The price of beauty

Looks like the going rate to "look good" is going up these days, at least in my world. I just spend 70 bucks on this



It goes up to 410 degrees so I think it's well worth it. Plus the cute pink color is the icing on the cake. I also spent 30 bucks on a ballet workout video. It's supposed to transform your body into a dancers body in no time. I'm excited to get into it.

I am also excited to get into Austin and party like my feet are on fire! cuz thats how ima be lookin every weekend. Trust me. You're only 21 for 1 year out of your life so you might as well wear it out like your favorite pair of shoes!

So on a much heavier subject, I have heard that congressman Dennis Kucinich will be (or already has) presenting a declaration of impeachment in front of Congress today. He had this petition circulating all around the net and I guess enough people signed off on it and now he's able to take a huge step towards having those criminals of mass destruction punished for their crimes. I for one signed that petition and sent him a short letter stating my appreciation and hope to get some justice out of this horrible state that our country is in. Here's the video if you're intersted.



Hopefully we will be hearing about the outcome of this presentation soon. That's if the media allows it. =\

Dark Knight

So I along with thousands of other Americans enjoyed a brilliant rendition of Batman this weekend. I think Heath Ledger did a fantastic job. He is by far the radest Joker EVER! It's a sad shame that he died right before he could be awarded for it. =[
Throughout the movie I couldn't help but wonder how it's even possible to become someone else to the point that you disappear into this different persona. I mean Heath was so much the Joker that he even walked like the Joker would. It was crazy. So eerie his role was.



Imagine waking up to that every night. *shudders*

Why so serious?

Silent Story

It's funny how things are so simple and yet on the surface so chaotic. And it seems like when you think of any aspect of life there's always a distinct opposite to it. Of coourse there's good and evil, young and old, black and white. There are those who know truth and those who don't. I remember learning about Plato and all of the bright philosophers of our time who spent endless hours searching their brains for the meaning of life. Plato developed The Theory of Forms as a result of his research. This theory of his, in spite of its madness, reduced human nature and mother nature itself (the spatio-temporal world that we live in) into a dream. To Plato, the only reality is in the world of the Forms. You can only find true knowledge in this relm. This means, according to Plato, everything we think we know is only a very small fraction of the way it truely is. Down to the smallest piece of grain from a slab of wood. Everything on this earth has a one true form. So there is one true person, one true book, one true table, etc. Plato believed that at one time before our individual births into this phony world, we saw the land of the Forms (well our souls did anyway). And in order to have true knowledge of something one must be "revisited" with a recollection of the souls experience in that relm. Give or take a few details here and there, this was Plato's argument for the truth behind our existence. Noone could ever imagine that he came up with this after having a deep conversation with Socrates over what virtue means. SMH.

AnywaY this astounded me. As I sat looking up at my professor with my mouth wide open I thought of how truely complicated the human mind can get and yet how it wastes much of its thoughts on useless nonsense. This is life. This is human nature. No matter how things are in the world around you people will never cease to question the truth behind their own existence. In almost all these cases they end up finding every excuse in the book rather than simply giving God the glory and being done with it. Nevertheless, I might be able to see the mistakes people make regarding these things but no matter what, people will look the other way and place themselves at the center of the universe. Like Descartes once said "I think, therefore, I am."

The most literal poem I've ever written.

Silent Story

Vultures are flying around this neighborhood
Moving in circles that form shadows where
Spiders spin webs in rapid rhythm. Before them,
This place was a library.
In that library there
Were books about planes and Indians.
People read these books
In silence under fluorescent
Lights that heated the ink
That would melt the words and they
Changed according to the time or to the
Person who possessed it.
Before the books, there were stories;
But they too would change
And disintegrate under the
Heat. The library
Stood in place of a house that
Once had life. The laughter cracked
The concrete foundation and it crawled
Up the walls into the rooms
Until it reached the top.
The life crumbled
Within the house
While the highway behind it
Murmured through the wind.
There were once cars on that
Highway.
They drove on cracked
Pavement that zig
Zagged all the
Way down
To the train railing
Out of control
Into the pit
Beneath the highway
Where the cars
Fell onto each other.
Some cars would break away
And drive backwards towards
The beginning of the ramp where trees
Quaked from the ground up in silent anticipation.
The leaves fell down upon the lawns and the children
Played in them with their ears to the ground listening
To the sound of thunder.

©08 VAW

Just think outside the box on this one. It isn't as odd as it may seem =]

Things done in darkness will ALWAYS be brought to the light.

Former White House Press Secretary Scott McClellan wrote a book exposing the Bush administration of leading America into an unecessary war with propaganda and lies. He claim that they were not "open and forthright on Iraq". The book is titled "What Happened: Inside the Bush White House and Washington's Culture of Deception".

I think this was a smart move on his part. When the government is finally judged for their deception and curruption he won't be judged too harshly. Hopefully the citizens of America wake up and realize that the world as we see it through the media is NOT true.

On Wednesday CNN's Jessica Yellin had an interview with Anderson Cooper about McClellan's memoir and embellished some of her own stories. She stated: "The press corps was under enormous pressure from corporate executives, frankly, to make sure that this was a war presented in a way that was consistent with the patriotic fever in the nation and the president's high approval ratings," "And my own experience at the White House was that the higher the president's approval ratings, the more pressure I had from news executives — and I was not at this network at the time — but the more pressure I had from news executives to put on positive stories about the president, I think over time...."
Upon Cooper asking her if she was forced to tell only positive stories about the president, she responded,
"Not in that exact.... They wouldn't say it in that way, but they would edit my pieces," "They would push me in different directions. They would turn down stories that were more critical, and try to put on pieces that were more positive. Yes, that was my experience."

Looks to me that more people are joining the McClellan bandwagon. The more people who stand up for what is right, the more truth will come out and the less control the government will have over the brainwashed masses. Wake up people! We ARE brainwashed...

brain-wash-ing
1. a method for systematically changing attitudes or altering beliefs, originated in totalitarian countries, esp. through the use of torture, drugs, or psychological-stress techniques.
2. any method of controlled systematic indoctrination, esp. one based on repetition or confusion: brainwashing by TV commercials.

Is Oprah evil?

There is only one way to the Truth, but that way is very narrow; only a small number of people will ever find it.

The Basement

Here's a little poem I wrote at 5 oclock in the morning. Why does inspiration hit me at the most random times? meh. enjoy =]


The Basement

It will all make sense in the end, but for now the story belongs to you.
And you will keep it forever stored in the bottom of your house along
with everything else that you keep down there. And when the time
comes you will stand at the top of the stairs thinking about them.
The dusty lamp-shade made light, red; which made you think about the doorknob
leading to the basement where the records hide inside boxes. They sit next to
the china and the Polaroid’s. Bicycles in basements can not ride themselves, but
then again mysterious things are known to happen in the darkest places. Places
where the story lays wrapped up in a blanket while you stand there, one hand on
the knob, and the other in the air. You begin to ask yourself why they made basements
anyway; if not to forget about things. It is much easier to forget about things, until you
ask yourself: who is they? You put your conscience down there one day, and they
taught you how to shut the door and never think of it again. But it is hard to forget.
Isn’t it? When the beating never stops? You have been trying to ignore it for some time now. Other people’s basements thump softly; therefore, they can live with the sound. But yours beats like 33 base drums that roar to your every footstep and your every whisper in the dark. It is there, and it cries and it sighs and it dies; for you. That old story about treasure screams while the wooden planks vibrate driving nails against your foot.


© 08'


Back in Austin enjoyin the weirdness. I saw "There will be Blood" with Sol at the drafthouse on 6th st. tonight. The acting was superb. Tomorrow night I'll be at the Beta Chi Theta house drinkin up the free liquir while striking up convos with random strangers. Can't wait.
Until then I'm drowning myself in hours of Spanish and Othello.

By the time I'm done I will have mixed the two creating a hybrid Spanish Shakespear version of Othello....in my mind of course. =]

Later.

More photos to come in future posts.