If you must know anything about me, it's two things..
A. I can be honest to a fault
B. I don't take on other people's emotional baggage very well.
That being said.
False accusations sit firmly with an unstable individual that gets their feelings hurt.
To claim that I have caused some sort of trauma due to the arguments we had may be valid. You leave you heart too much on your sleeve if it is too sensitive. I do not play well with you or anyone else. Making accusations just makes me want to laugh in your face. When will you realize that no matter how many blogs you make trashing me and no matter how many times you post these things about myself and others, you are not going to get brownie points. The whole world sees you as you are and that makes you feel insecure. Which you should be. Your low down dirty tactics to get someone in their personal life because they got you angry (and no one likes when you get angry right?) are pathetic and shows you as nothing but a waste of fucking time.
I was one of the only people that gave you a space and some time to prove to me that you weren't a shit disturber. You proved me wrong (congratulations that is not easy for anyone to do) and proved them all right.
What I think really gets you about me is that I didn't and don't want anything from you or anyone else. The internet is not where I live my life and when I walk away, you don't exist. Hell, when I am here, you do not exist. You continuously blast your hostility across the internet as if I could have anything to fear from a person that lived thousands of miles away from me. Dox me. Talk about me. Keep doing it. You make me smile and encourage the internet to figure me out. When no one ever will.. but it gives me more.
Accusations that I am a neurotic psychic vampire are hilarious. As I have stated previously, in the long run, I am doing you a favor because you are the one that needs the attention. When have you ever successfully flown under the radar? Never. You never could and never will because you need it.
Furthermore, I do not fear you. I do not fear what you know about me. It is common knowledge that I am an asshole. It is common knowledge that there are times I sound like I am full of myself. The little personal tidbits you tried to air in public in the attempts to humiliate me are all common knowledge. Where I live, who I am with.. common knowledge. You see, the easiest way to get a person to trust you, is to make them think that they are holding onto something that no one else does. Only problem is, I don't share.
You say I lost out on a lot. I lost out on nothing. The thing I lost was your emotional baggage and continuous seeking of approval and appreciation. I didn't gain anything from being friends with you. You did from me for awhile though. Your pathetic little site got more traffic with my nym than it ever does now. It's a little sad really. As anonymous as your blogs are, it's still an attempt to get others to think about me.. maybe have a self confirming response.
As for this victim card no one wants to touch. The claim that I am putting out the victim card is clearly and blatantly false. If anything, I want the bully card you are trying to paste on me while passively trying to implicate that I just have a wounded ego from an "Alpha" male. When I say that you are playing the victim, suddenly I am a Feminist nazi trying to take away from your Alpha wiles and are failing to manipulate you.
What's even more sad, is that you can't accept yourself as you are. You, for some reason, thought that having your own site would ruffle your dusty feathers off and make more of yourself. I am going to let you in on something that doesn't seem well known to anyone anymore..
The internet? The information highway? Is not life. You do not experience real life online. You can learn so much from the internet but unless you learn how to disconnect and really connect with things outside of it, you will always be stung and stuck with the internet persona you have and the lack that you feel from being in a world of simple numbers and letters.
You always offer some kind of half assed pseudo psychology ridden bullshit advice to me so I will take it upon myself to return the favor.
Get a life. Go outside for longer than the trip to a grocery store. You are mentally and socially unstable because you don't actually interview life as it is. Go out and do fucking something. Ride a bike, take a walk.. make a fucking friend that doesn't know about your nasty history of being an unstable neurotic psycho. Satanists are not the only ones that say go out and DO. Everyone with some sort of understanding of what life is and has had a taste of what death is like, does too. It's not like you are going to defecate on your "religion" favor of the month by doing it.
Oh and one other thing too?
Keep on talking .. I like it because it proves to me that I had such an impact on your life, it forced you to be active for once. Even in your denial of hating me, even through your false aggression.. I made you move. And even though you'll always plead differently, you'll always come in second.. behind me. I will always win. Sorry hon.. but you just lost the game.
Friday, May 10, 2013
Thursday, February 28, 2013
Voiced to Concern
There is a hardened persona inside of me that thinks that those who are a waste of space or do not have enough brain cells to rub together do not need any sort of support. This means, yes, I support when they make laws that allow others to decide for themselves what level of protection they have for themselves. (IE not wearing a helmet on a cycle)
I believe that these individuals, by using their own brain or lack thereof, are showing a true form of stratification. I support the taking away of the boundaries that create these soft walls so to speak on humanity. There are a few that I like keeping in place but we all know that laws aren't going to stop a criminal. Bottom line here is, why try to protect those who will only grumble about how their rights are being restricted? Fuck 'em.
However, one must not mistake how I feel about these groups of individuals as a eugenics clause. Although, sometimes, my words read like a mild one. I believe that those who try to function in society or add something to society can and are willing to be guided to a more fruitful and successful life.
It has been suggested to me that I take a look at what I have written and examine it from another point of view. Not often am I asked to do so since I have a tendency to almost compulsively seek out all sides before a decision is being made. So, in effort to do what I always do, I took into consideration one of my own being afflicted by this way of doing things. Such as, a drunk cyclist hitting a family member or a loved one and having to live with the support I lent to undiluted stratification.
Imagining this happening to someone close to me was not hard as I have lost my own share of loved ones in the past to various things. That and, like I said, I tend to think of everything before I do anything including certain outcomes. My end answer was still the same and I will tell you why.
As a parent, friend, loved one or responsible adult who deeply enjoys living a quality life and would like to bestow that upon my loved ones, I wouldn't allow the situation to happen. Now, I know there are those out there that will proclaim that shit just happens. I understand that. However, as long as I am responsible for a little life, there would be no instance that my child or friend's children would be walking alone, walking to school or being placed in a situation where I would have to worry for their safety.
Going further into this situation, when I am discussing things like "removing safety labels and hiking up the drunk driving tolerance level" and supporting it, you must know what I am supporting. I do not support the killing off of other individuals that have the sense enough to do what they have to survive. If the will to live and quality of life is strong within an individual, they will do their best to make sure that they and their loved ones live a long and fulfilled life.
I am no killer but I have no problems with someone offing themselves because they were too weak to generate some sort of profit in their lives and in a way, deem it as somewhat compassionate for giving them the rope to tie their own noose, their own way. This is why suicide doesn't really bother me much anymore. Who am I to tell someone that they can't slice and dice themselves into oblivion? Who am I to say "no, don't drink that and get behind the wheel"? I generally hold no ill will against those who take themselves out due to pain that they are applying to themselves. I do not consider killing oneself a selfish act so long as they don't try bringing others down with them.
My ill contempt for others boils down to the degenerate that I see who mooch off the government and have the nerve to stand up and protest when the drug of their choice isn't being made legal so they can buy it with the money that the working (usually poor) gives up for them. Or the students that get aid and guidance even when they know that they aren't there for bettering themselves, only money. Take the food stamps and the cash assistance away from these people and watch them flounder. Quite honestly, that show might be enough for me but eventually those who do not have the will power to seek a life in which they provide for themselves and their families will burn off.
Every day I see a family that doesn't need what they have and because they have what they do, they can't afford basic needs. The government supports them with money that is not theirs for years and they feed on it like gluttonous pigs. Oftentimes leaving those that need it, nurturing the little money they get for themselves in order to survive.
I say, good on those who can scrap by without the help and again, take that golden spoon out of the majorities mouth just to see how long they would last in the real world.
I believe that these individuals, by using their own brain or lack thereof, are showing a true form of stratification. I support the taking away of the boundaries that create these soft walls so to speak on humanity. There are a few that I like keeping in place but we all know that laws aren't going to stop a criminal. Bottom line here is, why try to protect those who will only grumble about how their rights are being restricted? Fuck 'em.
However, one must not mistake how I feel about these groups of individuals as a eugenics clause. Although, sometimes, my words read like a mild one. I believe that those who try to function in society or add something to society can and are willing to be guided to a more fruitful and successful life.
It has been suggested to me that I take a look at what I have written and examine it from another point of view. Not often am I asked to do so since I have a tendency to almost compulsively seek out all sides before a decision is being made. So, in effort to do what I always do, I took into consideration one of my own being afflicted by this way of doing things. Such as, a drunk cyclist hitting a family member or a loved one and having to live with the support I lent to undiluted stratification.
Imagining this happening to someone close to me was not hard as I have lost my own share of loved ones in the past to various things. That and, like I said, I tend to think of everything before I do anything including certain outcomes. My end answer was still the same and I will tell you why.
As a parent, friend, loved one or responsible adult who deeply enjoys living a quality life and would like to bestow that upon my loved ones, I wouldn't allow the situation to happen. Now, I know there are those out there that will proclaim that shit just happens. I understand that. However, as long as I am responsible for a little life, there would be no instance that my child or friend's children would be walking alone, walking to school or being placed in a situation where I would have to worry for their safety.
Going further into this situation, when I am discussing things like "removing safety labels and hiking up the drunk driving tolerance level" and supporting it, you must know what I am supporting. I do not support the killing off of other individuals that have the sense enough to do what they have to survive. If the will to live and quality of life is strong within an individual, they will do their best to make sure that they and their loved ones live a long and fulfilled life.
I am no killer but I have no problems with someone offing themselves because they were too weak to generate some sort of profit in their lives and in a way, deem it as somewhat compassionate for giving them the rope to tie their own noose, their own way. This is why suicide doesn't really bother me much anymore. Who am I to tell someone that they can't slice and dice themselves into oblivion? Who am I to say "no, don't drink that and get behind the wheel"? I generally hold no ill will against those who take themselves out due to pain that they are applying to themselves. I do not consider killing oneself a selfish act so long as they don't try bringing others down with them.
My ill contempt for others boils down to the degenerate that I see who mooch off the government and have the nerve to stand up and protest when the drug of their choice isn't being made legal so they can buy it with the money that the working (usually poor) gives up for them. Or the students that get aid and guidance even when they know that they aren't there for bettering themselves, only money. Take the food stamps and the cash assistance away from these people and watch them flounder. Quite honestly, that show might be enough for me but eventually those who do not have the will power to seek a life in which they provide for themselves and their families will burn off.
Every day I see a family that doesn't need what they have and because they have what they do, they can't afford basic needs. The government supports them with money that is not theirs for years and they feed on it like gluttonous pigs. Oftentimes leaving those that need it, nurturing the little money they get for themselves in order to survive.
I say, good on those who can scrap by without the help and again, take that golden spoon out of the majorities mouth just to see how long they would last in the real world.
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Rant
Being in a rather foul mood, I have tried to keep much away from the inner world of the internet as of late. However, as I sat brooding in my contempt for the majority of the populace, it occurred to me how it may just fuel the fire for me to write something that has been sitting in draft for a long time.
Recently, there has been random laws dropped from certain state's law books. The first one coming to mind was the law of making cyclists wear helmets while out riding. The technical law, coming from Michigan most recently, states that as long as a rider does not have additional riders and/or is 21 years of age or older, they are no long required to wear a helmet. About a week ago, this same state is in the process of raising the legal limit of driving after drinking.
Nearly choking on my morning drink, I said aloud to myself, "Well there's just about the dumbest thing I have ever heard".
In my rage today I realized something. I am not only amused by these things but also encourage them. While we are at it, let's remove warning labels. Surgeon General warnings? Get rid of those too. There is nothing I would enjoy more than watching the most ignorant of the world eliminate themselves without any extra help.
I'd almost stand outside and advocate that the legal limit be taken even further; past .10. It's almost like the first snow in any state.. Of course, after the first couple of days, the majority has taken the measures to become without a vehicle because of their carelessness. Can you imagine if you got cyclists to ride in the winter without their helmets and drunk?
Maybe it'll be one small step towards a less frustrating and ignorant world.
Recently, there has been random laws dropped from certain state's law books. The first one coming to mind was the law of making cyclists wear helmets while out riding. The technical law, coming from Michigan most recently, states that as long as a rider does not have additional riders and/or is 21 years of age or older, they are no long required to wear a helmet. About a week ago, this same state is in the process of raising the legal limit of driving after drinking.
Nearly choking on my morning drink, I said aloud to myself, "Well there's just about the dumbest thing I have ever heard".
In my rage today I realized something. I am not only amused by these things but also encourage them. While we are at it, let's remove warning labels. Surgeon General warnings? Get rid of those too. There is nothing I would enjoy more than watching the most ignorant of the world eliminate themselves without any extra help.
I'd almost stand outside and advocate that the legal limit be taken even further; past .10. It's almost like the first snow in any state.. Of course, after the first couple of days, the majority has taken the measures to become without a vehicle because of their carelessness. Can you imagine if you got cyclists to ride in the winter without their helmets and drunk?
Maybe it'll be one small step towards a less frustrating and ignorant world.
Monday, February 11, 2013
Insight.
I have spent years trying to seek out people that were of like mind and ideas of my own. It proved tricky when my ideas shifted as I eventually dumped most and kept moving on. My base is a turn table and it constantly evolves causing me to seek within myself what it is that I do not find outside. Recently, I have held a disgust for the things that I have participated in for the past couple of years. I have had no passion and so my writing and activity dwindled. Does not help that the winter wonderland outside of my door provides nothing but cold and barren wastelands that are typically beautiful any other time of year.
Last spring, I was released from the downtown hospital where I had spent several months dealing with a personal matter that turned into a horrid nightmare I still relive nearly a year ago today. It was when I left that I manage, with a few kicks in the ass, to realize the great strength in myself and the pulling of myself to something greater. I decided that I was going to look into buying a bike, getting more active and basically destroying everything around me that got into my way.
25+ mile walks and biking trips, coloring the pavement with my effort and gaining more and more strength. I was never a weak person. I was never a stagnate person. I had disgust, still do, for those who lay around in a lazy stupor all the time. I held the same level of contempt for those who threw themselves in a literal wasteland and would barely take the time off to be sober long enough to catch up with the real world happenings.
After awhile, I started relating to things that I had also held in contempt for a long time. I assumed that the front men of these ideas were the main ideas and if that was the case, I had no room in my life for them. I gave it a shot a couple years later and to this day keep it to myself. I have spoken very little about what I hold dear to myself in this journey or even why I choose to continue it. With some resemblance of hope, I carry on searching. Meanwhile, my partner decided to let me in on things that I had never known and I fell in love with the imagery, the ideas and the characters.
With these images and stories, my fire was re-ignited and here I am again today.
Last spring, I was released from the downtown hospital where I had spent several months dealing with a personal matter that turned into a horrid nightmare I still relive nearly a year ago today. It was when I left that I manage, with a few kicks in the ass, to realize the great strength in myself and the pulling of myself to something greater. I decided that I was going to look into buying a bike, getting more active and basically destroying everything around me that got into my way.
25+ mile walks and biking trips, coloring the pavement with my effort and gaining more and more strength. I was never a weak person. I was never a stagnate person. I had disgust, still do, for those who lay around in a lazy stupor all the time. I held the same level of contempt for those who threw themselves in a literal wasteland and would barely take the time off to be sober long enough to catch up with the real world happenings.
After awhile, I started relating to things that I had also held in contempt for a long time. I assumed that the front men of these ideas were the main ideas and if that was the case, I had no room in my life for them. I gave it a shot a couple years later and to this day keep it to myself. I have spoken very little about what I hold dear to myself in this journey or even why I choose to continue it. With some resemblance of hope, I carry on searching. Meanwhile, my partner decided to let me in on things that I had never known and I fell in love with the imagery, the ideas and the characters.
With these images and stories, my fire was re-ignited and here I am again today.
Shameful revolution.x
As a youngster, I was a handful. Hellbent on the destruction of everything around me and I was good at it. My biggest talent was taking something and throwing it into the flames. My talent for it made it more and more attractive to me as the days went on. As I grew up, I learned how to rope in these destructive desires and made room for it amongst my own arsenal.
The question of how useful anarchy and destruction is in the world in which we live in today can be simply split in two. Either it is completely impractical or it's usefulness is just drowned out by those claiming it is impractical. Coming across a conversation between two people I have spoken with personally before, it interested me to know that the one of the two I thought would be more prone to the idea of destruction and anarchy was actually against it all.
This person went on to say that it has no place in the world and that nothing was ever created by destroying things. Even though I don't normally make comments on people's blogs or ramblings, I had to reply. I feel as thought destruction has every right and usefulness in this world. Falling into a somewhat grey area, I submit to the idea that it is impractical but only because of the state of the world at large. Unfortunately, the more impractical for the world, the more the world seems to need it.
There is nothing I would love to see more than the tearing down of certain central governments and organizations and making them rebuild on the foundation that lay underneath their feet. Many have too long ago abandoned what they actually stood for and instead have traded themselves for the easier route.. force feeding the general public (YOU) things that they didn't even know they wanted but take because it must be right.
Riding in a car the other night, I had made mention that I am not a follower, only a leader. This being contradicted only by the fact that I want no followers of my own. What leader has no followers? My purpose serves only as a reminder to others that they have their own minds and they should probably think with them before it is too late. Alas, much of the populace is too far gone.
There will be those that disagree with me about destruction. They will instead harp on a new theory. Theory of manipulation. The idea that they can somehow change the world around them by the slip of the tongue and that eventually, eons from now, the world will be a more suitable place. I rally, instead, that we must acknowledge when it is time to learn and lay silent and when it is time to force feed them. Whether by word or weapon; as is anyone's right, regardless of country.
There will be those that will say that they will start the war, fan the flames or provide the match for the generation that will eventually pick up a book instead of a TV remote and they will see the beginning of the end. I say, this generation will NOT see the beginning of any start to an end. This world is not ready yet and there are not enough of this generation to start anything other than a collection of ideas to be passed down until it starts. You cannot manipulate your way through anything but your own life or maybe even small scale. Which is the point.
I wish not to control others but to have those others control themselves. I wish not to be controlled but to control and demand from myself for myself. This path that I have chosen will always be uphill because I demand it to be uphill. And you are not the new revolution... simply a means to someone's end in the arena of entertainment.
The question of how useful anarchy and destruction is in the world in which we live in today can be simply split in two. Either it is completely impractical or it's usefulness is just drowned out by those claiming it is impractical. Coming across a conversation between two people I have spoken with personally before, it interested me to know that the one of the two I thought would be more prone to the idea of destruction and anarchy was actually against it all.
This person went on to say that it has no place in the world and that nothing was ever created by destroying things. Even though I don't normally make comments on people's blogs or ramblings, I had to reply. I feel as thought destruction has every right and usefulness in this world. Falling into a somewhat grey area, I submit to the idea that it is impractical but only because of the state of the world at large. Unfortunately, the more impractical for the world, the more the world seems to need it.
There is nothing I would love to see more than the tearing down of certain central governments and organizations and making them rebuild on the foundation that lay underneath their feet. Many have too long ago abandoned what they actually stood for and instead have traded themselves for the easier route.. force feeding the general public (YOU) things that they didn't even know they wanted but take because it must be right.
Riding in a car the other night, I had made mention that I am not a follower, only a leader. This being contradicted only by the fact that I want no followers of my own. What leader has no followers? My purpose serves only as a reminder to others that they have their own minds and they should probably think with them before it is too late. Alas, much of the populace is too far gone.
There will be those that disagree with me about destruction. They will instead harp on a new theory. Theory of manipulation. The idea that they can somehow change the world around them by the slip of the tongue and that eventually, eons from now, the world will be a more suitable place. I rally, instead, that we must acknowledge when it is time to learn and lay silent and when it is time to force feed them. Whether by word or weapon; as is anyone's right, regardless of country.
There will be those that will say that they will start the war, fan the flames or provide the match for the generation that will eventually pick up a book instead of a TV remote and they will see the beginning of the end. I say, this generation will NOT see the beginning of any start to an end. This world is not ready yet and there are not enough of this generation to start anything other than a collection of ideas to be passed down until it starts. You cannot manipulate your way through anything but your own life or maybe even small scale. Which is the point.
I wish not to control others but to have those others control themselves. I wish not to be controlled but to control and demand from myself for myself. This path that I have chosen will always be uphill because I demand it to be uphill. And you are not the new revolution... simply a means to someone's end in the arena of entertainment.
And another one bites the dust.x
In a recent announcement the Catholic pope has decided to drop his crown and walk out on his people. Claiming ill health and no longer having the ability to lead the Vatican to progression, he will resign on the 28th of this month. As I sit and peruse the web for information that, due to my busy schedule, has eluded me.. I have to chuckle. Understandably, the Catholic crowd is shaken by the seemingly just elected Pope's leaving. I'm sure there are those of you out there that are scrambling to your churches and praying that the position is filled in great haste.
It is a strange thing to do after 600 years of no one doing it. Usually a pope stays in marriage with his position until he eventually dies and is replaced by the next big representation of a man that gave up his entire life to god and good will. (And maybe a little boy every once in awhile.) The usual suspects mustering up their opinions and letting others in on what they really believe is causing this. Something is fishy but it's not likely we are going ever know about it.
Could it be the rather damning accusations such as the sex scandals or his public issued apologies to the families which now have to raise children that will always see their christ in such a way? Maybe the pressure that he feels for not doing anything but offering some words?
Apologies apologies
Or is he sick and tired.. like proposed?
Oh the ailments
Whichever way you spin it, it's got a pretty tune to it. And it seems like everyone has a black, grey and right down to stupid opinion on it. You have Catholics that are happy he's being so "honest" and others that are confused because they thought, as I did, you made the sacrifices into death to your position.
I don't think that quite gets me as much as the recent online forums going all a chatter. If you seek, you shall find. Of course, this is not a difficult task for myself.. it issues itself to my front door everyday.
Yes, everyone is buzzing with excitement about the recent news about the pope and not only Catholics are the ones making retorts. The "online christian adversaries" of the good old interwebs makes it known that this is a celebration to be had.. some small victory. What's almost funny is the lack of regard when it comes to the ignorance that is being splattered around these sites. Obviously, this is a great feeding frenzy for these bored individuals who make it a point that "your god is not my god". Seemingly creating this world for themselves that the holy war is right on the way and the devil is winning.
Silly fools. Still preoccupied with outside coincidences that have nothing to do with you. However, I must say, it at least provides entertainment and as long as they are busy, I don't have to worry about them fucking anything up my way.
It is a strange thing to do after 600 years of no one doing it. Usually a pope stays in marriage with his position until he eventually dies and is replaced by the next big representation of a man that gave up his entire life to god and good will. (And maybe a little boy every once in awhile.) The usual suspects mustering up their opinions and letting others in on what they really believe is causing this. Something is fishy but it's not likely we are going ever know about it.
Could it be the rather damning accusations such as the sex scandals or his public issued apologies to the families which now have to raise children that will always see their christ in such a way? Maybe the pressure that he feels for not doing anything but offering some words?
Apologies apologies
Or is he sick and tired.. like proposed?
Oh the ailments
Whichever way you spin it, it's got a pretty tune to it. And it seems like everyone has a black, grey and right down to stupid opinion on it. You have Catholics that are happy he's being so "honest" and others that are confused because they thought, as I did, you made the sacrifices into death to your position.
I don't think that quite gets me as much as the recent online forums going all a chatter. If you seek, you shall find. Of course, this is not a difficult task for myself.. it issues itself to my front door everyday.
Yes, everyone is buzzing with excitement about the recent news about the pope and not only Catholics are the ones making retorts. The "online christian adversaries" of the good old interwebs makes it known that this is a celebration to be had.. some small victory. What's almost funny is the lack of regard when it comes to the ignorance that is being splattered around these sites. Obviously, this is a great feeding frenzy for these bored individuals who make it a point that "your god is not my god". Seemingly creating this world for themselves that the holy war is right on the way and the devil is winning.
Silly fools. Still preoccupied with outside coincidences that have nothing to do with you. However, I must say, it at least provides entertainment and as long as they are busy, I don't have to worry about them fucking anything up my way.
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Othermind Inspiration.x.
The conclusion of Spitfire is now complete and the evolution to Othermind has once again begun.
I was recently gifted or rather tripped along something that was gifted to someone else that, for whatever reasons that be, reignited my light. These things being random at best and only a mere batch of stories started my thinking process. Or maybe I should say, changed my mode of thinking. Delving deeper in anything I could my hands on. Process wise, I have been head deep in many texts in the past few weeks that might take this blog to a completely different and, for old readers, unexpected turn.
I have often been told that my posts lack a certain context when not about something clearly declared or detailed enough for anyone less involved in the situation at hand. Honestly, some things are not written for the general public to understand. They say that the basis of a good conversation is a communal language with set meanings and markings. In the common world, I would have to agree. However, what if that wasn't needed? What if these little things were only meant for the few to understand?
Furthermore, what if these things that others couldn't understand resonated with others. Other that it clicked for right away? A language that isn't too far off from the common language but tweaked just enough that it caused the average person to question what the aim of it was?
For the past two years, I have skimmed yet avoided articles and items in which those beliefs were held on a high tower. If you didn't get it, you just weren't the aforementioned individual it was intended for. Almost like reading between the lines and understanding the tone but not. It occurs to me that these things clicked as soon as I quit ignoring them, as soon as I stopped insulting, I learned that it was something that not only clicked but something that resonated within me. Not only resonated but made SENSE.
The blog post below was a representative of these meandering thoughts that came of these realizations and was met with confusion. Well, confusion by most but there was a select few that very much understood exactly what I was saying and where I was going with it. They did not comment but instead left the blog to it's own devices. Which I would expect from anyone that did not have any questions of its origins.
My hope in the beginning of Spitfire was to educate and pass along knowledge to those whom read and thirsted for that knowledge. My hope/goal was not a misguided one but it was aimed at the wrong batch of people. A majority of people were not meant to understand or care about these things. They are content in becoming malcontent and creating their dream worlds to live in while they will die in desperation of the never ending goal of being happy. Happiness will evade these people, no matter what I or anyone else has to say about it.
My inspiration is no longer to save but to collect. Collect what is needed because when the time comes, I want to have things around me and the skills behind me to deal with whatever that time comes with. This is my new goal. To write with my own purpose and to collect.. individuals, articles, ideas.. The collective of my mind as well as others when the world burns; metaphorically or otherwise.
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