Hahaha I don’t know how many times I’ve vented about having this wierd complex.

Hahaha I don’t know how many times I’ve vented about having this wierd complex.

(Source: thighrabanks, via goodbyesaysitall)

coranimalis:

Pretty in White by *cindy1701d
Like a very pretty self conscious cauliflower

coranimalis:

Pretty in White by *cindy1701d

Like a very pretty self conscious cauliflower

Not that this mans actions are always noticably decent, but I have announced him as my favorite commedian several times, and find him a rare human being, rather characterized as good, or bad, or most likely both.

Another Example of Why Blind Faith Should be Preached Against, Not the Other Way Around.

     Ronald Luff, former cult member and murderer of 5 people, three of which were little girls, said something that I have found rings true for any situation that involves living in the real world, or fantasy world for that matter. Toward the end of an interview conducted from prison roughly twenty years after committing the terrible crimes listed above he was asked if he had any closing thoughts over the subject matter. He said “Never allow yourself to get into a situation where asking questions is not allowed, always make sure there’s room for air to come through the windows. If you are closed off, and told asking questions is wrong, you never know which opinions are yours anymore.”

     Ronald Luff has been found in various psychological interviews to have little to nothing in common with other interviewed serial killers. In fact, although he was the one who led his victims to their graves, literally he put them in the holes they were to be buried in before they were slain, he did not shoot them himself, and he could not look at their bodies as he poured the dirt in over them. In actuality, his only detrimental personality flaw was that he always needed a stabilizing system to help him conduct his life, to tell him what to do and guide him. This man wanted someone to give him orders, and it always worked out well for him before he found the religious group dictated by the self proclaimed “prophet” Jeffrey Lundgren. Ronald Luff was seen as an honorable man, in the navy for five years, had a pretty wife, and a few cute kids. When he found this religious group it was exactly what his good conscious wanted and a relieving system to give him the instructions he felt like he needed; something that honored God, in his perception, while telling him what to do, day in and day out.

     He became enwrapped with the instructions of an evil man, believing him to be sent by God, and in the end, after plenty of time to be hypnotized and cut off from the world outside, had his conscious molded into believing leading a family of five to their death was the right thing to do, and always wanting to do the right thing, he did it, without question and without argument. If he had not come across this group, he would have been someone who lived a very average and good hearted life, most likely. Instead, he lives out his days in a high security prison, under the scrutiny of others judgments and his own nightmares. Even during the interview he said under his breath that he wouldn’t sleep for two weeks. After having remembered to a greater extent, as if he didn’t already remember everyday, what he had done and the effects of it.

     People have to be able to think for themselves in order to protect themselves. In this mans case, he didn’t want to think for himself if he didn’t have to. He believed in blind faith, something that’s taught at times even in regular Southern Baptist churches. For him, it was easier not to inquire over the order, just to follow it. In any situation, save maybe the military, this habit in people can not be supported. It is dangerous to everyone, not because following instructions is bad, but because there will always be other people, that want to use their own malevolence against those who just want to get by and do as there told in life.

Get a Wheelchair

  People are usually on two opposite end of a spectrum, those who fear the unknown and those who seek it. People on opposite ends of the spectrum tend to not like each other very much. Truth is, both sides have reasons to believe they are right, and both sides have reason to believe the other is wrong. It’s not based on only vague opinions, but more on which true facts you care to look at. People do get hurt and messed up when they try to figure out everything, and people do become obnoxious when they shut themselves off from everything but their comfort zone. It’s looking at only one side of a rock because you think that side of the rock is prettier, when there’s a whole rock there, and some one is looking at the other side saying it is better. Someone needs to stand up, get up off the ground where you can only see a little bit of the rock no matter which side you’re on, and see the entire rock. Some people can’t stand up and look at the rock on their own though, they need a metaphorical wheelchair.

Ramblings on Intellect

  What is intelligence in this decade? Intelligence should be based on an ability to get by in the world, to stand on your own two feet, or strategically use another object or human being, to help you get by in the world if you can not sustain yourself physically without protection or guidance, but even when this is the chosen route, to use an outside force to sustain your life, in order for this to count as intelligence, it must be self motivated and retained on your own, not because someone else with intelligence and compassion decided to dish out their mental abilities for you, in order to save you from yourself. Essentially, it is the ability to cope and weave your own way through a world full of stuff that can kill you, or in my case throw a biodegradable diaper on me via a one year old every morning for the last two weeks. In both situations, sudden death and sudden diaper tossing, you need some amount of ability to reason, so as to avoid those situations and every other scenario you do not want to find yourself in, and to cope with them when they are unavoidable. 

  A balanced amount of intelligence is very useful, but why is extremely high intellectual ability sought after? I wonder this because in cases where a person has genius level abilities, and I mean true genius abilities in which the person has high survival skills, not the autistic child that can play any song he ever hears immediately in a robotic manner on the piano but has no coping skills, can not speak, and would die if left alone, the person is either one ignored because they live like most of the world, in huts made of mud or grass and there job is picking bananas to sell at the market every week. No one has time to notice a genius in this kind of world, the persons intelligence is put to its strictly practical use, to survive. The other option, is that the skills and talents a person posses are noticed to such a high extent, and in a modern environment often have little use, that their skills are turned into hobby. In the world as it is now, I could even say that extreme intelligence can be pointless. Some minds seem as if they were made for a world more complicated than what we have to deal with on a daily bases, as if there is another world out there for them, that’s just complicated enough for their mental abilities to actually be put to practical use. I personally would love to see all the brilliant minds of the world come together and create a smaller more simplistic world for the average population, and transfer them there. That way, the average human feels like the genius they always illogically wanted to be, and have time to ponder over how it isn’t useful at all to have more skills than your own environment, and the geniuses can build there own more complex world in order for them to have the feeling of simplicity for once in their lives.

Innocence as an Attitude

  Sometimes I become so disgusted by the lust I see in other human beings. I’m not talking about the physical lust, I’m speaking of lust as an over all attitude, a path in life that spans out beyond a moment of need for another person in physical manner. I ask myself why this repels me, and I discover that I do not even need to ask the question, I already know just as if it is in front of my face, just like the computer screen in front of me, it is obvious.

   An innocent spirit, I believe, could be the answer to so many questions over how to make things better in this world, because it is accepting that everything around you is amazing without wondering how to make it better, it changes the perception, and therefore changes the state of how you live. I will never in the reality of the past be innocent of certain actions, the guilt of my choices will always be there, because the past happened, and with the knowledge I possess now I can not change the past. However, I choose, and it has been a choice, though it may be easier for me than others, not to allow the guilt of my actions, to affect my present. In many cases, I find it over all better to forget the many adult experiences I’ve had until a time comes when I need to remember, because I don’t want them to corrupt my view of the world. Many, many, people disregard a child like attitude as lacking common sense or not seeing reality; I believe it is choosing to aim your heart towards the portions of reality that preserve happiness, even when not all of reality is happy. Enthusiasm over a kitten even though it’s “just a cat” as some would say, someone who sees everything as “just this” or “just that”, because it doesn’t immediately gratify what they want for themselves in the moment, their standards being set so high in what pleases them, not understanding how something so “insignificant” to their narrow view could please anyone. They want what their mind has presented to them, and not what the world has presented to them already, to make themselves feel any momentary happiness. To admire a lady bug on a leaf, admiring a leaf in and of itself, just the leaf, not seeing insignificance in anything, because I can choose to see that everything in this world is significant to this world, even if the world is insignificant to the rest of the universe, and this I can’t honestly say, although I believe the world is indeed significant to the universe, but it amazes me regardless. A lustful attitude can and will destroy innocence and ultimately any individuals happiness, having a need for what you seek even when goodness is already around you, until nothing satisfies you anymore, you always want more, or something else, and people who are happy with something so small a child would like it must have something wrong with them. People who are never satisfied can not understand someone who is happy with only something small and amazed with everything, like a child in a big city with nothing but the clothes on their back and a mother who loves them, enamored with curiosity and needing nothing but the amazement they have for everything they see around them. Some people lose the ability to see the world this way, after all, how you can be amazed with a sunset when you need so much more. Lacking contentment, lusting for more, will always cause you to need more, and feel less. Innocence, seeing everything as amazing because it is, the simplicity and complexity of this all at once, brings a rare happiness. You live in a world of beauty as it is, not a world that needs to be better. You ignore the bad as if it doesn’t exist, because paying attention to it only makes you hurt, or worse makes you cold, or worse yet, make you wish for more, and forget to see that there’s still good, even amidst the bad.

   I was in target with my one year old niece two days ago. She was standing on the carpet in the men’s underwear section, and next to the carpet was the tile floored walking isle. She was staring down at the tile and the carpet, putting one foot on the tile, and another on the carpet and saying “WOW!” over and over again, she was amazed with the fact that one foot was on tile, and one was on carpet, and trying very hard to understand why the floor looked different on one side than it did the other, she was fascinated and amazed. I hope she always keeps this amazement and curiosity for small things such as the floor she’s standing on, even when her intellect reaches far beyond her ability to understand the basics of these things. If she keeps that child like curiosity, she will understand much more about small things than most, and maybe never truly regard them as small, which is a blessing in my perspective.

P.S. I love that little girl.