Time and Time Again

I wrote a new poem yesterday based on time. I was pretty bored in biology and had just finished having a conversation about quantum physics with Mr. kassebaum when I decided that I should write a poem about times inexistence:

Time

Time

The existence

Is like the open ocean

With no end, infinitely encircling the world

The white water, the deep black ocean

Emitting the fear and desire

To which I do admire

The never ending blight

Of civilizations might

Will soon find the endless enwrapment of the ocean

Taking what was once its

Unforgiving

Lest we forget what has brought us here

Lest we lose ourselves to every cheer

Of every crowd

Of every thought

Of every perspective

Whence we conquer all

Everything will fall

Its just up to us

To heed the call

Dont make a fuss

Become apart of us

Before we become the dust

Floating in the forever wind

Of the infinite itself

The cycle never dies

The cycle never cries

All focus has been lost

And at every cost

The relaxation takes over

Easing the end

But how can we say

That even to this day

That there is that end

That we cannot fend

Now why not lend

So that we can tend

To another trend

Round the bend

Revolution

Evolution

Unity and oneness

Will bring the new era

Of discovery and love

To move above

Fly like the dove

Giving that last shove

Pushing towards the infinite

Beacause with every rhyme

We lose time

And the existence dissapates and disintegrates with humanity itself


I wrote the whole poem in my journal, I made some tiny edits on this one, adding some new words, enhancing it I guess you could say. But anyways I went on to talking about times meaning and existence in my journal. And how this effects the idea of life and death, and how we can transcend beyond percieving just an organism dying, by reviewing the effects that come from a death, and how it may effect life in some way, but thats not to say that death can cause more death, perhaps through plague or disease. I'm just saying that theres this never ending cylce of life, and it can be seen as eternal in many different ways, as we still question our consciousness, and the electromagnetic energy from within our minds. Again, I still find myself questioning this, asking myself but how could they live on? Wheres their source of energy and power? Anyways, Oliver just came in and he wants to see my blog. So I'll talk to you later.

Have a Good One.

Dr. Manhattan and the Human Time Bomb

I saw the best fucking movie of my entire life. I want to say that it changed my life, but it didnt, it only boosted what is currently my view on society and humans as we know it.

Its all based on deevolution, our own human race turning on itself and killing one another because we have run out of "common enemies." I take that quote right out of the movie. That was probably the easiest message to get, and yes it did phase me. Although I choose to look at it in a lighter sense. Not in a violent one or a self-destructive one, of course we all know that is what comes of this, but I choose to see it as a sense of unity. We have not forgotten togetherness, uniting under one flag known as whatever "cause" we are supposedly fighting for. But why fight? Why not form this unity, this understanding of one another around love. Well, as Alan had put it, its a completely unrealistic idea and will probably never happen, which is true, but this is why Dr. Manhattan is my hero. He gave up a life of peace and solidarity to become the common enemy of the people we all have come to know and hate, humans. I'd like to change that to know and love, sucks that some of us cant see it that way...oh well. What am I to do about it, what are we all to do about it... Must one of us really put themselves in radioactive chamber have our molecules ripped apart as if they were nothing turning that person into a being simliar to a godlike creature? If you ask me, I would think that there would be no other alternative.

Whatever, thats my analyzation of the last couple of scenes in the movie, now for an analyzation on Rorschachs perspective on everything. He viewed humanity almost the same way I did. Full of a sense of perversion, drug abuse, an abuse of liberalism. Which I actually completely agree with. During these, as I would call it, Pre-Apocalyptic times, people are losing themselves in actual anarchy. I wont lie, I even find myself enjoying the occasional "afterparty." My views on society and government as a whole also, at times, lean towards anarchy. For instance, I dont believe in nationalism. I believe thats what tears us apart as a human race. Distinguishing ourselves as part of another country. I can't walk into a bar and not notice the think Russian accent from the guy sitting next to me, and of course the question will arise, "Where are you from?" and he will most likely reply, "From Russia." And maybe he might ask, "And where might you be from?" Now I have thought about a response to this question, and I think I've got it down, tell me how this sounds, "I am from earth." I may receive puzzled looks, who knows, maybe the guy will understand my standpoint, and nod his head ever so slight acknoledging my stance on nationality. But I'm getting way off topic, back to Rorschach. He points out his sickness with society, the perversion, the drugs, the violence. All of it just crude and disgusting. And yet, I can't disagree, as much as I love perversion, drugs, and violence, in a sense of seeing it on TV screens, and movie screens. He has a point. That without this stuff. We may be better off as human beings. Well, in the end, he ends up dying. I think he died because all of the interest was sucked out of the world. All the stuff that he hated and fought against was gone. So it was his time to move on because he couldnt last in a world where there was no hatred. It was his own hatred that killed him. His own depression. Well, this is just my opinion. I really don't know, nor can I remember the real reason, but thats something that will probably lead me to seeing this movie once more. 

One more thing, I just cant understand why the critics gave this movie mediocre reviews. Perhaps they are so shallow themselves that they don't understand the plot of the movie. Or maybe theyre trying to drive audiences somewhere else so that they all don't see the underlying messages within this movie, because one of them in particular had a lot to do with the media and its relevance to "interesting" and "dramatic" stories. Maybe these guys didn't want people to lose faith with the papers and magazines. Who knows? Again I don't. I wish I did, but I don't. 

Now, all we have left to do, is watch as humanity crushes itself with its own iron fist. As we all crumble beneath the fabrics of society so carefully woven, and yet so easily torn apart. Personally I can wait. But when that time comes. I won't be surprised, and I won't be expecting. I'm just here to live my life, and be Phil for as long as I can be. Ok I'm off to bed.

I hope that you all, Have A Good One.

Ugh

If theres one thing I hate more than anything in this world its being sick. I've been sick for about 4 days, going on 5, I hate this man. It's impossible to sleep at night, I'm coughing 24/7, I'm tired like all the time. The one thing that I really do miss is my friends. I feel quite lonely, being confined indoors. I miss the outside world. Like right now I feel alright, not too sick, just ok. But just watch at about I dont know, 5:00 I'll get really sick. I really hope that I am better by this weekend. It would suck if I had to spend my whole weekend at home being sick. Ok I dont know what to write anymore. So I guess I'm outta here. 

PS I hate coughing cause everytime I do it my stomach feels horrible

Have A Good One