sometimes ridiculous

everything is perspective... the amount of time we are alive in this life is infinitesimal when viewed in geological or astronomical perspectives... compare 100 years to 4,500,000,000 years... both approximations for the life of a human and the life of this planet Earth... and the universe is three times older than the Earth, again estimating... and was there nothing before the universe?... i doubt it, as nothing comes from nothing, as far as we know (and size is an even more perspective dependent theory, concept, and reality)... and that is the rub upon rub upon rub, everything we know could be wrong, or at least a whole lot of it... not even counting all the delusions accepted as truths and all the other mental illnesses distorting human knowledge even more (it is amazing humans have survived as long as they have, whether you think it is thousands or millions of years, but those are other stories), ya know?... ultimately, knowledge is sometimes ridiculous and humans are even more ridiculous when we think we actually know anything beyond the shadow of doubt...

i mean, are butterflies really free?...

realigion

the real ligion, or legion, as some spell it, is coming and after a major cataclysmic event that whipes out tens of millions of people including the president, the republican nominee is elected into the new west coast white house and declares marshall law because paranoia runs rampant and fear grips what is left of the usa and the mormon christians lead all the other christians into a holy war that first secures canadian and south american oil reserves to protect them and then invades the middle east selling the jews as the chosen people so they support the war even if they don't know they are to be born again and anyone opposing the latter day saints army suddenly start disappearing in droves and some underground opposition are calling the new mormon president the anti-christ and then the news is blacked out and the sky falls...

see, the mayans left this message on my answering machine...

stratusvarious

once there was a madhouse, high and tall,
walls crept over with vines…
older than the nature, hear the call,
said he was a friend of mine…

gazing up at starlight, gave my all,
some will smile, some will frown…
would it even matter, afterall,
if no one was looking down…

what am I looking for…
what am I hoping for…
what am I craving for…
attention, nothing more…

once there was a loner, high and lost,
fear distorted his mind…
in his lonely wanders, damn the cost,
equal can be suicide…

what am I looking for…
what am I hoping for…
what am I craving for…
to be loved, nothing more
to belong, nothing more
to be me, nothing more

but who dares to know the truth
that sets us free?...
to belong, to be loved,
to be anything, first,
one must be

obviously

for no apparent reason (as if), except to have a place to put this blog title that just came to me and demanded to be part of my blogosphere (did i use the word blogosphere in the first entry of this blog?... and come to think of it, how many times have i used the word blog?... whatever happened to diary?... or journal?... or book?... and whatever could that mean, like selling out or conforming or pandering or something like that?... time to change the subject)...

ashley tisdale has nice sweet cheeks...