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|Thursday, October 29th, 2009|
Is the measure of a man his inclination or his action? Is his overall value based on what he does, or what he first wants to see. If it is inclination, then we are all damned to be nothing. When one hears car tires squeelling, and no wreck occurs, why is it we let out a breath of disapointment. Yet when the wreck occurs we rush to help those in sudden need. How do we measure in these instances? Is it the action we choose that makes us, or the action we intially wish for. Perhaps the nice guys really aren't nice, simply they do not wish to be held against the actions that originally are desired.
What is strength? Is it the muscle mass of ones body, the measure of character, the will power they can exert? How do we find it, supply it, increase it? Can these things be done? Sometimes it seems so simple a feat to mearly be more, be stronger, faster, quicker smarter; yet what makes a person greater. Biologically it is the most appealing mate, psychologically it's one who fits us best, sociologically it's one who brings us to a place we want to be, but what does this all mean. Can we truly find greatness, or is greatness a state of mind, a place of being that can only be found within ourselves reguardless of what we think it means. I digress...strength...a facet of our lives that allow us to hold it together. Strength is what keeps us going, the strength of our mind, our body, our soul, our heart, our love, our relationships...all that is us. Can it be measured and weighted? Only by ourselves I guess, for in the end, if we can't be happy with who we are, all the things in the world won't matter. If we need others to acknowledge our strengths, were we ever strong to begin with?
|Wednesday, October 28th, 2009|
So damn tired of the health care debate. Having our government form an insurance company isn't going to help the problem. Want reform, start with the overhead. Malpractice must be addressed, as it is the largest bill doctors have to pay. Almost half of what they make goes there, so they have to make a lot to cover it. Cut that cost down and you can move forward. It isn't rocket science to think that the easiest way to make health care affordable is to make it cheaper, and here is the quickest way. No more malpractice legal cases, a government run panel that decides whether there is an instance of negligence. If so the doctor is prosecuted and restitution made, if not then case goes by by. No more expensive trials, no more human error causing an inconvience for a short time that results in them paying dumb ass people a million dollars for something they don't deserve. If I can figure out how to solve the greed of people wanting something for nothing, then I'll really be smart.
|Monday, June 1st, 2009|
|Thursday, May 14th, 2009|
I realize of late what a wonderful thing LJ can be, and how under utilized it is for me. I really do prefer LJ to twitter/facebook/myspace. I really don't know why I haven't been truly utilizings it's potential. Going to have to change that. Only one person reads this anymore I think, and that's ok, it's not the point of having it. So many communities I must search out. Anyways, field camp is on a quazi hiatus until we figure out whether we can physically get into camp. Forestry majors really do have it odd. Anyways, gotta run, long day out at the gorge and I'm ready for some sleep, I just hope my wee one cooperates with me!
|Sunday, May 10th, 2009|
So very much has transpired since I last wrote here. Out apartment flooded from the above apartments toilet, we've moved back into the old house, Rydia has turned 1, I've finished my semester, we've been to D.C., we've made friends, we've lost friends, we've been in more shit than I care to recant, and now our summer is just up in the air. One plus and minus of being a forestry major is that we have this thing called summer camp. It's 8 weeks of hand on education, which is unparalleled plus for our education. It is also in the mountains of Eastern Kentucky. I was supposed to report today for the begining, but as the north fork of the Kentuck River has flooded the road ways and washed water into the camp itself, we are now delayed till at least Wendsday. Best guessing anyways. So this last week has completely sucked for getting ready due to exams and family comitments, and this week is off to such a grand start that I just don't know what to do with myself. Oh well, guess I can knock a few more things off the to-do list.
|Saturday, January 31st, 2009|
So, I realize that I fail to use this website to it's fullest capacity as I don't post nearly as often as I should. Even though I've been busy, I've mostly been lazy. I do have problems communicating, and I really do want to socialize a bit more, so I'm going to make another concerted effort to post more commonly. I want to rant on so many things, but as my bedroom is currently partially flooded, I think I'm going to leave it at this for the time being and will just do my best. Have a great day everybody, and my little ones birthday is within the next week!!!!
|Monday, September 8th, 2008|
|Progressive little bit
So, at 7 months and 4 days, our little Rydia has discovered that she has the ability to crawl. Marvelous little thing isn't she? It's been a blah day, but at least she is always a little ray of sunshine.
|Thursday, September 4th, 2008|
|Been a while hasn't it???
So, since it's been for ever since I made a post that matters, thought I would update while I have 10 minutes till my next class, which is really a lab. So, for starters, Rydia (my beautiful and wonderful daughter) is doing so amazingly well. One day I will post pictures in here, so just sit tight. She can stand up on her own, takes steps while holding on to objects or people. Recognizes the sign for hungry and can say mama to Erin without fail. No crawling yet, but she gets up on her legs and tries, then decides she just happy where she is. As for Erin and myself; we are absolutely enamored with her, and with both of us being full time students, we are rather busy. I have finally made it into the Forestry program at UK and Erin is trying to head here also for her teaching degree. All in all and exciting time for us. We have a lot of busy work, but we make time somehow, just not enough of it. Well, gotta run out the door to my Forest Ecology lab, yay for 4 hours in the heat!!! See ya guys later!!!
|Saturday, July 12th, 2008|
|Monday, March 24th, 2008|
|Roll over...roll over
And at a whomping 7 weeks (damn near to the minute), little Rydia has figured out how to roll from her belly to her back. She's now attempting to do it again, but she knows how to tuck that arm up now. She is so cute, I need to post more pictures on here, I should figure out how to post pictures on here.
|Sunday, February 3rd, 2008|
We are going to go have the baby now. We will tell you how it goes in a few days. Call if you are that eager and have the number. I will have my phone.
|Saturday, December 1st, 2007|
|The redefinition of oneself...
How many times in our lives do events occur that push us so far beyond our comfort range that we are forced to evolve or die? How often do we force ourselves to look for new meanings when these events transpire? I'm many things, and I find lately that I define myself by these things that I am. I'm a carpenter, a lover, a husband of sorts, a friend, a swordsman, a home remodeler, an adviser, and soon to be a father. I feel I wear the mantle of these things well, trying to hold honor to myself and my family as best I can, being as feeble as I am. I hold no power, though I dream of holding much. I wish to change the world, yet it constantly rolls over me. I find the power I need always out of my reach. I envision greatness, and then wonder what it is. The dreams of my youth peal away to revelations about what is, and to about the future that I find more likely. Things taken for granted, truths of exsistance, suddenly become more liquid, more personal. I find I can't just accept what those before me have done, I must look over them and find out why for myself. I don't take what people tell me and go with it, I find I must dissect it and understand it before I could consider teaching or telling it to my daughter. I find it odd that I worry so much about one who is still months away from being born into this world. Yet I find I want to change this world before she gets here. Children loose their innocence so fast anymore with everyone feeling they have a right to tell you how to raise you're children. They tell you what you can and can't do for punishment, what you should teach them and when, force their ideas of what they should know on them. It just makes me wonder how much of the world I really do understand...
|Sunday, October 14th, 2007|
I have been getting a lot of junk email from random people so I have decided to get a new email address. For those of you that enjoy me, my new email address is: firstname.lastname@example.org.
|Monday, May 28th, 2007|
It's quarter of five in the morning...I can't sleep. My body is exhausted, but no matter what I do, I can't drift off into the realm of the unconscious. Too many things flood my mind, too many problems; too many ideas. I think of so many things that I am beyond able to remember them all, many of them are to be discarded or forgotten anyways. I grow tired...of the world we live in. We are a people (humans on a general whole) obsessed with our own capitalism, be it money or materials or pleasure or release. We work towards those goals with less respect for anyone around us. We can hear 100 people died yesterday in so place we can't spell, and don't hardly show any sign of remorse that it happened. Our children slip further into depravity, either by lack of morals or lack of discipline. The world is nothing like it was 50 years ago. 50 years ago everyone new their neighbors, today, I can't tell you the name of the people who live across the hall from me, granted, they speak Spanish and I don't, but you can still see the point. What do we strive for??? Why is the world a more convenient place, but not necessarily a better place? Isn't it our job to improve the world for our kids? And if so, why isn't it better?
|Wednesday, May 23rd, 2007|
|wow, been a while
So, since it's been a while since I last updated everyone, I thought I'd write in and do so. Got a really bad sunburn at work today, we were mulching the bosses yard. My back looks like a lobster, blisters included. Going to be going back to school, just don't know where. Going into forestry though, so I know it's something I'll at least like and enjoy. Lets see, working on some art projects so I'll have to post some pictures soon, hopefully you'll like them, but we'll see. Erin and I are great, well, she's allways been great, I'm just crap. She's going to hit me for that later, I can feel it. Kitties are well, and other than that I'm exhausted and going to bed, hopefully I'll be updating more frequently, since it is a journal, but we'll see. Catch ya guys later!!!
|Tuesday, May 1st, 2007|
|Friday, April 20th, 2007|
Current Mood: tired
|Your Penis Name Is...|
Phantom Lord of Ultimate Darkness
|Saturday, January 6th, 2007|
|It's really been a while hasn't it?
Wow, it's been so long since I wrote in here, and as the subject says, have things changed. Chay and I moved out!!! We are away from everyone, bound to nothing but our own desires!!! I have to say I'm loving it, even if things seem to be going way to fast, I am loving it. I feel overwhelmed at times, so I apologize for not being able to post as much as I wanted, but all I have to do is look to Chay and I'm over it. I'm going back to school. I really can't believe it, but I am. For Timber Management (Forestry). Hoping to move out to Oregon or Washington State after school. Lots of jobs there. Gearing up to write a story, anybody read the forgotten realms series? I know there are somewhere close to a million books there, but I'm told I've got an original story line going. I'm hoping to post some of it in here as I get through with it. Oh, I've determined I need to learn Spanish in staying here, oh well, worse things. Still plan to learn Japanese at somepoint. I'll get there. Now that we're out on our own, we're flying high and happy. Hopefully I'll get to post some pictures of the place soon too. Well, I've go to run, much to do before friends come over tonight. Catch you all later and hope things are well!!!!
|Sunday, November 26th, 2006|
No rant today, I just really feel like updating. Chay and I are doing well, desipite having to be apart. I gave her the training short swords she asked for yesturday and we may go spar a bit today. Havn't found out yet. I've found a new favorite song, so I need to find more from them, but I can't get Limewire to work. The band is Home Made KAZOKU. Shounen Heart is the main song I've found, but I guess I'll just have to try harder to find more. Oh well, more to do. Got a ton of shit around the house finished so I can finally cross it off the list. I'm hoping to start work on a new kinky peice of furniture very soon (devilish smile going on right now, wish you could see, but I can't find the digital camera right now). It should be fun. I may go work on it right now as a matter of fact. Ah lass, I guess I'll just figure out something.
|Saturday, November 4th, 2006|
At one time, all of our ancestors looked into the world with hope and promise; thinking that the future generations would better the world. I wonder what they would think if they could see the world that's been produced. Every day all we see is news stories of people dying, of hate crimes, of violence, of everything that is negative. We've become tolerant of bad news, we brush off 100 people dying in an accident or war as the way the world is. What good is our 'evolved' sense of intelligence when we erase the humanity that is our nature. We want to hear the stories that happen, but only the negative news makes it on. We want to hear about the plane crash, but we don't really feel sorry for it. We have to know about the war, but we're so displaced from it that it's hard to comprehend(I'm not saying all, cuase some feel every bit of news with true heartfelt concern). And so many just don't care, they brush it off and don't think twice. And what's worse is those who are oppresed, act the same as those who do the oppressing. How do we change humanity? How can we consider ourselves evolved when we are such hypocrites that we are blind to our own actions. How do we make the world see the pain we ourselves inflict on each other; when we don't see the pain we inflict upon ourselves?