work/don't work

fascinated on how the majorities opinions are formed and how they can be informed

a teacher and student not a preacher (anymore/ for now)

certain that my ideologies are right because i have listened to others, many others, and joined them in the dissection of my way of life and left only with a stronger confidence of its validity

living in a time and place most have never experienced or acknowledged

the creator of my own reality

not rebellious for the sake of rebellion

confident in my beliefs to the extent that i am willing to rebel against those that are not willing to conform to them or at least give them the respect they deserve

an exhibitionist

an individual; unlike any other individual

willing to do anything once (although i don't know much more i could do and get away with)

just barely balancing on the line between genius and insanity

completely open-minded (judge not lest ye be judged)

sympathetic to all living things, however every now and then i get hungry or need a new pair of shoes, what am i supposed to do?

romantically confused: are all boys as dumb as most seem?

not nearly as intellegent or interesting in this blog as i am in real life

happy