A word often misused by people in an effort to gain sympathies when an event in time seems to be beyond the horizon. The act itself is cowardly and deceptive to one self. If eternity is a weight on the shoulders, is it not better to maintain that given time left to make the best of it?
Or is it just laziness and comfort that allows people to avoid progress and creativity?
There is no winner in the whining game. All will be loosers. Sadly the one loosing the most is the whiner herself. In the effort of winning sympathies and recognition the loss will outnumber the nonexistent gain to this person. Not only will she loose trust and confidence from her coworkers and friends, but also loose a greater part of herself when finding out that nobody cares. She has painted herself into a corner and she is the only one that fits to sit there.
This is nothing more than suicide. If one wants to whine, do it creatively and to someones face. Lurkers are weak in the mind and do not possess the courage needed. They simply stab you in the back and piss on your corpse rather than using the confronting - processing - evolving equation.
Eternity. There is no such thing for political or social suicides.
Do not tie the noose around your neck if you can't kick the chair away.
July 18, 2008
July 17, 2008
July 16, 2008
difference enlightens
This is in every way true and the core in personal progress and development. For how boring and dull wouldn't the world be if everyone was the same? I know I would be pissed if all were like me. Then again, if it were so, I can guarantee the world to be a better place for all.
We need to be different, in every way possible, or else there will be no meaning. To dive deep into the things that separate us from eachother is what makes us learn and reach further down into ourselves. If we have nothing or no one to compare to or use as a cross reference, all progress will be lost. Our differences is what brings us together wether we want to or not. Some say that it separates and divides us and those retrogressive narrow minded poor excuses for flesh and bone wants it to be just like that, all in the name of profit and greed. For our differences no matter what can be used as ends to justify the means for warmonglers and world bullies.
That which makes us different should be the factor that guides us towards greater understanding and the wanting to learn more. Not a separator. Not a divider.
Difference enlightens.
We need to be different, in every way possible, or else there will be no meaning. To dive deep into the things that separate us from eachother is what makes us learn and reach further down into ourselves. If we have nothing or no one to compare to or use as a cross reference, all progress will be lost. Our differences is what brings us together wether we want to or not. Some say that it separates and divides us and those retrogressive narrow minded poor excuses for flesh and bone wants it to be just like that, all in the name of profit and greed. For our differences no matter what can be used as ends to justify the means for warmonglers and world bullies.
That which makes us different should be the factor that guides us towards greater understanding and the wanting to learn more. Not a separator. Not a divider.
Difference enlightens.
rituals
A big part in every day life for most people, not just religious. If one performs certain things in distinct movements or patterns because it feels awkward not to do it, one is exersising a ritual of some sort.
A ritual does not have to include animal slaughter, satanic pentagrams or the cross of jesus christ. I have for example my morning rituals. If I do not perform them in a specific way, or not at all, I start on the wrong foot so to say. When I am in the shower, without my fiancé, I follow a specific movement pattern. If not, it doesn't feel right.
These are just small things but it is in fact the small things that count. God, if you choose to believe in him or something similar, is definately in the details. I do not consider myself religious in any way, with the exeption of interest in the way it impacts on humans and its mythology.
Every day rituals, we all have them, may come off as weird. You might just now think or say to your friends that this guy has really lost it. Maybe so, but I can guarantee that you all have lost equal amounts of sanity as I, should you judge me in that fashion. Maybe you've never thought about it, so try it for a day or two. Really go through your day with an open mind to what you are actually doing and how.
You will be surprised.
A ritual does not have to include animal slaughter, satanic pentagrams or the cross of jesus christ. I have for example my morning rituals. If I do not perform them in a specific way, or not at all, I start on the wrong foot so to say. When I am in the shower, without my fiancé, I follow a specific movement pattern. If not, it doesn't feel right.
These are just small things but it is in fact the small things that count. God, if you choose to believe in him or something similar, is definately in the details. I do not consider myself religious in any way, with the exeption of interest in the way it impacts on humans and its mythology.
Every day rituals, we all have them, may come off as weird. You might just now think or say to your friends that this guy has really lost it. Maybe so, but I can guarantee that you all have lost equal amounts of sanity as I, should you judge me in that fashion. Maybe you've never thought about it, so try it for a day or two. Really go through your day with an open mind to what you are actually doing and how.
You will be surprised.
July 15, 2008
why english?
Well, the thing is that I enjoy the english language. Both spoken and written, and I have during the years that have passed produced numbers of lyrics and poems in english.
In these modern times when countless and soulless individuals spend most of their breathing time in front of the computers with their blogs and what not, why not me as well?
I have previous to this mass, and still maintaining, a blog in swedish which has the basic psalms as this. However, with this I have taken it one step further by leaving my primary tounge by writing in english. Hopefully I don't come off as a complete retard. For those of you following this mass, you will notice that a few of the blogs I follow are in swedish, and this is nothing stranger than it is, being that some of you in fact are swedish.
This will basically be my own revolution against everything. We will here elicitate boundaries, both physical and subcounsious, as well as the faults and errors that are the human plague. Nothing is sacred. Nothing is banned. There are no taboos to breach. There will be only me and you. A process of the things that makes us who we are and why we let certain things and events get to us.
I find it easier to progress and express in english. Simple as that. If you find it to be intriguing, appalling, mindnumbing or maybe just poetic, enjoy and stick around.
In these modern times when countless and soulless individuals spend most of their breathing time in front of the computers with their blogs and what not, why not me as well?
I have previous to this mass, and still maintaining, a blog in swedish which has the basic psalms as this. However, with this I have taken it one step further by leaving my primary tounge by writing in english. Hopefully I don't come off as a complete retard. For those of you following this mass, you will notice that a few of the blogs I follow are in swedish, and this is nothing stranger than it is, being that some of you in fact are swedish.
This will basically be my own revolution against everything. We will here elicitate boundaries, both physical and subcounsious, as well as the faults and errors that are the human plague. Nothing is sacred. Nothing is banned. There are no taboos to breach. There will be only me and you. A process of the things that makes us who we are and why we let certain things and events get to us.
I find it easier to progress and express in english. Simple as that. If you find it to be intriguing, appalling, mindnumbing or maybe just poetic, enjoy and stick around.
morning scent
Coffee is in the making as I am scribbling down the words dejour, as they are coming at the moment. Feeling tired today, weak in the body. Weak in the structure that will supposedly keep me upright for a few more years. My structure needs coffee and my coffee needs milk and lots of it. Tastes like shit otherwise. You could say I like my milk with a splash of coffee in it. Not passing down the sugar either so keep it coming, though I have cut down immensely on that.
Just ten more minutes before the store across the street opens up its jaws to the nonpatient public. A public this hour of the day consisting merely of seniors reeking of death and decaying skin, your standard alcoholics in dire need of that first fix, and me. But I just want that milk so I can get my coffee so I can regain the energy to straiten my backbone into the world.
For the greater good, I will return.
With coffee.
Just ten more minutes before the store across the street opens up its jaws to the nonpatient public. A public this hour of the day consisting merely of seniors reeking of death and decaying skin, your standard alcoholics in dire need of that first fix, and me. But I just want that milk so I can get my coffee so I can regain the energy to straiten my backbone into the world.
For the greater good, I will return.
With coffee.
July 14, 2008
why this shit?
What the hell was he thinking, trying to pull a stunt like that off? Start a new blog, and in fucking english?! What the hell for? I mean, he is after all swedish, why not just keep wrighting in swedish?
Well, these are all good questions to ask, but not the right ones. Because there are none. This is simply a different atempt of making myself heard, using a variation of means to reach that very goal.
This is not, I repeat N O T, a quest for fame and glory. Fame and glory is merely words of praise laid upon people by others standing in awe, too much a coward to seek the ability in one self to accomplish things solely.
This will be self loathing. This will be ugly. In fact, this will be life in its truest form. There will be no lies or fabrications. The right question is, what are you willing to believe is the truth? After all, the truth is in the eyes of the beholder.
We will dive deep into this matter along the way, as well as everything else and nothing really special.
Well, these are all good questions to ask, but not the right ones. Because there are none. This is simply a different atempt of making myself heard, using a variation of means to reach that very goal.
This is not, I repeat N O T, a quest for fame and glory. Fame and glory is merely words of praise laid upon people by others standing in awe, too much a coward to seek the ability in one self to accomplish things solely.
This will be self loathing. This will be ugly. In fact, this will be life in its truest form. There will be no lies or fabrications. The right question is, what are you willing to believe is the truth? After all, the truth is in the eyes of the beholder.
We will dive deep into this matter along the way, as well as everything else and nothing really special.
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