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Too long

2011-06-18T21:09:00.000-07:00

My energies are divergent. It's been six months since my last post. Exactly 6 months to be precise I am. This makes little difference in terms of the big picture. Really there is no big picture. It's one of those phrases people who have lost their indiduality like to say. The big picture makes no sense. The universe is vast with trillions of souls and one little earthling is going to impose their pitiful version of the big picture on me. A lot people get on theses power trips and try and voice facts of the ignorant upon you. Still Critical thinking is important, but only critical thinking. Sounds like an end of the chapter activity to do in the textbook.

Bah.

Redupl Lives

2011-01-18T08:15:00.000-08:00

The Day has returned. I have decided to pursue the quality of life. I have no idea what this means. I guess what I am trying to say is. I am going to devote my energies to Redupl. I am going to continue the story of the man and the visitor as soon as I find what happens next. This is an ongoing story. Be sure to vote in my survey polls. I am looking for any suggestions on what Redupl should be so don't hesitate to leave a comment.

The man and the Visitor, Part 3

2010-11-04T11:10:00.000-07:00

So the man sat there hold an unlit cigar for a very long time. In this case of course no time had passed. Nothing had been said. The visitor sat watching the whole room and listening to the telly. The man, well, he dropped into a deep state of easiness. The visitor began to meditate. He had opened his mind to the possiblities. For the visitor new why he was there. He stared back at his shoes sitting by the door way and thought, "maybe the visitor is at the wrong place. wait a minute, how can this place be the wrong place. I know, it's the wrong time. No." The visitor check his watch: 8:35 PM. "We have 55 minutes until liftoff", the visitor thought.
At this point the man sitting on the stratolounger had drifted into a deep sleep as held the cigar in his right hand and the fancy zippo lighter in his other hand. The lighter had an engraving on that read "Luck is when prepartion meets opportunuity". The man seemed to be frozen. Yet inside his mind he was subtly aware of the visitors presense. The meditation continued for the visitor. At this moment his eyes were half opened, and he was making obervations as to what thoughts entered his realm of conciousness. He thought, "the man will ask me why is the sky blue. If he has had more than two drinks I will tell him about certain gases in the atmosphere giving off certain lights else I will tell him that is the way I wanted it. If he has not slurred his speech I will tell him of Pelito Jay's wish for a green sky. PJ taught the visitor. The boy who wandered the earth for 1200 years.

Where were you on the night of Aug 23, 2000?

2007-10-11T19:46:00.000-07:00

Not much happening on the home front. I just noticed I am out of wine. This really perplexes me. I don't like buying too much at one time. Now I am down to less than a bottle. So I have to make a wine run tommorrow.

क्रेपुस दिग्नुस व

The man and the his visitor

2006-07-25T06:07:00.000-07:00

There was this house far from the city. The house was near some other houses that formed a suburb. In this one particular house sat a man in a large room with a television. The man watched television. The visitor was new to the area. The visitor knocked on the door , and the man screamed for the visitor to come in. The man was puzzled and the visitor kept smiling. The man didn't want an explanation. He just wanted to watch TV. The visitor stood in the same room doing nothing but looking out into the vast room.The man hardly acknowledged the vistor, and he didn't know the stranger as well. The visitor took off his shoes and curled his feet and toes as to relax a little bit. He smiled and rubbed his hands together so he could get comfortable. He still stood near the door. The entertainment center was within a few meters.
The visitor glanced at the TV. The man sat and watched the visitor and said nothing. He decided to have a cigar. He had to dig in his pocket, for a lighter, because of the way he was sitting in a comfort chair. He had a cigar sitting on his little convenient table next to the chair. The vistor stood and watched. Nothing had been said between the two. The man was a little perplexed as to why this strange man was in his house, but the man couldn't seem to mind. The visitor was extremely humble. There was a sofa that was on the side of the door. The visitor decided to sit there. The man seemed to be very glad this person was here; even though, he didn't know the visitor. Now the man didn't feel so lonely. The visitor sat on the sofa and man held an unlit cigar in one hand and a plastic lighter in the other hand. He stoppped himself from lighting the cigar and watched the television. The visitor, with a grin, crossed his legs and folded his hands. The visitor sat patiently.

Drainage

2006-07-21T14:48:00.000-07:00

The time had come to enter the new sphere of knowing. The laziness of not doing was to end. The fright would also come to an end. But most important of all. No more of the painful BS. The ugly BS we see everyday with behavior that crap plastic. Some people you want to punch. but of course, punching ends to. The cynicism must end, or I will die of mania. Crap, the phone rings and all the lazy people do nothing. Drain the cynical bastards.

no bs please

2006-07-20T19:46:00.000-07:00

The early dawn time came fast from nightfall. There was much light now and the sun was very hot. The weather was unbearable and our destination was getting closer. It was a shopping complex and one of the shops near the end looked most appealing. I think it was a sub shop. We were on the main road. The question is how do we get to our shop when the sun is scorching our brains. Adieu

Searching , I don't know

2006-07-10T08:01:00.000-07:00

Green Tea. Tastes good. They say drinking green tea can have some healthy aspects. It's a change of pace from drinking black tea. It would be cool to build a custom computer. There is so much negatvity surrounding companies that make pc's. Really, I just want to try my arm at building one. Besides some of the cases are really neat designs.

Computer Building

2006-07-09T08:29:00.000-07:00

I want to build computers. For some time This is what I wanted to do. I would also like to weld. I would do welding type art. The use of a flame to attach metal is really cool. Problem is I don't have much space. I guess I would need a workshop. Computer building I could do in the basement. I've heard of people doing massive clusters for super computing needs. I don't really have any supercomputing needs . Well thats not true, I do have needs but I won;t say what for. So how are you weblog reader. Not much else here. Live Long And Prosper

Work Around the Clock

2006-07-06T09:22:00.000-07:00

At work we haven't had much work lately. We stay busy. One needs to stay busy in life. There are no shortages of not so much enthusastic people because they do nothing. I guess I could say do nothings. I am really worried. My fragile body is breaking, and I am too young. I am not sticking to the topic of staying busy. I am not exercising and I am falling apart. My arm won't fall off, but I am getting flabby. Busy, Get Busy.

I've been reacting to the word placeholder lately. My role has been that of a placeholder. Waiting for the real thing. I am totally fake. I make my living of being fake. I love fake. To be real is to be fake. Conducive to Real Fake I am.

You are A clone says the underworld whisper

2006-06-29T13:02:00.000-07:00

How's is life treating you. My life is full of clinging and misunderstandings. I don't think I know how to communicate. I really fake it during interviews and meetings. I get most of the work done right. I don't know what is happening

should have kept on blogging

2006-02-24T18:01:00.000-08:00

I should have written some more. There was a positve aspect to the whole thing. I wonder what happened along the way. Maybe there was too much nonsense that was said. Anyhow.

the moon

2005-10-17T19:10:00.000-07:00

Today was cool. First day of new job. Orientation and getting to know the layout was the primary focus. The drive there is long but it is a sacrifice we must make. I will probably have to work there. Today I didn't feel scared. I felt stupid and childish. I laughed and it sounded wicked. Anyway, scared is like knowing a spirit, and afraid is similar to frightened. The spirit of English is mostly in Old Spice.

Seriously, there is so much ignorance. I mean look at me. I am using a PC. What's next? Freedom hopefully. To be free must be the ambition of all. But does not ambition contradict Freedom? What about Free ambitious movement. Or Ambitious Freedom inside four walls. Free from attachment unless the attachment is keeping you free. As in freedom from falling then I must be a healthy attachment.

The funny thing about new modern junky english is the phrase 'Next Time' . How can one say time after next and actually get away with it. That type of thinking does not work. It's like some mad and possibly fettered scientist trying to determine the beginning of all things as in universe and earth-- sun and moon and all. There is no such thing as next time. It's about here and now. Right here. right now. One does call upon time in that sense. Just rambling to onwards home.

Blazing Dark

2005-10-16T21:29:00.000-07:00

It's great we can sit and talk about the beginning of things or we can get to work to solve the problems of our age. I prefer the latter of the previous statement. What is important? Life! Positive Mental Attitude or PMA cause we live in the great acronym age. Acronyms are horrible. Long soapbox, I know. Of course this makes no sense. Perhaps it does. But truly I am scared. Me happy cause i got a new Job and start tommorrow. So I am off. But next time, Let's talk about the word scared and what it really means. And what about that phrase 'next time'. What does that mean?