What is the perfect body? Is it pencil thin, is it curves, is it physically fit, or is it just being ‘well endowed’? I know I could lose a few pounds, but I’m glad I’m not a stick figure. I love my curves, as does Dan. I have, what they call, an hourglass shaped body. And even though its by no means perfect, I feel perfect within my body.
But I do honestly believe, that ‘society’ at large is telling me that I’m nowhere near beautiful. You can open any magazine, and see any advertisement, from makeup to perfume, and it shows the ‘perfect’ girl. Much of it is photoshopped, I’ve seen Dan pull off some amazing tricks with photoshop.... Quite a bit of what you see in any social media today is not real. Changing eye color, moving facial features around, putting on makeup after the face, even slimming down is all possible with the power of photoshop.
A Brainless Nod is a blog about love and life, passionately written using articles, poetry, and serial web fiction. We are Dan and Lisa, and we both enjoy writing immensely. We hope you enjoy this look at our passions, our life together, and our opinions. Posts are sporadic due to us entering college, but expect new stuff every now and then!
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What is the 'perfect' body?
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Friday, September 28, 2012
(poem) - Love This Life
Pain is something
We all must feel
For it is a part
Of simply being real
This life is amazing
And totally inspiring
How can one live it
And not think of aspiring?
Something great
Is just around the corner
All we have to do is get there
And learn not to falter
Keep your feet
On unsteady ground
Never worry too much
And just follow the sound
The sound of happiness
Flowing to your ears
Of friends and of love
Listen to it with happy tears
Let it fill your soul
And fill your life
Because one thing is for certain
You will get through the strife
And live a life
Happy and carefree
If only you simply
Let yourself be
Cheers to you
On your fantastic journey
Life is amazing, even if
You fall on your fanny
Just remember your past
Enjoy your present
Look forward to the future
And strive to be prudent
For you need to be
As excellent as you can
But to be excellent
Just learn to laugh like a madman
Because life is a blast
A true thrill ride
I know this
Because I live my life untied.
--Dan
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Thursday, September 27, 2012
The Only Thing Bigger in Texas is....
There are many stigmas people collect over the years, as they age and they add things to their personality or person. Tattoos have become more accepted, but some of the locations on the body are quite stigma still. Visible tattoos will keep you from getting some jobs, while certain locations brands you as slutty or a punk....
I’ve seen the stigmas affect the old, as people start thinking you are senile, and I’ve seen the stigmas that affect the young, how they won’t be heard, no matter how good their ideas are. I still remember having to fight major stigmas when I was young, and it never mattered when I was proven right, I was still a kid and just got lucky....
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Music
Music is a powerful thing. I fully believe it has to be considered a major part of the human experience. I never met anyone who did not like music in some form or another, which is a good thing. Music is something that resonates on something much deeper than just the flesh.
I fully believe music is an example of people having souls. I went into the human soul in the post The Weight of the Soul, but only in so far as I brought up the debate. I mentioned music, but only briefly. In all honesty, I think that music just about settles that debate.
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
The Digital Age is Here.
Its so amazing how the digital age has changed just about everything we can comprehend. Besides making the generation gap far more evident. I still find it hard to imagine that I now have friends all over the world. I remember the old days of ‘pen palling’ and how it was such a huge failure with me and my friends, now its alive and well more than ever....
But, I did mention that generation gap thingy. Many people don’t see how you can have honest to goodness friends who are so far away. I wonder if its just the idea of not getting the whole instantaneous world wide connection, or the thought of sharing personal and intimate issues with someone you have never met personally can possibly happen.
Monday, September 24, 2012
Moralist Values, and the lack of.
I’m so thankful that my parents laid the groundwork for my moral outlook on life. I was taught right from wrong, taught faith in a higher power, and gained insight on how children should be raised. Moral values are key to living a good, solid life, full of the happiness I have found with Dan.
I am astounded now, how people simply have no morals, and yet they still exist just fine. One of the biggest things I don’t understand is how some families seem to teach these morals to one kid, then celebrate another kid not having any morals worth repeating. Admittedly, I only have one child, but I’d be damned if I favored the one that broke laws, both man made and those of a higher power, over the kid that tried hard to make it in life with their morals held high.
I am astounded now, how people simply have no morals, and yet they still exist just fine. One of the biggest things I don’t understand is how some families seem to teach these morals to one kid, then celebrate another kid not having any morals worth repeating. Admittedly, I only have one child, but I’d be damned if I favored the one that broke laws, both man made and those of a higher power, over the kid that tried hard to make it in life with their morals held high.
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Friday, September 21, 2012
Addressing my current state.
I’m tired of spreading hate, and tired of having hate spread. Its truly a shame when it hits so close to home, in a more than literal sense there. I mean, I have such happiness in my life, but then as I’ve always know, when people see something that’s truly beautiful, they try to destroy it.
I’ve seen it happen time and time again, to so many people. Everything is going great, and people just start picking. There’s been songs about it, there’s been songs about the condition of people just having to cause drama to keep themselves occupied. I’ll never fully understand it.
Thursday, September 20, 2012
(poem) - Envoy of my happiness
How did I not know
My life was so bad
Before I had you
As my bride?
The day to day
Meandering pace
Of simply avoiding
The mirror’s face
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
To have a schedule.
Schedules. Why are they so feared by some people? I like a tad bit of order to the chaos of the day. Its not like they are concrete things that cannot be flexible....
I enjoy my schedule, I am trying to be diligent with it, and treat this blogging thing like a job. I try to make sure I spend equal time networking and writing each day, so as not to fall behind, or get lackadaisical. But in the end, I still feel I’m falling behind in my own way. I want to write more fiction, yet I think I write just about the correct amount of time with the blog. Hopefully I can balance this out more soon, though I’m not sure how without spending yet more time here in front of the computer and away from Lisa.
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Why I Use a Camera.
Remember to always get a good angle. That’s the key. There are many ideas about symetry and other things, and you always have to be conscious of that, but when it all comes down to it, the angle is always the key.
Monday, September 17, 2012
The Thing About Lies.
Dan has told me over and over that he believes lying is the worst sin committable by humans. He talks about how undermines human society, and will be one of the possible downfalls of the human race. "How can we honestly trust anyone, when so many people lie as outrageously as they do?"
Sure, everyone lies, its an unavoidable aspect of existence, I don’t know how many times I’ve lied in my life, I’m sure its more than I’d care to admit...but there is a line I will not cross when it comes to lies. I will lie to protect friends, protect family, bury secrets that need to be buried; you know, things that you have to protect.
Sure, everyone lies, its an unavoidable aspect of existence, I don’t know how many times I’ve lied in my life, I’m sure its more than I’d care to admit...but there is a line I will not cross when it comes to lies. I will lie to protect friends, protect family, bury secrets that need to be buried; you know, things that you have to protect.
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Friday, September 14, 2012
An Essay on Writing - Part 2/2 (Trial, Error, and Accomplishment)
(( Continued from Part 1/2 ))
I know that some planning is key. Once upon a time, I wrote a short story that people absolutely loved. So I wrote another, then another. People loved the story, so I decided to write more of them for people. Then a friend of mine said, “You realize your main character changed names?”
I remember writing the stories and thinking in the third, “Its time to give this guy a name.” I thought I had written the first two stories trying to keep everything nameless, but after rereading it, I didn’t. In fact, other details changed, like eye color.... It was my first time trying to write a series and realizing I need an Outline. So I went back, reread those stories and took tons of notes along the way. Then I went back and rewrote the first two stories, and started to conceive and plan the rest of the series.
I know that some planning is key. Once upon a time, I wrote a short story that people absolutely loved. So I wrote another, then another. People loved the story, so I decided to write more of them for people. Then a friend of mine said, “You realize your main character changed names?”
I remember writing the stories and thinking in the third, “Its time to give this guy a name.” I thought I had written the first two stories trying to keep everything nameless, but after rereading it, I didn’t. In fact, other details changed, like eye color.... It was my first time trying to write a series and realizing I need an Outline. So I went back, reread those stories and took tons of notes along the way. Then I went back and rewrote the first two stories, and started to conceive and plan the rest of the series.
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Thursday, September 13, 2012
An Essay on Writing - Part 1/2 (To plan a story)
How far should one go to create a backstory for a novel? There are so many examples of how far some people have gone and its so hard to choose the distance one should take.
In my fantasy novel, I am currently writing, I knew I had to create a new world. I then narrowed down that the action will take place only on a specific continent, so I mapped that out and just kind of glanced over some interesting places the characters were going to visit. Then I had to try to figure out what kind of fantasy it was, did it have dragons, did it have griffins, or was it just like earth, with no real fantastical creatures?
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
(poem) - A Dream of Love (forgive me for the mushiness)
I once dreamed a dream
Where lovers united
I’m guessing it’s a common dream
Everyone wants love ignited
Yet this one was different
In a very odd way
They lived and loved forever
Day after day
There was no arguments
There was no pain
They went to sleep in each others arms
And awoke the same, again and again
Love,
By its nature
Is full of arguments
Because two people will bicker
But this dream continued
On through the night
And never did there arise
Any form of plight
A utopia of love
Between two people
Could there ever be
A more important temple?
It seems I have found
This odd ball thing
When my wife looks at me
My soul doth sing
She is my one and only
My home is in her arms
There is nothing at all
That sets off any alarms
Don’t let your dreams die
Any form of horrible death
Because you never know who might stop by
And give them life’s breath.
--Dan
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Tuesday, September 11, 2012
What Controls the You?
There have been many philosophical debates over the millennia, most of them are valid arguments, and need to be looked into to understand the human condition. “I think therefore I am,” the human soul, what could be a better debate?
What about the one about why humans act the way they do? All my life I’ve watched human beings defy common morality, sacrifice themselves for the greater good, or humiliate themselves for money. The problem is, trying to understand the large decisions, is far too complicated, so I wanted to get down to the basics.
I believe there are three major aspects to how we exist. We interact with this world through our Body, which has a central processing unit called the Mind, both of which somehow have tethered a Soul to this mortal coil. My question is, “Which one of these, controls You?”
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Monday, September 10, 2012
What To Blog About
Dan has wanted me to blog for some time but just what would I blog about? He told me I should blog about vampires. There is so much I could blog about vampires but since I write about them all the time I thought I would write about something else. But just what would I write about?
I thought about this for days, finally I thought about writing about cooking. Yes I know there are many blogs out there about cooking but you see, I love the movie Julie & Julia , but I don’t cook much. Dan does most of the cooking, I’m amazed at what he can do with spices, and how he cooks with wine. I do help him make dinner and lunch but I have really no cooking skills.
I started looking on Pinterest and cookbooks online for recipes that my family would like. Dan is a VERY picky eater (no veggies, he hates the taste of meat, he calls himself a ‘spicetarian’ but I have no clue what to call a diet like that) and a teenager that can eat me out of house and home. Dan swears she’s about to hit a growth spurt with the amount she’s currently consuming.
I thought about this for days, finally I thought about writing about cooking. Yes I know there are many blogs out there about cooking but you see, I love the movie Julie & Julia , but I don’t cook much. Dan does most of the cooking, I’m amazed at what he can do with spices, and how he cooks with wine. I do help him make dinner and lunch but I have really no cooking skills.
I started looking on Pinterest and cookbooks online for recipes that my family would like. Dan is a VERY picky eater (no veggies, he hates the taste of meat, he calls himself a ‘spicetarian’ but I have no clue what to call a diet like that) and a teenager that can eat me out of house and home. Dan swears she’s about to hit a growth spurt with the amount she’s currently consuming.
Friday, September 7, 2012
(poem - Deeya) I Have Loved
(( In celebration of the 3rd part of Ballad of the Emerald Bard - Old Debts coming out tomorrow, I would like to share this older poem. I've often mentioned that Deeya was a character and I wrote poems for her to be songs. This is one such poem, and is kind of relevant to the story, Old Debts. Here I also include an actual performance with the emotes, so you can get an idea of what it was like to see Deeya perform live. Please enjoy, and if you want to see the story jump straight to the Ballad of the Emerald Bard Page with a Table of Contents to the whole story so far!)) ))
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Thursday, September 6, 2012
I am a Gamer
Are video games more than just a pastime? In the end, I have to argue the pastime thing about many things. Take a look at books. Are fictional books just a pastime? Lets take a closer look.
I have to admit, that escapism is a type of pastime, but reading a book does more. There are educational values, because many novelists like to use words that you would never ever use in regular every day speech. I’ve learned so many words just from reading. It also teaches you to pay attention, because many books have subtle plot twists.
Einstein said
I have to admit, that escapism is a type of pastime, but reading a book does more. There are educational values, because many novelists like to use words that you would never ever use in regular every day speech. I’ve learned so many words just from reading. It also teaches you to pay attention, because many books have subtle plot twists.
Einstein said
"If you want your children to be intelligent, read them fairy tales. If you want them to be more intelligent, read them more fairy tales."
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
An Etymology of the Emerald Bard
For those of you wondering about where Deeya came from, I decided to write a blog about it. If you haven’t checked into the weekly serial you can catch the entire series HERE, and they will continue to come out every Saturday at 7pm CST.
Her original name was, “El’Mindeeya Do’Katal, the Emerald Bard of Kelethin.” She was created in an MMO, and was a true Role Play character. The MMO went into decline, and I pulled out of it. It was truly a shame, but the company that ran it, Sony, just did not understand its fanbase. It’s a tragic but true thing about online gaming, that will hopefully one day be addressed by someone.
Her original name was, “El’Mindeeya Do’Katal, the Emerald Bard of Kelethin.” She was created in an MMO, and was a true Role Play character. The MMO went into decline, and I pulled out of it. It was truly a shame, but the company that ran it, Sony, just did not understand its fanbase. It’s a tragic but true thing about online gaming, that will hopefully one day be addressed by someone.
Monday, September 3, 2012
(poem) She is my everything.
She is my wife
She is my life
She will not be cut away with a knife
She is my everything
I wake in the morn
I feel her in my arms so warm
And quickly forget my dream’s forlorn
As my eyes meet hers, my soul takes wing
I go through the long day
Knowing that with me she’ll stay
I do not have to soothsay
To know she’ll fulfill my yearning
I look at her with so much love
While my heart flutters like a dove
She makes me rise above
She makes my soul sing
We make a solid team
And we hardly every scream
She is the woman of my dreams
It is my soul that she is saving
Saving from a lifetime of woe
I love that she loves me so
To save me from a life so hollow
With the love of such a loving being
There is no strife
With her as my wife
This is an amazing life
She is my everything.
--Dan
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Friday, August 31, 2012
(poem) - The Most Important Birthday
A birthday is a wonderful thing
But a birthday of someone you love is special
I can stand for so much
How can it be anything other than cheerful
Another reminder of time spent together
Another passing milestone
Towards that forever we promised
Proving that promise really was set in stone
Another birthday has come for you
I love you my dear
Through all the ups and downs
We made it yet another year
And, even though its impossible
My love for you has grown even stronger
And even though I can’t understand how
It will continue to grow as we stay together longer
Autumn has come
The leaves will soon change
The air will get colder
And marriage to you seems less strange
I wish I could have gotten you more
For this special occasion
But we both know
This relationship is the perfect heaven
I love you with all my heart
And on this day of days
All I can give you is thanks
And a ton of praise
Because you are the one
That I have lived my life for
The only woman
That I can truly adore
You are my entire world
My entire life
And I shall see you through
All this world’s strife
I will hold your hand
Through all the bad
And make sure you are
Nothing but glad
You are my fiancé
You ARE my wife
To cut me away
Would take more than the sharpest knife
I love you Lisa
And on your birthday
I want you to know
By your side, I will forever stay.
--Dan
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Thursday, August 30, 2012
Metric Milestones
Milestones are such simple little things that always seem to mean so much. Just a round number most times, they tend to radiate an accomplishment. There are so many stats on this blog thing, so much to keep track of. I have surpassed 1000 page views, and I’m very happy about that milestone.
But now what’s next for me? I am actually close to getting 1000 pages views per month, maybe that will be it. I know I’ll keep track the next two, 2000 and 2500 total page views. And I’m steadily approaching 50 posts. I currently have 86 published comments, so that’s approaching 100, which will be a nice one, though I don’t see a stat about how many were mine....
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Wednesday, August 29, 2012
This Journey
What a journey. Soon I shall pass the 1000 page view mark, and I couldn’t be more happy. I know many people surpass this mark much faster than I have, I’m still very proud. How could I not be?
Our blog here is definitely a little labor of love, and I’ve had so much fun doing it. With The Ballad of the Emerald Bard up and running on Saturdays, I’ve become even more proud. Just to know people are stopping by and enjoying what they read, and then coming back later for more is a true honor.
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
The Weight of the Soul
Ahhh, the philosophical debate about the soul. I personally think it’s the most important debate human kind can muster. Do you have a soul?
I believe I do, for sure. I am moved by music, moved by scenery, I can be moved to tears easily, as well as inspired enough to move someone else with my own creations. I believe we can truly channel our soul into our creations, and pulse them with energy, enough to almost make it alive.
Monday, August 27, 2012
(poem) A Scratch
There’s something about being touched
Something nice and discrete
It swells your soul
And makes it charge to greet
A simple feel
Of fingers intertwined
Makes you realize
Your soul is in a bind
A bind of love
A bind of lust
All you know is
This sense you can trust
It will take you away
To that wonderful place
That poets dream of
Where sensuality is encased
Pain can be introduced
As it is part of that sense
But I do not like it as much
As it puts me on defense
But other like that sort of thing
And I absolutely never judge
For without a little scratch down the back
It would be hard to get my fiancé to budge
--Dan
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Friday, August 24, 2012
Truly the most wonderful time of the year.
Halloween is starting to arrive, and its so wonderful. I love the fall, I always have. The smell in the air, the beauty of the trees losing their foliage, and All Hallows Eve. The chill in the air, which takes away the oppressiveness of the heat of summer.
There is also something wonderful about the items in the shops, the fun of dressing up, and the traveling around to see neighbors, you typically disregard, as they hand out candy. It just seems that this holiday is the only time community truly comes together to have good fun.
There is also something wonderful about the items in the shops, the fun of dressing up, and the traveling around to see neighbors, you typically disregard, as they hand out candy. It just seems that this holiday is the only time community truly comes together to have good fun.
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
(poem) For my Step-Daughter
Never thought I’d live to see
A daughter’s birthday
It always seemed impossible to me
To have a teenager make me feel this way
But alas
I do,
Despite all your sass
I love you
No matter how you hack it
You were the baggage this relationship taunted
But in the end, I must acquit
Because you are the daughter I always wanted
I missed the first decade (and a half) of your life
Which pains me to know end
But I honestly feel no strife
Because we have become such fast friends
I know I’m just a silly old man
But from this day
I shall do all that I can
To never let our friendship decay
You have your life in front of you
But the same can be said about every day
But as sure as the sky is blue
I hope you have many a happy birthday
Enjoy this life as best you can
Chase your dreams
But never chase a man
And simply learn to bask in the moonbeams
I don’t remember my own sixteenth birthday
I’m sure you’ll forget things, as well
But never forget to dance and play
Because that is the only way to excel
Always remember what Einstein said
“Imagination is more important than Knowledge,”
The talent of imagination is not widespread
And only knowledge is a privilege.
So enjoy this day with your new step-dad
I know I will enjoy it with you, my step-daughter
Happy birthday and don’t be sad
Or else I shall almost kill you with laughter.
--Dan
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A daughter’s birthday
It always seemed impossible to me
To have a teenager make me feel this way
But alas
I do,
Despite all your sass
I love you
No matter how you hack it
You were the baggage this relationship taunted
But in the end, I must acquit
Because you are the daughter I always wanted
I missed the first decade (and a half) of your life
Which pains me to know end
But I honestly feel no strife
Because we have become such fast friends
I know I’m just a silly old man
But from this day
I shall do all that I can
To never let our friendship decay
You have your life in front of you
But the same can be said about every day
But as sure as the sky is blue
I hope you have many a happy birthday
Enjoy this life as best you can
Chase your dreams
But never chase a man
And simply learn to bask in the moonbeams
I don’t remember my own sixteenth birthday
I’m sure you’ll forget things, as well
But never forget to dance and play
Because that is the only way to excel
Always remember what Einstein said
“Imagination is more important than Knowledge,”
The talent of imagination is not widespread
And only knowledge is a privilege.
So enjoy this day with your new step-dad
I know I will enjoy it with you, my step-daughter
Happy birthday and don’t be sad
Or else I shall almost kill you with laughter.
--Dan
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Monday, August 20, 2012
Remembering a Wedding
Why are weddings such stressful things to plan? It makes absolutely no sense. You want a celebration of your love with friends and family in attendance, but it turns in to a huge drama-fest of trying to make sure everything’s perfect. But why?
Surely its not an ego thing. It seems like it when you watch the shows on TV about it. How people have to have a weddings that’s better than another persons. Its sad when you see it, but it definitely happens.
Friday, August 17, 2012
Bad Cop, Horrible Cop
To serve and protect. Words synonymous with the police force. But I’ve often wondered about police themselves. They are normally so feared by the public and such an avenue of corruption.
Now I fully admit, I’ve met some good and great cops. I’ve know some that I knew I could call on and trust. But I’ve also known the opposite. I’ve met good for nothing cops that cast a shadow of shame across law enforcement in general.
There was a great movie line, from one of my favorite movies of all time, if not my all time favorite, The Chase , that stated how the only people cops come in contact with, on a day to day basis, is the worst of society. Pimps, pushers, liars.... Soon you start feeling everyone is that way. And this I see the most of. Sometimes a cop will automatically think the worst in someone, for whatever reason, and treat them like a criminal when that someone doesn’t deserve it.
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
(poem) To Live.
When shame is the name of the game
Then how do you tell, what it is they sell?
It always seems as if people’s dreams
Do nothing but oppress instead of impress
This is a sad way to be, because you can never be free
From humanity itself, because there is no elf
Which is sad for me, because I love fantasy
To live in another world, found in books unfurled
But no, there is only this world I know
So the best way to deal, it to simply be real
And simply tell all the haters to go to hell
And live life the best you can, be you woman or man
Live with morals close to your heart....
Because truly Living, is an Art.
--Dan
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Tuesday, August 14, 2012
(poem) A silly poem about Blogging
Blogging
Its all about the passion
Even if it is
All about fashion
To sit right down
And write an essay
Throw it on the Web
For everyone to read today
Maybe it will inspire
Maybe people will smile
Some hope to make a change
To push people the extra mile
Some are amazing to read
Some are horribly bad
Its public expression at its finest
Nothing could make people more glad
Freedom of Speech
A heck of line
Look up blogs on the Internet
Know that its going fine
Though some people get censored
Some get flamed out
Others rise above
And blog about their cat
Either way it goes
I’m enjoying this experience
To simply write away
And try to make it make sense
--Dan
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Monday, August 13, 2012
One of Those Mother-In-Laws
So, its starting to look like I’m going to inherit one of “those mother-in-laws.” She completely thinks I’m not good enough. She goes so far as to suggest other men for her daughter, my fiancé.
But then it goes deeper. Its not just a mother-in-law situation, its something much more. The drama the woman exudes is astounding. And I honestly have no clue where to begin. I guess I’ll begin with the hard part.
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Optimistic Pessimist
Optimism in this day and age is such a ramshackle term. The world seems to be going down in flames, yet having a favorable outlook about it all seems silly. I think that’s the reason why I call myself an Optimistic Pessimist. Most people try to split the middle by calling themselves realists, but I’m definitely not that.
I believe everything will work out for the best, though there will be pitfalls along the way. My current example: the battery went out on the car, a dead battery is either the thing that charges the battery, the alternator; or its just a dead battery. If it’s the alternator and you don’t check it and you replace the batter with a new one it will kill the new battery, as well. So when does it cross the line FROM optimism to say that we should check the alternator just in case?
Saturday, August 11, 2012
The reason I create.
Have you ever had a dream that overwhelmed you? I’m not talking about a nightmare, I’m talking about thoughts of a story that has swept you away, and after you came out of the dream, you just kept adding to it, or editing it, as you went through your day? Ever see a story or a movie, and think to yourself that you could have done it better, or that it would have been better with certain tweaks?
Unfortunately, I am like this. I say unfortunate, because sometimes I can’t enjoy certain stories because I see the plot holes, or something that’s just incorrect, or something that the author/director changed to fit what they needed to, even though they had set up something before that doesn’t justify it. Okay, maybe that last one was a bit confusing due to pronouns.
Friday, August 10, 2012
(poem) Strive
Delusions of grandeur
Dreams of greatness
They can be seen on the horizon
Yet be as elusive as Nessie of Loch Ness
They are figments of the imagination
Yet things for which we strive
Some people fully believe
To achieve them is to be alive
We walk this Earth
Striving for a destiny
Yet most are doomed
To an existence kin to a zombie.
I’ve watched dreams thrive
I’ve watched them die
I’ve achieved my happiness
In the blink of an eye
I crave so much more
Yet that is not as important
As simply learning to live
Within each and every moment
Goals are great
Dreams are good
Enjoy this life
In every way you would
Pain is temporary
As is life
Your dreams are your pinpoints
To move you from strife
Achieve what you can
Smile every day
For maybe sometime
You can enjoy where you lay
I enjoy my dreams
And strive to achieve them
Go strive for your own
I'm imploring you with this poem
--Dan
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Thursday, August 9, 2012
A Passion in Beauty
There is so much beauty in this world. But beauty is so subjective. I definitely know where I find beauty, and I’ve found it in so many places.
Let me start by saying, I do not say the word ‘beauty’ lightly. In today’s society, so many words are thrown around in so many different ways, that they all seem to lose their importance. The definition of beauty states “deep satisfaction to the mind” or “high spiritual qualities are manifest.” When I say beautiful, I don’t mean sexy, or even pretty, I mean moving to the soul.
I’ve found beauty in my fiance’s eyes, I’ve found it standing on the top of a mountain, with the vastness of the Earth far below me. I find beauty laying in my hammock in the back yard, I’ve found it in a great book that has consumed my time. But more importantly, I find beauty in passion used to create.
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
(poem) The divine blessing of life
I’ve stood upon the mountain top
And looked down upon the Earth
This is where I found God
Where I found life’s worth
Most people see such beauty
In the eyes of their child
Others when simply
Trekking through the wild
It’s hard to look past
The beauty of nature
When you find inspiration there
You fill find nothing so pure
I can’t help but create
When touched by beauty
The blinking icon on the page
Has anything so taunted me?
I want to share my dreams
With the entire world
They are marvelous stories
When they are unfurled.
I’ve moved people to tears
Made them flood with emotion
With the written word
The world can stop its motion
I’ve gone to beautiful places
With a pen and pad
And let inspiration rush over me
Writing among proverbial dryads.
There is absolution nothing more calming
Than laying in the hammock
On a warm windy day
Watching clouds run amuck
Swaying in that breeze
Listening to the sound of the world turning
Fills my soul
With gentle yearning
To dream a dream
Recreating forgotten lore
Oh to be a Bard
In the days of yore
To spin tails
To play the lute
Allowing people to relive
Deeds of great repute
Yes, I found religion
In the beauty of life
Why can’t others find the peace of God
Without the damning strife?
--Dan
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Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Olympics
The Olympics are wonderful venue. Its so amazing to what the human body can accomplish. Its also wonderful to see the 204 different countries competing together. No matter who wins, no matter who loses, it’s a great way to see a great part of humanity.
It is a shame they cost so much, especially in such a time of global recession, but they are fully worth it. I do wish it was easier to catch certain events, as they only show a handful on the prime time rebroadcast of the Games at night. Its funny to find myself rooting for my own home team, considering how I feel about this country, but I know they got it right, and all the Olympians all seem like great people.
Monday, August 6, 2012
Acheivements
Human achievement is astounding. How can anyone not just step back and marvel at what we have done in such a short time on this planet. Nothing on this planet before humans could even build their own shelter.... We’ve tamed nature in so many ways, and somehow we haven’t managed to kill everyone and everything on this planet yet.
And yet, it goes mostly ignore by all, especially the media. I had to learn that there is another Mars Rover today on a blog. A blog.... Not the news, not the media, but someone sharing an obscure link from YouTube on the landing of the vehicle.... Pitiful.
But that’s been the entire history of the space program here in the US. Completely ignored for the most part, unless some kind of drama occurs. Most of the footage from the Apollo missions, shot live, were not broadcast....
Sunday, August 5, 2012
(poem) Rambling about inadequacy
Passing the time
Watching it go away
Is this what I should do
Day after day?
My life is completely on track
Yet I’m hungry for something more
I know what I should do now
So both of us don’t end up on the floor
But will it work
Can it pay off
Only time will tell
If we can fill the trough
Saturday, August 4, 2012
Outside of here.
Expanding one’s horizons is such a nice thing to do. Its amazing to see what’s out there, even if its just reading about it. Today I learned about some things in another country that I never knew existed. I was simply amazed and shocked at things.
But then, I’ve been looking around at other countries for awhile. There’s so much out there in this world. History that has been kept from me, especially as I’m from the US and we’re taught that we’re the best and there’s nothing else worth seeing out there. It’s a sad fact of life, living here.
Friday, August 3, 2012
(poem) The people who Hate.
There is always one
Who will hate you
One who will throw your happiness
Into a busy avenue
I know these people
I know them well
When they speak
I can hear the bells of hell
They ring loudly
In my mind
Thoughts of murder
Rage making me blind
But then I smile
Into their face
And do their job better
At a quicker pace.
I wonder why
They are so intimidated
By one such as me
I’m always so timid
Yet this is what they do
They pick out your superiority
Even if its not flaunted
And plan its atrophy
Thursday, August 2, 2012
The United Hate-breeders of America
Ignorance is such an amazing thing. It permeates life here in the United States. I have to believe that it is elsewhere in the world, but the way it erodes society here, is just dauntingly unbelievable. Ignorance here is a weight that crushes souls and grinds civility to dust.
You can take this whole Chik-fil-A thing for a good example. Today I saw a bunch of Facebook posts of ‘good Christians’ cursing and using derogatory comments to defame and tell the gays of this world to die horrible deaths.... It honestly makes me ashamed to be a human when I see these things. How can there be such hate in this world, and people using such terminology as using ‘free speech’ as an argument. Freedom is freedom to do anything that’s not harmful.... Yet these people want to take freedom away from others....
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
(poem) Why I live my life.
As the seasons rise and fall
And everyone tries to make sense of it all
We watch the sun rise and set
As life fades we try not to fret
So we try to live life without regrets
And to be good to our pets
Yet most don’t know how to enjoy
All that life has to employ
Shame comes and goes
As does pain’s throws
Yet we life through and trudge on
And wonder if our last name will fade into anon
I asked for all things that I might enjoy in life
And I was given life
So that I might enjoy all things
No matter what it all might bring
This I hold true to
No matter what or who
Might try to bring me down
Because life is too short to constantly frown
So smile I do, as much as I can
Since this life began
And live by a creed that most dismiss
Because there is nothing in life I want to miss.
From watching my step-daughter
Try not to die from laughter
And enjoying my wedding to her mother
Being that woman’s one and only lover
Sure I’ve had my downs
But I fear them less than clowns
Of course, that goes without saying
Clowns send a lot of people to praying.
I’ve loved and lost
And each time felt the cost
But it all paid out in the end
For my life now has the perfect bookend
I knew it would all be worth it
No reason at all to throw such a fit
What a ride it has been
And it will continue to be, until the end.
--Dan
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Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Gender inequality?
Here’s an age old question, what are the differences between men and women? Would you be shocked if I said there really wasn’t any?
Yeah, I figured you would be, but hear me out. The only real difference is reproductive rolls. Besides that, what other difference is there? Well, the answer to that one is easy, most of the differences come directly from those reproductive rolls.
Yeah, I figured you would be, but hear me out. The only real difference is reproductive rolls. Besides that, what other difference is there? Well, the answer to that one is easy, most of the differences come directly from those reproductive rolls.
Monday, July 30, 2012
Escape of a lifetime.
What is it about traveling that makes people more worldly? I guess the answer is obvious, but it is pretty amazing at how those who have left their home and moved far away have so much more wisdom and insight. In my home town, everyone is so stuck in a rut, and I can see that in other places, but never as bad as that place.
I admit, I’m not as much of a gypsie as some people, but I was born in Texas, lived in North Carolina for eleven years, lived close to Little Rock, AR. For a year, and now I’m in Oklahoma. Rural OK at that. Its been a wonderful life, and I’ve been amazed at what I’ve seen and how far I’ve come, but I still find those people, whom are older, yet they just don’t seem to have this experience with life.
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
On the Subject of Taboo
Why is Taboo so taboo? So many things in life need to be shared, yet are described as so socially unacceptable. It seems so crazy that people get ostracized to much for something that should be so common place.
Know your body, and dress accordingly. That is a mantra I wish people would take up. I’ve seen so many people, dress in spandex, then they are borderline morbidly obese. Its nasty. Yet that is not taboo, as a sexy woman showing a bit of cleavage.... A while back, I met a woman who was extremely baffled by the male lust for her breasts, when in her words, "They are just utters...."
Know your body, and dress accordingly. That is a mantra I wish people would take up. I’ve seen so many people, dress in spandex, then they are borderline morbidly obese. Its nasty. Yet that is not taboo, as a sexy woman showing a bit of cleavage.... A while back, I met a woman who was extremely baffled by the male lust for her breasts, when in her words, "They are just utters...."
Sunday, July 15, 2012
Science Fiction Fan
I enjoy science fiction. I really don’t understand why some people can’t. Einstein said that the “true sign of intelligence is not knowledge but imagination.” To me that proclaims that what human’s can dream up, is close to what human’s have achieved. It keeps us looking to a future that might be, and inspiring those who have the knowledge to put it all together.
Even if some of it is escapism, such as John Carter, it still has some significance. The ability to sit back and enjoy someone else’s vision has such interesting artistic merit. Star Trek was a great place to have people think about what the most promising theories now could look like in the future.
Friday, July 13, 2012
(poem) They Struggle, Hidden....
Sometimes in life
We meet those people
Filled with strife
Not helped by the steeple
But can you help them
As they hide their tears
Struggling to hide the stem
Of that which creates their fears?
They have a turmoil
Deep within their soul
That makes life dreadful
An emotional steamroll
Can you stop someone
Who is making their final stand
Before they find themselves fallen
From the Earth’s wonderful sand?
Can you make them care
About what life has to offer?
Can you make them dare
To face all this life’s horror?
No matter how bad it gets
Life is worth living
There will always be duets
That will keep you singing
If only you can make them see
How great it all truly is
To live this life so free
Once you break your own bond’s kiss.
--Dan
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Thursday, July 12, 2012
Misquotes to destroy a nation by
Henry Ford is quoted as having said, “Make the best quality of goods possible at the lowest cost possible.” For those that KNOW that quote they will recognize something missing. We’ll get to that.
That exact quote was hanging from a wall of a plant manager for a company I used to work for. He lived by that rule. Another great quote he had, sitting on his desk was from Harry Truman, "I don't give them Hell. I just tell the truth about them and they think it's Hell." Another great quote, but the first one always bothered me. It became a quote that would haunt me for the rest of my life....
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