Sorry that it's been so long. Sometimes I take breaks though. Either I get too busy with school or I'm just not feeling creative enough. This time, I stopped because i was having trouble coming up with things I felt comfortable sharing with the world. It's an interesting balance for bloggers. We birth our brainchildren onto the internet. It's scary. It can be hard to put words on a page let alone to put them out for eyes you'll never meet to read. Any artist, anyone who creates anything encounters this problem, but bloggers become so connected to the world in such an abstract way are part of a unique class. We stream our consciousness constantly into concrete historical monologues. We write our thoughts down as they come and they are permanent. Don't kid yourself, no one is going to pick through your blog's history in a million years to understand 2010 better, but it still seems that we hold a responsibility. The way we think will die with our generation just like every generation before us, but ours will be recorded. Those people coming-of-age in 2010 are constantly connected to an abstract world. We can see pictures of stone-henge, a blog from a kid in Amsterdam, an email from a pen-pal in China, and a facebook newsfeed all on one computer screen. The internet (not to mention advertisements, and other media) allows us to multi-task cultures, but we are displaced from them. We can only see representations of them in pictures, news stories, BLOGS etc. Our varied perceptions only further conceptualize our world. I want to comment on it all; don't you?

THE FUTURE :
Where is the future where is the past
Astronomy without technology cannot last
Solar system colonies, teleport machines
Imminent optimism grasped
We’re taking it back to our dreams
Full steam as we scheme into a future unseen
A blank canvas screen
We’re taking it shaking it making it gleam
Let’s scream…
And let me tell you about my dream
I want to evolve let me tell you what I mean
You see a nuclear weapons intention
Isn’t for protection but destruction
I’m betting that the invention has a function of selection
To determinate how much to exterminate
While the reserve gets paid
Come on give me a break
Let’s put our money into something that counts
Why all the bouts, when agony emphatically amounts
Let’s not fall behind
Peace on earth is evolution for man kind

Long division is a timely process
Subtract through the shadows and darkness
Multiply your movements to shine
Add all your thoughts to equal sublime

I’ve spent so many days and nights
Trying to walk this earth
And what I’ve realised is that this whole universe
Is trying to sympathise giving us a veer to purse
But we ain’t got no purpose so we just search an search
Blowing up the skies until the ozone bursts
Putting toxic waste up underneath the earth
We want to live longer, and still give birth
While all the information gets lost
I only ever here one song on the radio
And all the false reality on those TV shows
So I just hit my pedal let the bass lines flow
Open your mind or I’ll show you the door just,
Shut your eyes so your soul doesn’t know
Shuffle your feet on the dance floor
Let yourself go, show the bare minimal
Love is sublime and not subliminal

Long division is a timely process
Subtract through the shadows and darkness
Multiply your movements to shine
Add all your thought to equal sublime--Dub Fx

lol. I'm becoming such a basshead. You should check Dubstep out though. Let me give you guys a link to a different song--http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ipi9kZ0WhDw&feature=related. 

I just finished writing a research paper on the 1970s in the context of the play, Buried Child, by Sam Shepard. The man is a genius. If you haven't seen one of his plays, or at least read one, do it. It's worth it. Anyhow, it's really interesting how the collective psychology of the U.S. changes over time. I always wonder how my generation will be remembered. I'm pretty sure we're going to be the facebook generation, one that's constantly connected to their social world through a computer screen, maybe that will chane. It's cool to be a member of the coming-of-age generation. We are so empowered for these next few years. We get like 10-20 years to define the American condition. Don't waste it because I want to write the commentary! 

What do you think defines the generation coming of age in 2010? The internet? Our new technologies? The Green Movement? 9/11? What do you think?

P.S. I feel like entertaining today. In addition to a song, I wanted to post a video just for fun--http://www.blublu.org/sito/video/muto.htm 

 

"you're so skinny!"

I remember saying this all the time when I was feeling insecure about how thin my friends were. Every time I walked into a room I would scope it out to see if I was the fattest person in the room. I still rank myself this way when I encounter new people. Face value gets in the way so much.

I went to a club the other day and it was shocking to me how quickly people (including myself) completely degenerated into judgment at face-value. There was no way to really get to know someone in a room that dark with music that loud, but the lighting was just right so you could really judge what someone looked like and either let them dance with you or take a glance and run away. I did it. Multiple times. I'll admit it. I only wanted to dance with physically attractive guys, and I completely ignored anyone whom I thought wasn't worth my time because they weren't easy on the eyes.

It's something that doesn't usually bother me too much in real life (clubs are totally not real life). I like to judge people by their character and how much they interest me. However, I'm still obsessed with how I look. Since I've lost tons of weight, people are nicer to me. I feel more respected even when I do something that warrants no respect at all. People are generally more forgiving and quicker to try to get to know me. I finally had someone say to me today "but you're so skinny!" I was flustered. There's no right response to this. You can't make anyone assume confidence in their appearance. They have to do it themselves. I wish I had said "Why do you worry about it? You're so pretty." (she is, but not because of her physical appearance but because of how caring of a person she is) but I didn't. I got flustered because all of the memories of my own insecurities came flooding back (as if they had ever really gone away). I wanted to say something with more depth. It came out it a horribly jumbled description of how I used to be huge and I lost weight because food at Kent is terrible...yeah...There's one fail, but if it ever happens again I know I'll be better prepared to say something better. How vocal are you about your insecurities?

I'm just saying I don't care what LeBron does. He can stay, he can go. Either way he's a prick. He's been leading us on for 2 years. I just don't care any more. Shouldn't the children choruses be singing for peace in Africa? Not "please stay LeBron!!!!!" Like seriously? Cleveland's been around for a long time, and it will stand whether James stays or goes. HOWEVER, I really want to be downtown tonight when there are riots everywhere after he decides to go to Miami or whatever. It'd be kind of fun to say I watched that office building with his "Witness" mural on it burn. I'm just saying haha. People are so silly. Oh P.S. Apparently LeBron's father has been found! He is taking Gloria James to court over the whole paternity issue. Great timing don't you think?