"Freedom will never belong to those who will not die for it."

Can't we have the freedom to find other ways to maintain liberty? Can we not simply stand up and shout our rights from the roof tops and hope that people not only hear us, but listen? How to make people not just look, but see? IF you think without understanding, are you really thinking at all? Are questions really more important than answers?

For the most part. You can ask good questions and people will be so blown away and they will not have good enough answers for you. People need to learn to admit when they are wrong. How is it that people can see something good in someone, perhaps on screen or through a book, and admire it, cherish it, and wish they could encounter more of it in their lives, and yet, when it is given to them, they dismiss it simply because it happens to be the force that is fighting against them? How can people acknowledge freedom and it's cause but crush it down when this freedom challenges what they believe. Can't they open their minds?? Our greatest fault is that we cannot see our own stupidity.

Current Mood: predatory

Okay, I lied, I wouldn't be back soon. I prefer LiveJournal because it's strictly blogging for the most part, but most people I know go on Nex, so I have a bit of confuddlement.

Current Mood: good

The snow is so beautiful. So inspiring. Makes you feel like you need to do something so sudden and stunning, like it's quiet arrival. All important things must start small. Start miniscule. As small as electrons pulsing through someone's head and creating an idea. And then into thoughts. And words. Finally it might even make it's way onto paper. And then you know the ball's rolling. Is it true that "we cannot do great things, but only small things with great love"? But those in themselves are great, so that's the point, isn't it? I'd rather like to believe we can do great things. Even better yet, that we will.

We are the only reason for our existence. For us alone are we brought into the earth, but the moment we show up, we're more than just us. We're our family, and then we're our friends, then a community, society, and so many more groups and groups of people. But we are always for ourselves. We should live for ourselves, doing no harm to others and taking care of those who need it. But firstly, ourselves. And to do that we will need other people. We truly cannot survive alone. That's perhaps the only real truth. We all need each other.

"Love myself better than you, I know it's wrong, so what should I do?"

Go Kurt! I think that's my favorite song of theirs (On A Plain, by Nirvana). I'm wearing my bangs over my eyes to be cool. Just one eye. Even better. That's an odd fashion statement. Sometimes necessary when your hair reaches that in-between stage. He he. 

No, we can't have everything. It's an odd pendulum. Some people just have horrible luck. I wonder, would it be more beneficial for them just to not exist? Really, some people just can't get over certain sorrows in their life, and understandably. Would they be better off giving in to their suicidal tendencies? Not to say I'd ever wish that to happen to anyone, even for their own supposable benefit, but it's questionable. But really, it is their life. Maybe suicide should be legal after 18? Ha, no, no. Crazy Indu!

" I wanna shine on in the hearts of man. I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand. " (You better know who this is by! If you're a friend of mine!)

I really do. It's so much easier being vague. The cowards way out. Do you realize how much easier it is to be a drug addict, or tortured artist (as if to say there's another kind!) than to just be a person who deals with whatever issues in a healthy way? 

"The finest day that I've ever had was when I learned to cry on command"

Oh so true. Kurt again. Same song. Writing songs doesn't seem to come naturally to me. It's very hard.  You could argue that poetry is  just a song waiting to happen, and that's quite true, but they need tweeking. 

Aww I miss Bio! Seriously, summer school was one of the best times in my life!  Muahahaha!

Oh, the bus, the crowds, the junk food! He he. The smell of preserved specimens! *Sigh*. 

I really wanna mosh. Ah ha, me moshing! Righty-O.

Current Mood: artistic
Current Music: On A Plain- Nirvana

You know what I realized? No one is perfect. We're alway's told that, and it's true, and we do understand that it's true, but we don't understand it to the fullest extent. When we think of imperfections, we think of small flaws, like if someone is forgetful or a bit vain or smell funny! But do we really realize that there is something that is unlikable about all of us? Everyone has a major character flaw that makes them hard to deal with, or maybe even worth not knowing. That's why people have such hard times with relationships of anykind. We don't realize that not all things are changeable. Controllable, sure, but there will always be something unlovable. You just have to learn to deal with it. In others and ourselves.

Meh. Screw that. Art is important to me and it's a part of me. We all need to learn how to stand up for ourselves. Honesty is an invaluable thing.  Trust is hard to build, and it gets broken easily and we have to deal with it when it does. We will always have things we want to say. Sometimes we can say anything but the important things.. Most of the time actually. It's up to us and only up to us and only up to us to make sure that we're being heard. If you're got something to say, 

say it! 

Current Mood: annoyed

I'm a fairly fake person, I think I've come to see. I'm sincere, and I'm not materialistic, but I'm quite fake. I'm doused in quotes from songs, movies, and House, and constantly coming up with crazy metaphores and similies to make sense of the world. But what about just being real? Maybe somethings are just the way they are, and our fun, weird and quarky ways of thinking about them and passing them off don't always help. When you could be any other person in the world but yourself. Well, I suppose that comes with the whole acting thing, he he. 

Honesty. It ruins everything. It's bound to. But it's the only real thing that matters. Honesty and trust. And when you have neither, what's the point? I suppose one day you have to wake up and realise that people have changed, and things have changed, but for the better this time. That's it's time to open your mind and your heart and try to live with things. To really live life we must really get to know ourselves, and be able to know who we are. Not what or how we are, but the real substance beneath the skin.

Current Mood: contemplative

Hmm, haven't been on here for a while!

Well, all goes well. Too well. Muahahaha, the diabolical scheme of fate won't screw me. Whatever that means :P

I was watching this documentary on Haiti and what happened their in the early 90's. Fascinating. I think we need a class called "When The World Lost Compassion", and teaches about all the times people have been screwed and other people haven't helped. Basically when I say people I mean countries. It's insane. We pride ourselves on being highly intelligent life forms and yet look at us. We can be pathetic. We can also be great. But I suppose we need to focus on an even mix so as not to get too into any specific thing. Yuppo. MUAHAHAHAHAHA.... :)

Current Mood: blah
Current Music: No Way Back- Foo Fighters

 

La la la la. DIE.

MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA...