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[04 Sep 2008|09:20am] |
I'm sorry. But leaders need insight and intelligence. Having a family or having a vagina does not bring these things. Palin's speech last night was one of the most banal, idiotic speeches I've heard.
I really don't mind McCain that much, and there are places where Republican approaches to things are really no different, or possibly even better, than Democrat ones. But there are places where they're just wrong, and it's irrefutable. Seeing other people or nations as enemies not worth talking to is not reality. Talking about and preserving an "American way" is not reality. Creating sides, such as insulting your "opponent" in order to look good yourself, is not reality, and doing so makes people stupid because they believe it. Both candidates are guilty of that, and every single commercial is the same. At some of these conventions it's like, why do people even show up? To hear things that they already believe being said again? "Obama is inexperienced," people stand up and clap, "our troops are important," people stand up and clap. Why don't you just explain your policies using reason and logic? How can you appoint someone to run a country when they don't have the mental faculties to cut the irrelevant or take out what is important and rationalize it using their mind? That's the main reason I'm voting for Obama, even if I don't agree with all his policies. At thinking and debate, and at seeing things clearly, his mind is definitely something rare. Knowledge can come from advisors but decisions and using that knowledge comes from that mind. Therefore having experience or not it doesn't matter, there are plenty of sources of information and input, so if someone has the ability to sort that then it's very effective; what I don't want is someone with "experience" who really doesn't have any valid human "experience" to see human beings as the same instead of certain ones as enemies. I don't think McCain epitomizes that but you can see part of it. And by the way, having a completely democratic president and senate is not necessarily a good thing either. God I hate talking about this stuff, who gives a shit.
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| fat camp |
[01 Sep 2008|07:44am] |
im sitting in blake and joeys place in arcata, both of them sleeping soundly. my dusty baggage from burning man is sitting in the corner so that i might try to contain its dustiness and be able to clean up after it. i havent slept at all. im wondering if i should go pick up my bike and grab some cans of compressed air and get these eyesores out of here. im wondering if i should get a storage unit until i find a place to live. im wondering if i have calypso rehearsal today.
burning man was yet again a powerful experience but in a very different way than before. i probably wont write anymore about it.
this place scares the shit out of me. being accountable for all my emotions as i see people and experience places and things is gonna send me bazonkers. my account is also overdrawn.
im wondering if the bank will be open today. im wondering if the bookstore will be open today. im wondering if the music building will be open today.
there is much work to be done
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[28 Aug 2008|02:51pm] |
At the retreat center I went to they had this "labyrinth" in the grass, it looked like this: 
It's basically just a long path that eventually leads to the center, with lines of rocks for walls. I used to walk through it after lunch if I was stressed out or juggling many thoughts (such as thinking "get me the F out of here!").
When you're walking through the labyrinth it takes a while. You start thinking stuff like "alright let's end this." There are points where you get close to the center and kind of wish to finally get there, but it turns. So getting to the center sort of becomes a hidden goal which you treat like any other goal, like saving up and buying a new car, or working hard and getting a promotion, or whatever. But it doesn't really matter how much you grasp at it or think about it, there's a certain course and a certain speed and eventually you get there. So ultimately you start thinking things like "will it really make a difference whether think about it or not, or whether I get there or not," sort of striking down those eager thoughts with insight, and you notice things around you more and become more calm. Then eventually you make it to the center of the maze, and that's the important point. It's a pile of rocks, nothing could be better at showing emptiness than that. All that eagerness to get there and the mental habits of really fighting for it, and when you get there it's completely empty, and it immediately nullifies your concept you held of this thing and shows you it's wrong. Going through that linear experience is just a great opportunity for insight. So you get to the center, step over the walls of rocks and leave, and start new deluded lines of thinking.
It doesn't mean you abandon your goals. It means you follow them with insight, which means there's less stress, more happiness, and they're more easily accomplished.
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[27 Aug 2008|02:33pm] |
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mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm farmers market
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[26 Aug 2008|10:57pm] |
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I just noticed an uptick in hits to my journal from unknown users, and subsequently discovered that I'd been linked from ED as a sockpuppet of another LJ user (deleted and purged. I know. I was interested myself...). I have no idea why or how this happened, and I think it is all rather amusing that I FINALLY made it into ED, especially as my "drama" is so far removed from the silliness I've been linked to.
However, as this happened soon after the friendsapocoplyse of last week, I decided to delete all the new journals on my flist, just to be safe. Sorry folks, I really enjoyed having new people to read.
Anyone who has been following this journal for any amount of time will know that I am not a sock. And I can't believe I actually had to type that last sentence either. But, Meh, what are you going to do?
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[27 Aug 2008|07:53am] |
oh yeah, thats why i moved 424 miles away... it's that all too familiar unbearable pressure that crushes my soul with every fucking step. it's that hopless feeling that nomatter every positive thing i could possibly do for the situation, it'll still be like walking uphill in the snow both ways naked. yeah, thats why... or maybe it's just me.
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