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| WowI can hardly believe I am updating this, and for the first time in, what, years? Just happened to remember that damn password.
My house smells horrible, it needs to be cleaned, but with study hall it simply isn't going to happen. There are more important things like PT and learning and eating and sleeping. Not in that order, not even close.
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| YAYI passed the AP Exam. I got a 3, so it should count for college, so I don't have to take Biology again!
I'm shocked and so very happy. | | |
| DANGDANGDANGI'm pissed at blogger. I have excellent news, and it won't let me update, cause it's down for maintenance.
Mother Effer.
Well, the good news.
Ya know Lenny?
I called him.
And he agreed to see a movie with me.
Whoo hoo, 3 points for Da Millah. Can I hear an Amen? | | |
| I don't like Pigs.Okay. So. I'm to lazy to write about it right now. But it was pretty bad, and I can't get rid of the smell.
I'll leave it at that. | | |
| As genius as I get. Not true. I get even better.I'm in a good mood for once. So, obviously, that means I have nothing to type.
Not true.
I've been philosophisizing. Yes. Anyone who knows me knows that, when faced with extremely boring situations, I philosophisize. They are also aware of my awareness of the un-real-word-ness of the word philosophisize.
Onward.
The topic today is transcending space and time. Not true. The topic is actually spatiotemporal reality.
Uh, space and time. So, if something is both occupying space and has a duration of time, then it is real.
So, history. Is history real? History does not fill the spatiotemporal criteria. Therefore, history does not exist, and/or is not real.
But wait! It filled the criteria once before! So it was real!
But not anymore. Poof. Napoleon does not exist! Not now, anyway.
Next question. What was it again? I'm blanking. I just read over my little Napolean bit, and couldn't help but laugh at how damn hilarious I can be. I am quite the charmer.
Focus. I remembered what I was going to write. So where does history exist? Popular belief is that history exists in our minds. But if that's the case, then if no one remembers something, it never happened. Sucks if you're the one forgotten.
Initially, this seems to be a problem. But it DID exist, you say. It's just that no one remembers, because we are people, and therefore limited. Well, I say to you, you little simpleton you. I say, if something has no influence or impact on the present, than it doesn't exist, because it has nothing to do with anything, really.
I know this is hard to follow, little ones, bear with me.
So, if something has absolutely no influence in the most extreme sense, then it isn't real. This is hard to fathom, because we assume everything has influence, because we aren't thinking about the things that don't, because if we were, then they wouldn't be applicable to what I am saying.
The main point here is that if it's real, then you know about it, and if you don't know about it, then it isn't real.
Now I must apply this to (here come the notorious quotation marks): "god". Okay, so, if I can think about "god", then does "god" exist? Hell no. I can think of invisible pink unicorns, and it doesn't make them real.
Although I have entertained that theory before, being that if you can imagine it then it is real somehow somewhere. That is a really fun theory to entertain, but it can get old after a while. Kindof like The Sims, except a bit more thinky thinky.
So I've temporarily decided that time only exists in the present (duh) and that time travel isn't very possible because the past is no longer in existence, so how the hell do you plan on getting to someplace that doesn't exist? And the future is not planned (second duh of the evening) and that I like whatever bit of nonsense Jeff Buckley said in an interview about how whatever happens that is unexpected is always more fun than what you had planned. How true. I've also decided, as I'm sure you've noticed, that I shun normal sentence structure and enjoy confusing my few and far between blog readers with my run on sentences and impressive vocabulary.
Are you annoyed yet?
If not, might I add that this blog is going to be posted on every blog I own including the ones no one ever reads in the most literal way possible.
I'm too lazy for that. Lets limit ourselves to blogger, xanga, and myspace.
But, I cannot guarantee that this will happen! Because the future is chaos! Hail caesar!
Good evening. | | |
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