Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Here's to the nights ????????

have you ever thought back to high school and how constrained you were? I think if I was to make a time machine and attend a class, the first time I was told to raise my hand before speaking or to have to ask to go to the bathroom, I'd promptly tell the teacher to go fuck themselves. I can hardly take told what to do now by family, let alone some stranger. I'm sure the role reversal will be interesting when I begin subsitute teaching. Maybe then I'll have sympathy for the faculty that had to deal with me....... naaaaaaaah. I still remember this one teacher, who actually called me one day " a lost soul", and that will always stick in my mind, not because it hurt, but because I just stared at this man, in his mid sixties, nursing a bad back, in the same job for 45 years, telling me im the one lost. I just grinned back and went back to reading whatever book it was at the time that was under my binder.

An ode' to a certain someones journal mentioning of quantum mechanics. The greatest thing about it? Probably one of the most open ended sciences. According to quantum mechanics in the most basic of forms

- Nothing is real
- The world around you is completely manipulative (see point 4)
- Objects will only exist on this plane of reality because you want them to
- Manipulation is sardonically easy.
- Has very similar ties with daoism and yoga

The worst thing about it? If you choose to believe in this science, then pretty much 60-70 percent of what you learned in high school is moot and obsolete.

I think philosophy majors should be able to become official fillabusters for the US congress. I just finished reading a book that took the line 'there is no spoon' from the matrix and turned it into a 300 page analysis of the human perception. This is not to make fun of the most "the paper this diploma was written on is worth more than the actual diploma" major, I in fact love reading about philosophy. I just would never devote my life to it.

Qualifications for me wasting my time on something

- It makes me laugh
- It makes me happy
- It gets me somewhere in life
- I can turn it into a living
- It gets me laid (obviously not a very sucessful point being as im a virgin)
- it enriches my life
- seemingly I like to help people as well, so theres one

I think philosophy would qualify for.. .. well only the last point. Its always interesting to read about abstract viewpoints of the human pysche. I just would rather spend my time learning how to fix a mind rather than figuring out if a tree can produce noise to birds when a human isnt around to hear it.

Oh, and a special challenge for Verity

"How old are you, my pretty little miss,
How old are you, my honey?"
She answered to him with a lovin' smile
"I'll be sixteen come Sunday,
Be sixteen come Sunday."

"Come and go with me, my pretty little miss,
Come and go with me, my honey.
Take you where the grass grows green,
You never will want for money,
You never will want for money.

"Pull off, pull off them high-heeled shoes
All made of Spanish leather.
Get behind me on my horse
And we'll ride off together,
We'll both go off together."

Well, she pulled off them high-heeled shoes
Made of Spanish leather.
Got behind him on his horse
And they rode off together,
They both rode off together.


Name thy song!!

Oh, the gentlemen are talking and the midnight moon is on the riverside,
They're drinking up and walking and it is time for me to slide.
I live in another world where life and death are memorized,
Where the earth is strung with lovers' pearls and all I see are dark eyes.

A cock is crowing far away and another soldier's deep in prayer,
Some mother's child has gone astray, she can't find him anywhere.
But I can hear another drum beating for the dead that rise,
Whom nature's beast fears as they come and all I see are dark eyes.

bonus points for this one :P

5 comments:

kris said...

Blackjack Davey!!

and Dark Eyes!!!

Love how you described why you love that one Dylan song. I'm right there with you. Huckleberry meets our generation...almost.

Anonymous said...

You = naughty boy.

Tsk.

.Michael Simon said...

Am so Not

Megan said...

Are too...(gotta back up stephanie any day) but i agree as well

An Urban Femme said...

I was a Philosophy Major before I changed it to English Literature. Before Philosophy, it was Psychology, and before that it was Cognitive & Computer Science.

My father wanted me to major in Physics.

Why? Somewhere along the line I got tired of choosing things just because someone said I shouldn't let my potential go to waste. All it really meant was they felt I would be wasting my time with a degree in Literature.

I wish I knew then that university cannot possibly begin to prepare you for the rest of your life when it becomes bigger and more important than any avenue you happen to choose in the future.

It's good that you are doing something that stimulates you and that makes your life meaningful. That way I won't feel so bad when I hurt your body for asking 'but why?'.