The Nuthouse

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Who reads this?

who reads my posts? Drake, do you? Is it safe here? Well, if I were to make up a religion, I'd go with a pantheon and not aliens. It is so much more interesting.

why do i game?

Blah blah balh. Why don't I quit gaming and write? That's what I ask my friends, too. Why don't THEY quit gaming and write, or something. Yeah. I should lead by example -- right after I finish this next quest....

I thought i was dying, but it didn't happen. Instead, my husband forced me to visit the doctor; he gave me drugs which I continue to take, and recommended two other docs for other problems. I'm alive.

pouts

Moon says that few people can understand what I write. Rich says it's too long. Drake says absolutely nothing. *sigh* I feel irrelevant.

LJ post from 1/23

LJ post

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January 23, 2009 Someone said a thing that was a logical fallacy. When I pointed to it, she repeated it as her answer, so instead of correcting her again, here is a new post. Have you read the entirety of King's famous speech? No one reads the whole thing. No one quotes the parts that don't fit their opinions. No one cares. Few take the time to hear what is said. Fewer still actually think about it to the point of drawing logical conclusions. What of today's leaders? Did you hear all of Obama's speech? Or did you just catch the highlights on CNN as they analyzed it to death? Do you know the real difference between Republican and Democrat? Have you ever tried to discover the truth? Few do. It is much easier to simply react to hot button words and to take a stand based on one monotone issue instead of looking at the whole picture. Believe me, it is difficult to view the whole picture! There are so many facets and nuances that hide the basic core beliefs of either party. Both want to appeal to the masses for power. Then they certainly will act to promote those hidden, deceptive core beliefs. Few want to reveal their true stand on any issue until elected. Politicians use catch phrases and vague details until elected. It's called 'politics', and it works. So, where am I going with this? Last year, someone on another such site upset me to the point that I deleted all my poetry and short stories from the Internet. This is notice that I shall officially resign from political stands. Americans in general do not know history, nor how we are poised for drastic change that may include the rescission of all our freedoms. We don't understand logic, nor science, nor social forces. We think everything can be 'fixed'. Everything must be solved in sound bytes and with good intentions instead of quiet logic and hard decisions that take courage and perseverance. If they consider it at all, most Americans think that the current hostility in the Middle East has something to do with recent events. Some reach back as far 1948 or even 1917 for the problem, but they are wrong. This whole situation is 5000 years old and started as a dark, dirty family secret. We Americans simply cannot comprehend this. We are bred to believe that bygones can be bygones, and that family feuds can be resolved. One look at daytime TV should remove that thought from everyone's minds. I've heard discussions on the evolution of political systems. There is nothing new under the sun, folks. People are the same as they were in 3000 B.C. There are simply more of us, now. People continue to fight wars, and wars are all fought for the same reasons. The mechanics of war change with technology, but the reasons stay the same: greed, power, freedom. When I hear someone say that civilized people don't do a thing, I ask, “Who told you that humanity was civilized?” Have you seen the news? There are more murders, and more horrific murders now than during the days of the Wild West, or the Viking era, or in Roman times. Genocide still exists. Terror cycles, but it doesn't ever stop. “But evil men and seducers shall wax worse and worse, deceiving, and being deceived. ” So, here I am: making depressing statements, wearing my Iron Maiden T, and listening to Finnish Death Metal. Why am I ruining YOUR day? Well, if you managed to read this far, I'm not depressed. I get angry sometimes, but it all comes down to choice. If I'm still alive when human stupidity finally hits rock bottom, I'll be saved from the wrath to come. By my own choice, I'm born again. God promises to take those who side with Him outta here when it can't get any worse. If you want to learn more, you can contact me. (“If thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus and believe in thine heart that God raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved.”) If you want to rant about God, so be it. If I'm wrong, well... My life, at least, will end with the happy thoughts! * Location:Dojo * Mood: chipper * Music:Children of Bodom Tags: * politics and religeon

So, yeah, how do you find friends here?

This started for me to write stuff, but I haven't. I thought I had one friend here, but he left. He doesn't write his thoughts where I can see them anymore. Where are the people? How does one make friends? How do I find something new? Sigh. I feel like a dinosaur.

Supposedly, I know better

Caffeine: what a wonderful, nice, safe, legal drug. It feels so good to drink that two liters of Diet Coke on top of the 16 oz of strong coffee and the can of Monster! Aiii! Then comes the withdrawal symptoms. Which is worse? The headache or the inability to stay awake at work? Hmmm?

What's worse: I know better!!!!

My leg hurts. Oh yeah, I'm complaining. It is quite mysterious, but I've had so many knee injuries, I don't remember if this was the one that ended my interest in skiing, or if it goes all the way back to the biking accident! My husband was a burn victim with the appropriate scars. I joke that the only reason I married him was because he had more scars than I did! All mine involved suddenly not moving: i.e., high speed encounters with an object or surface that was tougher than skin, bone, or ligament.

I guess this means that I can never move up north. S'ok. I grew up here, so snakes, scorpions, and cacti seem normal.

Nothing much happens online anymore. I have a 'real' life. Sometimes, I think I should record my thoughts, or entertain someone, but it gets put on the back burner, and burns. If I remember, I'll go ahead and write something to put here. You see, I don't have internet at home, so I have to use a flash drive and transport my missives to work or the library. heh. Someday, yeah someday, I'll write something.