The Mind Boggles
Current mood: confused
Category: Religion and Philosophy

I am a Hippie.  No, I swear I am.

If someone walks up to me and tells me that antibiotics are bad and people shouldn't take them and then in the next breath tell me that, yes, the drink alcohol, coffee and they have smoked weed... this is what how I respond...

WTF?

Do you know that alcohol, caffeine and weed are all DRUGS??????

No, really.  They are.  They all chemically affect the brain in various ways.  They are drugs.

So if you're not willing to put "healthy" drugs (antibiotics and painkillers) into your body but you're willing to do unhealthy drugs whenever, I'm going to call you on your bullshit.  Vegan my ass.  Natural my ass.  Don't spout off to me how we need to get back to nature and eat tofu.  (gross)  Don't tell me that I shouldn't go to the doctor when I have strep (which can kill you if you don't kill the bacteria).  Don't spout off Hippie ideals.

They don't make sense.

I'm a logical, intelligent person.  No, really, I am.  I'm more intelligent than 90% of all other human beings (so says the IQ test).

I like things that make sense.  Not taking drugs and then taking drugs doesn't make sense.  It's actually kind of stupid.

Damn Hippies.

Oh, and while I'm at it...

Free range beef is just retarded.

Do you know what cows do to each other?  They pee and poop on each other constantly and they walk around in their own pee and poop.  They eat grass covered with the stuff.  They don't care.  They eat bacteria, worms, parasites...

Um, do you really want to eat a cow that is stuffed full of bacteria worms and parasites?  Really?  Because, if so, more power to you.  But don't tell me how it's so beneficial and how we're doing the cows a favor by not giving them antibiotics, please.  If you were a cow, getting parasites, you'd probably want antibiotics, too.

Would you deny your dog heartworm medication because you don't believe in antibiotics and medication?  If you would, then I would say you're not as good a person as you think you are since heartworm and other diseases are incredibily awful for dogs and cats.  That sort of thing almost took one of the dogs I love most in the world because someone couldn't be bothered to medicate her.

Damn Hippies.  Don't shove your propaganda in my face.

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where I’ve been. what I’ve been doing.
Category: Life

Nothing.

First off, let me say...  I'm not dead.  Nor have I been dead.  Nor will I be dead anytime soon.

Glad we got that out of the way.

No, I've been doing very little, actually.  I've been doing as little as possible but enough to say that I've accomplished something (Lord knows what...)

Mostly I've been getting excited about going to NerdFest (aka Portus aka Harry Potter conference) in a couple of weeks.  It's taking time, money and the will to not spend any money until that weekend.  Really - NOT spending money is hard, hard work.

However, it'll be worth it in the end.  I'll go, hang out with other nerds, party, and generally have a good time.  I expect I'll have pictures but you'll have to beg to see them.

Too bad I can't put those up in my podcast...

Anyhow, I know I keep saying it but...  I am going to try and post more.  Let's see if that happens.........................

Currently listening : We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things By Jason Mraz Release date: 2008-05-13

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ahem
Category: Writing and Poetry

Kitsche

water, the flood
crooked picture on my wall
flame so bright
it blinds
as it crackles in my ear
whisper what doesn't belong
one of these things
is not
out of place inside my
tiny, cluttered apartment
the lamp is broken
where i left it, there
before
before the night came down
and a star
twinkled like a glow-in-the-dark
it doesn't go here
or here, perhaps
if i pack it all up inside a moving van
in the emptiness
perhaps i would be
the one thing that remained

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what? three?
Category: Writing and Poetry

Midnight

the stars hide
leave only that comfort
when worlds sleep
do they collide?
what merriment and joy
might twinkling be?
i know nothing
about novas, super or otherwise.
why watch?
the show would only show
i know nothing.

Fake

I say the oil spills naturally from the ground
(that's where the dinosaurs hid it)
and, what luck!
My car stays grounded without it.
We should be happy it doesn't hide the goods
(the earth) because tucked away is useless
and who wants a useless world?
(Insert an allegory of a garden, bursting with life
and I'll still not make my point.)
Gushing, profuse, oily like all of that -
is happiness out for everyone?  Or is it
just for me to see and wonder
if it can be sucked dry by vapid vehicles
of blood, sweat, oil and oxygen?
Oh, the flesh just isn't strong enough to care.

Synapse

I fired my synapses.
I gave my chemicals the night off.
No more views, spectacular or otherwise, will enter by my eye cells.
My nerves are on strike, thank god,
or I'd have to lay them off.
One too many beats of my heart have caused an explosion
in the body factory.
A lonely, misfired leap of stimulus jumped from the wrong connector.
The whole machine goes down
because of one faulty synapse.
I think I'm going out of business tonight.

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moremoremore
Category: Writing and Poetry

Stuff

I had a nut once
thrown at me...
I think I threw it back.
I just didn't know what to do with it.

I had some beef once
speaking French.
No, I didn't eat it:
I think it was gay.

I had a note
back in high school
but it ended badly
and I shredded it.

Once, I had a ring
I wanted it to mean yes
but it always said no.
I returned to sender.

I had a farm.
The farm had a Heidi.
I stopped trying to plow
and moved on to other pastures.

I had a phone once
connected to another
the texts might've been eternal
but I chose to ignore them.

I thought, once,
I had a lot
but it turns out
I never had anything.

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another one
Category: Writing and Poetry

Long Gone

Damn, if I knew
I'd wish, want, desire again
I might have been different.
Seeing someone happy
I'm happy, but not.
why not me?
too good, too far, too polar opposite
And that leaves me
sees me
wondering about the end
and why it is
that I passed by the chance
if there was one.

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poetery, of course
Category: Writing and Poetry

Heavyweight

lost in transition
a bad round that keeps repeating
if only in a slow-mo replay
the brain forgets to skip ahead

what a fight
punch, jab to the stomach
to find a bout thought won
lost in reality

the brain referrees
says, 'you ought to know,'
but who wants to know
they've lost?

a powerhouse opponent
keeps hits above the belt
they only feel illegal
when the game is lost for good

no use in reliving
the history of a fight
but, too bad - the replay
keeps showing up on the news

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Life, the Universe and... Everthing
Category: Pets and Animals

How well the sands of time
break over
leaving me wondering...

What happened to my blog?

Life... Well, life with two cats is interesting.  I get up on time for work, so I guess that's a good thing.  Except that I now hate my job.

I loved my job for a while.  Then my boss yelled at me and that kinda pisses me off.  So work is now horrible and I don't want to go.  Ever again.

Since I want to be a "professional" writer, I've decided to try and do something about that.  I'm no good at writing articles for magazines or short stories that actually sell to magazines.  I'm attempting to put my skills to other uses.  We'll see how that goes.

As far as the Universe...  Cats sure do take that up when you have them.  Pretty much the entire 'Verse belongs to them.  Dumb cats.

And... Everything.

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Category: Writing and Poetry

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’Cause of weirdness
Category: Writing and Poetry

Creep

i felt
the way a breeze moved
past my body as i sat and stared
i felt as though a hand
hovered somewhere
just above my shoulder
i turned
loosely based in work
looking for
a shift in focus so i didn't have to stare
i felt
but there was nothing there

there, the change
air pressure behind me, i swear
eyes stare at my neck
shadow waits out of reach
but still there

lost my mind
to staring at the screen

so why
now away and safe from toil
i feel
wisps of someone
still there
and my door keeps moving
like
a ghost wants to come inside

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