During our discussion of destiny, my mind immediately jumped to the book series, The Belgariad and The Mallorean by David Eddings. The whole story of both book series revolves around the idea of destiny. A prophecy that was written when the world was being formed stated that in centuries time, the child of dark will meet the child of light and the fate of the universe will be decided on this particular meeting. This prophecy was written down into two books, The Book of Alorn and The Book of Torak. The Book of Alorn was written by the Alorns and depicts the creation of the world to the battle of Vo Mimbre. Alorns can recite the book, even if they haven't read it, because it is in their bloods. The book of Torak was written by the God Torak himself, who happens to be the child of the dark. The book is twisted in its facts as well. According to this book, Torak was the one that led the Gods to create the world, certain protagonists in the story are actually considered to be villains, the reason why the Riva Iron Grip is able to touch the Orb of Aldur is different, and finally, the book states that the Angaraks are a good race and Torak is also good.
How fantastic would that be?!? Pretty damn fantastic.
Anyways, what I'm trying to say is that I think we have control over our lives for the most part. I kinda sorta maybe believe that destiny plays a small role, but I think that we have the power to make what we want of ourselves.
Let's forget about destiny and talk about fate. ..or are they the same thing? I think that fate can and does exist, but only to a certain point. There is one song by Punchline in which all of the lyrics revolve around this guy and girl and how their fate is to be together, but they don't realize all the signs. In the middle of the song the music stops and the guy says, "maybe fate can only take you so far". I like this line because I think that fate does exist, but at some point or another we have to take it into our own hands.
I am now going to stop writing this because I think my fate is to go watch Eclipse.
k bye!!!
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I don't know what else to write so here is another one of my short story ideas.
The third world war has just begun and Russia has set its targets on the US. They’ve Russians have just failed to strike the city of Kogir with their most powerful missile, which landed 10 miles out to see. Although the missile had missed its target it caused a tsunami to wash through the city. Charlie, Steve, and Jamone had been bringing supplies to their bomb shelter deep in the woods by use of a Polaris Ranger. The view of the missile strike distracted Charlie who hit and large rock and flipped the Ranger impaling Steve in the abdomen with a tree root. Luckily the root hit no vital organs but blood loss was still a problem. They made their way back to the town in order to find a doctor but the town was deserted except for a few stragglers and Jamone’s fiancé who was preparing the rest of the supplies for the shelter. After discovering that the doctor has fled, they decide to make their way to the city in hopes of finding some help. Jamone took off in search of his fiancé leaving Steve calling after him.
“Just leave him, we’ll catch up with him later, but right now I need to get to the city” said Charlie
“Alright” we’ll find him when we get back. How are you holding up by the way? You’ve lost a lot of blood”
“I’ll make it to the city but any longer I Can’t say, I’m getting pretty woozy”
“We’ll take the off road path and cross the bridge and come out behind the big Apple which will be about 10 blocks from the hospital. It’s the fastest way,” said Steve.
So Steve fired up the engine to the ranger and sped down the dirt road. Before reaching the off road path Charlie had passed out from exhaustion to lack of blood. Steve veered onto the four-wheeler trail and sped down it, Charlie woke up due to the bumpiness and grumbled a bit. By the time they made it to the bridges high up in the cliffs that crossed over to the city it had become dusk.
“Oh my Jesus Christ gasped Steve. The bridges, they’re all torn to shit!”
All that remained were the suspension cords and the thick metal Skelton of the two bridges.
“Holy fuck what happened here?” said an astonished Charlie
They could see shrapnel of all the torn up boats that were once resting in the harbor.
“There all hung up on the cliffs. Look to our left!” Steve said
Charlie’s eyes widened with disbelief. Hung up high in the cliffs just to their left was a battered and beaten US military submarine. It had gotten hung up on the bridges suspension cords and parts of the protruding cliff.
“We bet-“
Just as Steve had begun to speak the submarine slipped away from the cliff and crashed into the bridge that leaves the city, taking it down into the black churning water below.
“We need to hurry and get back, we’ll take the road into the city” said Steve
“I wont make it, I’m not going back, but you are. Hurry back and get Jamo and his woman and get to the shelter. Ima work my way across the bridge and after I get help I’ll come back to the shelter. What ever you do, do not come looking for me or even leave the shelter. I love you man and I’ll be seeing you soon, whether it be in this life or another, good luck to you.”
Umm so ya, just another very rough draft of another story idea. I think I’m going to change a lot but the basic idea is there. I’d have the story follow Charlie on his trek to find help. While getting help the Russians will invade and it will be a fight for survival as Charlie tries to make it back to his friends.
This is what Albus Dumbledore has to say about love: "There is a room in the Department of Mysteries that is kept locked at all times. It contains a force that is at once more wonderful and more terrible than death, than human intelligence, than the forces of nature. It is also, perhaps, the most mysterious of the many subjects for study that reside there. It is the power held within that room that you possess in such quantities and which Voldemort has not at all."
Love is an important topic in Harry Potter, and is considered the most powerful magic. Harry is protected by other peoples’ love for him and his ability to love. A lot of people think they are in love, but all they are is infatuated. This brings me to Harry Potter again in the form of a love potion. Love potions make people think that they are in love, but they are just infatuated. If you ever believe you are in love, just see if your feelings last a few months, otherwise you are only infatuated.
I refuse to believe there is anything “magical” about love. Love to me is just brain chemistry set about to uphold the survival of the species.
Shampoo and television seem to have a side effect of mind control. With the rise of nanotechnology, corporations more powerful than the government have invested their money into nanotechnology research. They have hired scientist to devise a technology that could seep through the skin and find certain areas amongst the brain. They then act as an electrical simulator administering various feelings and impulses upon the user. The way they administer these nano electrical simulators is by shampoo. All the user has to do is massage it into their scalp and the nanobots will do the rest.
The way television comes into play is various television stations and commercials give off various frequencies not detectible by the human ear. The “nanobots” act as receptors to this frequency and then produce electrical impulses creating different feelings. For example a McDonalds commercial would potentially produce the feeling of happiness and self-content. The next time the person drives by a McDonalds the feelings of happiness and self-content will reemerge, this will then be detected by the “nanobots” to which will produce an impulse such as Hunger and anxiousness.
Due to corporations being cheap and lacking morals the nanobots were not yet perfected before they were administered. Most or all of the nanobots experienced malfunctions causing users nationwide to become insane. Suicide rates have skyrocketed, people have taken on serial killer tendencies, schizophrenia, Panic disorder, multiple personalities, Bipolar disorder and so on effect most of the population. There are still normal people throughout US the ones who don’t or didn’t wash their hair between the time of distribution and the time of realization. These people are quickly being picked off by the mobs of serial killers and the mentally disturbed.
Before everything went wrong corporations were in battle with each other, different corporations owned different shampoo brands, owned different television stations that produce different frequencies. But all the corporations used the same nanobots; they just reprogrammed them to receive different frequencies. The corporations all but legally own the state of Texas and have all their corporate headquarters and homes scattered throughout it. Only a few ranch owners still remain that are separate from the corps.
The story Follows a group of people from one of the corporations who were having a “how do we fix this” meeting way out in the middle of nowhere Texas. At this meeting they figured out how to reverse the effects and on their way back to the Headquarters their car breaks down (or something) in front of a large ranch. They have no cell phone reception or any means of communication. At this ranch they meet a family of heavily armed heavily horsed people who provide the group with weapons and horses. Several of people in the group are ex-military Special Forces. The borders of Texas are heavily guarded but many of the insane still manage to cross and during the groups trek back to Headquarters they have several encounters with their creations.
Is this too much like other things similar...?
The other day I was sitting in class, taking notes, and was fiddling with my pen, going through a period of fidgitiness, that comes and goes. And I was watching myself play with the pen in my hand, and it was suddenly like my hand wasn’t my own anymore, and I saw myself, in my head, chuck the pen across the room! I was surprised my body didn’t follow through with this impulse…In general, everybody has urges, but where do they come from? And if the onset is that instantaneous, how do we have the time to even resist that urge? Why didn’t I huck that pen across the room? …Where did the restraint come from? (I hope this happens to other people, otherwise I’m disclosing my inner crazy…)
Have you ever been in a situation where everything just seems right in the world, and you’re surrounded by great people, and you just feel the urge to jump in the air or skip or sing… Maybe you want to hug a random person you feel is down and you feeling very sympathetic, however if you did, it would just be really creepy. Or the opposite, maybe you’ve been so angry that it takes everything within you to keep from slapping another person…or worse! Could you imagine a world where people couldn’t control their urges? It would be complete mayhem, completely barbaric. I feel like self-control is one of the most unique qualities we humans have that sets us apart from all else. Or do we really have as much control as we think we do? Whatabout people who battle addictions, with drugs or alcohol? It is more socially accepted and therefore easier to submit to them in the first place? Look at people who have succumbed to them, and how extremely difficult it is overcome; they have to rebuild their self-control. So, is it all a practiced thing?
What is self-control exactly? And is it even true that humans are the only species that exhibit it? Are we really as unique as we think we are? Is there any evidence of animals showing this also? I’d have to do more research… but does anybody else have an opinion or facts that support either side? I wish I had more of an argument to present, but it’s just a thought. It’s very interesting…
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"So, yes, I know that love is unconditional. But I also know that it can be unpredictable, unexpected, uncontrollable, unbearable,and well, strangely easy to mistake for loathing.And what I, I'm trying to say Tristan is I think I love you. My heart, if feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it does not belong to me anymore..it belongs to you. And if you wanted it, I'd wish for nothing in exchange. No gifts, no goods, no demonstrations of devotion, nothing but knowing you love me too. Just your heart in exchange for mine."
I know that there can be many kinds of love. Love for your family, friends, pets, interests, yourself and your significant other. The above quote from Stardust I think captures the perfect definition of what true love is between someone and their significant other.
Now sure it is pretty obvious that I am a romantic but why not? Why not let people have something to dream about or strive for? It isn't called automatically obtaining true love. Its finding your true love or soul mate. It isn't suppose to be easy but its worth searching for throughout your life. It is something special to add to your happiness because you will always have your family and you will always keep and make friends, and you can easily get a pet or get passionate about a hobby, and you will always care about yourself. Finding that special someone just completes the package.
L-O-V-E
We talked a little bit about it in class today, so while we are on the subject, I figure I’d touch on it a little bit also. I found John’s take on love very amusing, but I also have to say I completely agree with it, pretty much 100%. It’s not as important as everybody claims it to be…or I should say certain kinds of love.
And before I get on a tangent, I would like to say first and foremost, I am not a cynical, bitter, person, when it comes to the subject of love, and would like everyone to keep in mind that my license plate does say “HugSum1” I’ve been told to “hug a tree,” and can really get very sentimental very easily. I love my family, I love my friends, and am lucky enough to have a handful that I keep very close to me; I have friends across the country that I have to say goodbye to multiple times a year, flip flopping my life when it comes to school, work, and home. I especially know what it feels like to miss someone, when there’s a gap from someone you can’t be with anymore. Love is considered abstract, but for me it’s never been hard to figure out. It’s everywhere. It’s a feeling of comfort, it’s genuinely wanting what’s best for others, it’s helping. Simply put, it’s caring. It’s a very easy concept I feel.
So when people are “looking for love,” or trying to find “the right person” or their “other half,” and aren’t satisfied until they find their “match,” I just find it all, no offense, but… stupid. Being “In Love,” what does that even mean?! It’s two completely different things really. One is love. The other is purely infatuation. When you’re in love you’re just infatuated, and you care about that person. Together. It’s unique, and special, I’ll grant it that, but I guess that’s my argument.
People who are on the search for their “soul mate,” are getting together with people they care about and maybe not infatuated with. What happens when somebody comes along and that fills that missing piece? That relationship is over. Or maybe they are completely infatuated with someone, but they don’t give a damn about the person themselves. That’s going to last for two seconds. And that’s just one person’s feelings. So really a situation when both parties feel the same exact way and everything is completely perfect on both ends, seems very unlikely, almost impossible. But let’s just say rare.
I’m going to be lame and quote a movie, How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days actually. The quote goes something like “…People in lust want chocolate; People in Love want diamonds.” Because diamonds are rare. Blah blah, this isn’t new to anybody. Everybody believes that that “special someone” is rare to find, that's what's so alluring about it all. People argue if their “true love” even exists, (which I don’t by the way…) There’s probably many people who meet the “true love” criteria, but there are also many millions of times more people than that in this world. Finding those people is the tricky part.
So finally my point. If that situation were to ever present itself, then you can treat it with the specialty that it is. It’s not for everybody. And nobody really needs it. Nobody. Like I said love is everywhere, if you aren’t satisfied with that, then it’s clearly your hormones speaking. And, wow, I can’t believe I’m about to say this, but really, go hook up with somebody, and leave it at that! Maybe it shouldn’t be considered that big of a deal….....… Really, I don’t know if I completely agree with that idea, but I hope you sort of get my point…
Anyways, meanwhile, appreciate what you have. Many people in their love-crazed minds don’t pay attention to anything else. How many people regularly call home to their family? I’m guilty of not doing it, getting distracted with life in general. So it should start there. Send a friend a card just because. Give somebody a freaking hug. Hang with your friends. Live your life. And if that special someone happens to come around, consider yourself lucky and embrace the situation. But wait for that time, and be okay with it. Even if it doesn’t come, does it really have to be that big of a deal? Sure, it sounds wonderful. And sure, I love watching a good chick flick every now and again, and it warms my little heart. But it’s not real. It's not like it happens every day like they make it out to seem. You can't make it happen! Don’t you find it kind of strange that people plan to get married when they try to figure out their life? They plan to have a certain number or kids by a certain time frame. I find that very strange... It’s NOT a given, and you’ll probably find that you can’t make it be.
Maybe I’m wrong. Maybe everybody deserves love, and should give a go at it. Maybe I’m missing something in the trial and error department. Hell, maybe I’m the most naive here in thinking it should come naturally… Maybe everything I just described fits into the “meant to be” mentality, which is almost as bad as soul mates. (bleh!) I’ve argued with many people about this, and it’s always fun, but nobody ever agrees… Can anybody relate to this at all?
Anyways, when the opportunity presents itself, I figure it a great time to offer a different perspective...So please just let me leave you with a few requests…
Ahem,
1) Don’t force love upon yourself.
2) Don’t obsess.
3) Don’t commit when you shouldn’t, if anything it adds unnecessary hurt (to yourself and others) when there doesn't have to be any at all!
4) Meanwhile, as John said, live your life! There’s a whole world out there!!!
5) Embrace the love you have, (which is never hard to find…)
6) And lastly… Give somebody a hug :)
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