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Friday, 10 July 2009

  • Dude. Relax.

    .x. this is the correlation between salvation and love... don't drop your arms, I'll guard your heart .x.
    The Unwinding Cable Car - Anberlin

    I've noticed something peculiar about a family member, and about society in general that sometimes tends to tick me off.

    Why is it our goal to make everything about us? To make all these issues that force us to board in the windows with fear, to suspect the worse in everyone and immeadiately go on your hackles when these issues appear? I've noticed it numerous times, and all these times I've always felt the instinct of just saying 'Dude. Relax. Humanity is still good. Chill.' And every time I do say this, they laugh at me and call me naive and childish.

    These people tend to buy easily into conspiracies, specifically against the government and large corporations. It's a little ridiculous, and they always assume they are all knowing, that they know what's best and you are some ignorant kid who's bought into this. First of all, a lot of the things they claim are true are utterly unfounded. And when I point that out, they say it's because the government is truly trafficking all of the information we get.

    Humanity takes the easy route with about everything that we do. It something is cheaper to make, we make it. If something is easier to do, we do it. We don't waste time doing things that won't immeadiately do something good. That's not human nature. Human nature is to get the job done NOW. Humans will not pour chemicals into your Fruit Loops just because they can. That's useless and will probably cost them more money and lawsuits. Humans will dump whatever is the cheapest, regardless if it's good or not, into your Fruit Loops. The world revolves around sex. (Yes, sex. Money = sex appeal therefore = gettin' laid.) Whatever people can do to get closer to that goal, they certainly will.
     
    Big corporations will not poison you for no good reason, and even if they are, they'll stop if you demand it enough. Somewhere I heard that Wal-Mart removed hormones from their cows because consumers demanded it so much. (I'd give the link, but I can't remember where it is. I'll list it at the bottom if I find it.) So, this is obvious proof that humanity is fueled with sex/money. Wally World knew we'd stop buying it if they kept putting crap into it, so they decided, eh, okay, we'll stop. Cause we need the money.

    This is easy to understand. VERY easy to understand. This is something I like to call logic.

    Humans, by nature, are not aggressive. We are a social people and love interacting with others. This is the same for EVERYTHING humanity touches. There are very, very, very few instances where a corporation does something that they go out of their way to do -- or a person. The definition of evil, I'd reckon, is when a person goes out of their way to harm another, even if it harms them as well. How many people in the world ARE there like that? (A good person will go out of their way to do something for someone even if it hurts them. These are more common.)

    Another example, which spurred me to write this, is about doctors and veterinarians. The people I am describing feel as if doctors and scientists only wish to DESTROY THE WORLD UHAHAHAHA. I am happy to say, this is not true. When a doctor or vet is brisk with you, it's only because he/she is exhausted, and even if you've researched your illness, he/she doesn't know, because anyone else could say that, and you could quite possibly sue them if they buy into what you're saying. Besides, a lot of doctors and vets don't really care about their job, or they're sick of it. I know it's hard, but TRY to look at things from THEIR perspective instead of snarling about how the entire world hates you.

    I don't know if you're one of these people, or have ran into some types, but frankly, I'm sick of them. My father was like that, and I've had enough for a lifetime. No more Illuminati or alien crap for me.

    ---> http://www.nwaonline.net/articles/2008/03/21/business/032208walmartmilk.txt <--- Here ya go.

    -DDS

     




Saturday, 27 June 2009

  • Woah, we're not racin' a marathon, here, heart.

    .x. so little time the pace has changed, but I'm still waiting, a thousand years of timeless days, somnambulating .x.
    Somnambulist - BT

    Out - Natsuo Kirino

    Y'know, I just realized, falling head over heels for someone isn't quite as bad as I thought. The massive grins and stutters and squeaks and heart thumps can be kind of fun after a while.

    All I wanted to say.

    -DDS

Thursday, 25 June 2009

  • We can GIT-R-DONE!

    .x. oh my, it's a mirage, I'm tellin' y'all, it's SABOTAGE! .x.
    Sabotage - The Beastie Boys

    If you've read any of my blogs from before, you know I'm from the country, and right proud of it, too. I love running around in the hills of country, doing yardwork that would bring a muscle builder to tears, and just generally being totally awesome in the country style.

    So, I've been in Tallahassee, Florida for the past few days and I was sent outside to go dig a hole for a camelia, and I finished it in about 15 minutes, and then was back inside and doing what I had planned to do, when it occured to me that there's an untapped resource the military should take advantage of.

    Us. Yes, that's right, us.

    Who's us?

    The country girls who work harder then any sissy-ass boy could hope, who cook and clean and kick ass and fire guns on the weekends. And the country boys, who maybe can't cook, but who plough and work outside from dawn to dusk.

    C'mon, military! Start puttin' up those bases where WE are! We'll flock to ya, just make sure our families are taken care of and you've got us for god knows how long.

    General so and so, if you're reading this, INVEST IN US. We can kick ass and look hot.

    -DDS

Saturday, 20 June 2009

  • I miss it, god, I do

    .x. I replay it in the back in my mind, over and over again (I wanna do it again) .x.
    Younglife - Anberlin

    Nostalgia. This is one of the emotions that everyone faces that I am so cautious of, but embrace so freely. Nostalgia. Just the word makes you think of sunny days and blissful lives.

    My friend (or sister?) has been gone for the past few days, so I've been faced with that emotion so much more than usual. After being alive for a while, after facing things for a while, going through some difficult things, the sweetest memories of hell tend to reside deeply in your conscience. (Way to go, DDS! Poeticism FTW.) At least, that's for me.

    I have always been cautious of talk of a utopia or perfection or heaven, for that specific reason. Never cry, never be sad, never feel pain, anguish, all of those emotions. But, what you don't realize is that we would never truly treasure life if we did not have those emotions, if we were stripped of them, exiled from them. I have not had very much security in my life, but the times I have it, the times I have some sort of rock to cling to, it's truly awesome. And it goes both ways, too. Some people love it when everything's utterly out of control and they don't know where they'll be the next day. I've met them.

    Heartbreak, oh, heartbreak. Some people find their love the very, very first time, the first time they fall, they find that person and they never have their heart broken, never face the 'Is this it?' question or recoil from the thought of loving again. I have not been one of those lucky few. But I don't want to be, thinking on it. Because whenever I do find that happy glittering emotion, I treasure it more then ever, it's not so cheap to me as it is to the lucky ones. Isn't every good thing in life this way?

    So no. I don't want to go to heaven. Because I love being miserable as much as I love being happy, because you can't have one without having the other, can you? How do you treasure freedom if you've never been chained? How do you fall into love endlessly without ever being heartbroken? How can you be proud of being strong if you've never been weak?

    Ugh. xD;; That Anberlin song has got me all kinds of nostalgicky.

    It's fun. :]


Thursday, 18 June 2009

  • What's wrong with a little tree lovin'?

    .x. you're better than drugs, your love is like wine .x.
    Better Than Drugs - Skillet

    My question today... is about a topic that is deep and sincere in my heart. That has driven me to tears of righteous, furious, wildfire anger...

    ... What do you people have against trees?

    I mean, COME ON! Do you people not THINK? Are you not ALLOWED to? Are you so absorbed with your all-awesome power that you cannot bear to even dream of a tree being SENTIENT? That you, oh, of COURSE know that's not possible?

    How the hell do you know? Call me crazy, call me psycho, but wonder this -- how do you know anything?

    All the facts that you CLAIM are true, the logic, the mathematics, etc... could easily be false. Who SAYS they're facts? Who says this word is truly correct? Who says so?! Don't tell me GOD, oh, please. That excuse is so over used. Be original, people.

    But anyway, if you don't get what I'm rambling about, here's a summary.

    THINK A LITTLE.

    Why did I make this point?

    Because. It was to make you think.

    If I succeeded, good, post a comment.

    No? Then STFU.

    -DDS

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