Thursday, February 17, 2011
Next post.
So I'm really sorry I haven't posted lately (not that anyone is paying attention), but in case anyone is, I promise that my next two posts are gonna be *great*. Probably my best yet. The next post I do will be about God, Faith, and my personal beliefs. The one after that? Freedom vs Determinism.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Sigh
So I haven't posted much lately. There are a few reasons for this. Mostly being I have nothing to say. it helps if people ask me questions, that way I can go on a rant about whatever. So if you have questions about ANYTHING, ask away. No subject is a private one for me, I'm an open book :]
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Dream
Just so you know, this is NOT a philosophical post. This is just me getting down as much of my dream as I can before I forget.
I was in a car in a parking lot of a restaurant in a city I didn't recognize. I was Meradith Grey (Grey's Anatomy reference) and I was taking to Dr. Shepard (note to all humans, I haven't seen much of Grey's Anatomy, and haven't seen a single episode since mid summer). All the sudden, another woman walks up to the car. She's the girl from Dexter (Trinity's daughter, journalist, some guy's girlfriend). Dr. Shepard leaves with this girl, in my car. of course I get upset, and I go to his car which is a light blue something or other. it's new and very clean inside. I find the keys in the cup holder and try to drive off, but then realize I can't drive his car to save my life. I realize I'm no longer Meradith. So I attempt to park, and almost hit a guy in the process. He notices I'm upset and tells me to come inside and eat with him. I recognize this guy as an actor I've seen in a show a LONG time ago, but he tells me his name is Nick. I realize that this is my current boyfriend, but we haven't started dating yet.
Quick scene change, I'm walking through a store with aisle's that go fairly high up. I remember a man standing on one of the aisles and seems to be morphed into a box or product. but he's a happy friendly guy and doesn't seem to realize that anything is abnormal. this briefly reminds me of The Labyrinth (the David Bowie one, for those of you who can't seem to remember the difference between this one and Pan's Labyrinth) this is all I remember of this one except that I was still with Nick/actor person.
Flash to another dream. I'm with Nick/Actor and some other blond chick. We're both flirting with him hardcore. I notice that he has stitches on his elbow in the form of some giant bite mark. I ask him about it and he says that he was bit by a small shark when it got beached on a high tide about a week ago. This whole time we were looking for something behind the counter at a Rite-Aide.
Flash to beach. I am in a swimsuit. I see Nick/Actor with a friend near the edge of the water. A huge wave comes and knocks him and his friend over. I notice that he does not have the scar on his arm yet, I also notice a shark on the beach that looks knocked out. I quickly run to distract him before he notices it.
I wake up and look around my room. I hear talking towards the door and notice that my sister's snake is wrapped around her cardboard cut out of Legolas and trying to hypnotize the poster that's beside it. Note, the snake is HUGE. and talking. it takes me a minute to realize that snakes, even one named Iago should not be talking.
I wake up. My sisters snake Iago is wrapped around Legolas. He looks at me, nods, and slithers in my direction. I feel his head land on my bed. I try to lift my head to see him. I am unable. I realize this is odd and that my sister does not have a snake. I recognize it as a dream.
I wake up. My mom is standing in my room telling me to look at what she bought me. I look over. There is a strange dog staring at me. Small, like a miniature pinscher. his ears are pointed straight up. in them is a pattern of fur that looks like the cardboard cut out of Legolas. I realize that this is odd and it must be a dream.
I wake up. There is still an animal at my arm. I think it's a bunny. I realize this is odd.
I wake up AGAIN. My mom is talking in the other room. I am relieved to find out I'm finally awake. My phone vibrates under my back. I wonder how it got there. I remember that I had put it under my pillow and it could not have gotten there.
I wake up for real this time.
I was in a car in a parking lot of a restaurant in a city I didn't recognize. I was Meradith Grey (Grey's Anatomy reference) and I was taking to Dr. Shepard (note to all humans, I haven't seen much of Grey's Anatomy, and haven't seen a single episode since mid summer). All the sudden, another woman walks up to the car. She's the girl from Dexter (Trinity's daughter, journalist, some guy's girlfriend). Dr. Shepard leaves with this girl, in my car. of course I get upset, and I go to his car which is a light blue something or other. it's new and very clean inside. I find the keys in the cup holder and try to drive off, but then realize I can't drive his car to save my life. I realize I'm no longer Meradith. So I attempt to park, and almost hit a guy in the process. He notices I'm upset and tells me to come inside and eat with him. I recognize this guy as an actor I've seen in a show a LONG time ago, but he tells me his name is Nick. I realize that this is my current boyfriend, but we haven't started dating yet.
Quick scene change, I'm walking through a store with aisle's that go fairly high up. I remember a man standing on one of the aisles and seems to be morphed into a box or product. but he's a happy friendly guy and doesn't seem to realize that anything is abnormal. this briefly reminds me of The Labyrinth (the David Bowie one, for those of you who can't seem to remember the difference between this one and Pan's Labyrinth) this is all I remember of this one except that I was still with Nick/actor person.
Flash to another dream. I'm with Nick/Actor and some other blond chick. We're both flirting with him hardcore. I notice that he has stitches on his elbow in the form of some giant bite mark. I ask him about it and he says that he was bit by a small shark when it got beached on a high tide about a week ago. This whole time we were looking for something behind the counter at a Rite-Aide.
Flash to beach. I am in a swimsuit. I see Nick/Actor with a friend near the edge of the water. A huge wave comes and knocks him and his friend over. I notice that he does not have the scar on his arm yet, I also notice a shark on the beach that looks knocked out. I quickly run to distract him before he notices it.
I wake up and look around my room. I hear talking towards the door and notice that my sister's snake is wrapped around her cardboard cut out of Legolas and trying to hypnotize the poster that's beside it. Note, the snake is HUGE. and talking. it takes me a minute to realize that snakes, even one named Iago should not be talking.
I wake up. My sisters snake Iago is wrapped around Legolas. He looks at me, nods, and slithers in my direction. I feel his head land on my bed. I try to lift my head to see him. I am unable. I realize this is odd and that my sister does not have a snake. I recognize it as a dream.
I wake up. My mom is standing in my room telling me to look at what she bought me. I look over. There is a strange dog staring at me. Small, like a miniature pinscher. his ears are pointed straight up. in them is a pattern of fur that looks like the cardboard cut out of Legolas. I realize that this is odd and it must be a dream.
I wake up. There is still an animal at my arm. I think it's a bunny. I realize this is odd.
I wake up AGAIN. My mom is talking in the other room. I am relieved to find out I'm finally awake. My phone vibrates under my back. I wonder how it got there. I remember that I had put it under my pillow and it could not have gotten there.
I wake up for real this time.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Death & Philosophy; An Awakening
I saw a dead man in an ambulance today. How can I translate that in such a way that everyone can understand? Sure, you’ve seen plenty of people die in movies, but a part of you always knows that it’s not real, but when all that’s separating you from death is a plate of glass, when you see it happening for real, it’s completely different. It affects you, changes you even. Even if it’s just the smallest change, it happens. For a moment, you’re not the same person.
Death is everywhere, but in a small town like ours, in families such as ours, we hardly see it at its worst. When death strikes a family, and actually rattles it, that’s when we find out what we *truly* believe. Or maybe what we don’t believe or can’t believe in any more. In my Philosophy book, the author talks about why he named it “Will the Center Hold?” Long ago, there were these toys called dizzy disks, much like what we call a merry-go-round. In the center, it spins the least, and when it goes slowly you could even stand up on it. However, if the dizzy disk spins faster, you would most likely fall off. Even if you were sitting in the middle, you would slide to the edge and possibly still fly off the toy.
The author compares this to our lives and our beliefs. When you’ve had an easy life, you tend to think your beliefs are well grounded, but as soon as you face something hard in life, as soon as your life has been shaken and starts spinning out of control, you realize that you don’t know what you believe any more and you go flying off into the darkness.
Now I know this sounds dark and depressing, but this is only how philosophical thinking begins in most people. Is it really so odd to believe that what I see as blue, *might* not be the same as what you see as blue? There’s no way to prove it either way. Is it really so odd to believe that this world *might* be all a dream? Or *maybe* it’s something like the Matrix. *Maybe* this is all an illusion and the laws of physics and gravity only apply because we *believe* it’s so.
As for my own beliefs, I’ll save that for later on when everything I say isn’t looked at with questioning eyes. If you’re REALLY curious and just can’t wait, let me know. Shoot me a message about whatever topic you want to know about. Even if there’s just a topic you’d like me to cover, let me know, I’d be more than happy to oblige.
Until next time,
-C
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