The Myth of Superiority

Why do other people always have to act as if they always know better?  Why cannot they admit that other people who perhaps seem to not know better have some valuable insights that would be beneficial in many ways?  Why dominate a conversation when you can broaden your scope with more variety?  I just don't understand why people are so eager to hold on to their own beliefs, when they are obviously wrong.  Just kidding.  But just that one sentence.  Everything else is right.  That is why we have DISCUSSIONS not one sided conversations.  Even if you want to wrongfully call that a discussion.  So listen up people!!!

~another musing of the ill-informed~

Different Version, Different Story

There once was a rabbi and there were some people.  In a marketplace, there was a woman who committed adultery and she was going to get stoned by the people, as was the practice back then.  The rabbi said, "Those who are without sin, let them throw the first stone."  All the people dropped their stones.  The rabbi then said, "Nevertheless, this woman has sinned and needs to face the consequences," and subsequently raised and dropped a stone over head and dashed out her brains upon the ground.  I guess not everything turns out the way you think it will.  Perhaps that is why there is not mercy for all.  Because if there was, some people would get away with far more than they should.  Therefore, we should think ourselves lucky when we receive mercy when we feel that we should not.

~another musing of the ill-informed~

Haven't been on this for awhile...

...but I'm back now.  Sort of.  I'll be out for a little bit next week.  Somehow the pageview number jumped for a little bit.  I've been really busy, so maybe it becomes ironic that that is when people choose to look or not look at this thing.  Finished the next book in the original Ender series.  I'm sort of going through them all again and writing down ideas at the end.  I can't write while I read.  It messes up the mood and everything.  I use A LOT of paperclips.  I'll take a picture sometime.  The current one had to do with foreign species and their underdevelopment and reliance on a virus for their well-being that is sometimes harmful to humans.  It is really interesting.  Also giving the books to a friend who is just reading them for the first time, which is really exciting.  Gives me a lot of good things to think about.  All the characters are just so deep.  Which got me thinking?  Why are all the characters in the stories highly intelligent?  It is his world and everything, but is everybody really intelligent?  I'm starting to think that there are people who are a whole lot more intelligent than you would think.  Which is completely new mindset for me.  Sort of.  I mean, there are a lot of smart people, but some of them hide it really well.  At least that is what it seems like to me.

~another musing of the ill-informed~

Why Does God Give us good Things?

When all things that we do have some negative consequence?  Okay, not all, but a lot of them do.  Don't try to catch me in this one, there are many good things in the world.  Maybe you should stop trying to pick up inconsistencies in this and actually read what I'm writing.  Anyway, there are good things in the world that show us that even from our negative consequences will spring something good that helps another person.  That may be a redundant statement.  That's right, only I'm allowed to point out inconsistencies, you concentrate on the important things.  God gives us good things to remind us that not all in the world is bad.

~another musing of the ill-informed~

Have I Done Right?

Do we ask ourselves sometimes if we are doing what is right?  Of course.  At the end, will we ever think that all we did our entire life meets our goals or someone else's that become our own.  Do we ask, "Did I do it right?"  What will be the answer?  What is right?  Is the goal happiness?  If anybody reads this, I would like them to reply to the question of what a good life entails.

~another musing of the ill-informed~

Flying

I have always wanted to fly.  So has the human race.  There is a story about a guy with a sun named Icarus who flew to close to the son and fell into the sea and died.  Yes I know I switched the two suns.  Maybe I did that for  a reason.  But why should I if no one reads this thing anyway.  My point is, human's don't want to be encased somewhere.  They want to have no limits and go "where no man has gone before."  And yet we have "problems" like swine flu and this fiasco in Egypt to distract us from what we are trying to accomplish.  Money and dwindling attention are, I believe, some of the biggest problems in the world today.  When no one cares about science, science gets no funding.  Knowledge is the best and hardest thing for money to buy.  At least that's how it looks from my neck of the woods.

~another musing of the ill-informed~

I Don't Know Why I Can't Remember stuff for these

Why can I never remember these?  Stupid Human.  You can never remember anything important.  Just wondering how a young person or anyone at all can get into the mindset to kill people.  Maybe that's why children are so naive, because they want to play and have fun and stuff like that.  Nobody is reading this!!!  Sorry.  Just had to put that in there.  How can a 14 year old strap a bomb to himself and go out and kill people.  He knows he is going to die.  He knows other people are going to as well.  How can someone ever get psychologically into that mindset?  I heard a story once of a person giving a machine gun to a kid and tell them not to shoot until they say.  They say, the kid shoots, and they take the hood off the kid and say, now you know what it is like to kill people, and there is a murdered "bad" person.  I just don't understand.  Maybe this is another example of the stupid human.  I'm pretty sure it isn't.  More like *expletive* adult.
~another musing of the ill-informed~

Quote Qwednesday

Said the pot to the kettle, "Get away, blackface."-Don Quixote
This quote shows how people try to differentiate themselves from people who are seemingly worse.  But of course, aren't we all people?  Why do we try to feel better than someone else?  We're all human, and humans are usually bad.

~another musing of the ill-informed~

How can you possible know someone else?

You don't know what they think or feel all the time.  You don't know their innermost thoughts.  This leads me to the premise that I am the worst person I know.  Because I most certainly don't know you.  Thus accounts for my very low self-esteem, even though I may seem like I have a very high image of myself, and in some cases I do, but in most cases I don't, if that makes sense.  Wow.  That's a really short post.  Congratulations go to being straightforward.
~another musing of the ill-informed~

Stupidity

Ha!  In my last post, I commented on how bad humans are.  Well, there are some advantages to this as well.  Have you ever done something that you think could be hurtful to someone else, and you think they noticed, and you want to apologize?  Then you go to apologize and they didn't even realize you hurt them?  And you feel so stupid?  Because you thought that they were really hurt and you wanted to apologize when you didn't even need to.  Sometimes humans are just so stupid.  If only sometimes we could just be on the same wavelength with people, literally.  So many more things would be accomplished.  But then there wouldn't be any creativity.  So mabye things are better the way they are.  But what if we could turn off this connection.  If you read this, read for other posts, because as you may be able to see, you never know what may show up here.  And I promise you that what you see on here will be among the most interesting things you see all day.
~another musing of the ill-informed~

Why do I keep forgetting what I wanted to put on here?

Carpe diem.  Which is exactly what I seem to not be able to do currently.  Why don't I just write things down when I think about them?  Also, I heard my very idea expressed to me by someone else.  I just cannot believe I can't remember these things.  Stupid human fallibility!  Getting limited by brainpower is infuriating!  Well, I did take cool pictures of my cat.  That was fun.  He kept wanting to drop down.  You'll see what I mean later.  Had a late concert.  That was a little boring.  People talked for way too long.  I don't know if anyone is looking at this.  Maybe I just haven't been posting regularly enough.  I really think people should check this on a regular basis.  I'm on here at least twice a week...
~another musing of the ill-informed~

Dreams

That strange realm.  Where things that could never happen can and where things that might happen will.  Not sure what to say about this, but dreams seem powerful to me.  Not exactly sure why.  It seems to me like just another way everything was planned.  To be able to experience your wildest dreams is a gift beyond belief.~another musing of the ill-informed~

Quote Qwednesday the Second

Sometimes lies were more dependable than the truth.-Orson Scott Card- Ender's Game  This quote, from one of the greatest authors ever, comes from an interesting context.  Little Ender on the operating table to lose his monitor, a device that monitored everything that happened to him over the previous years, reacts to something the doctor said.  The doctor had said that the operation would not hurt a bit.  Andrew (his real name) took this as an accurate prediction of the future, as adults think that children cannot endure much pain, and therefore assured him that a very painful procedure would not hurt.  In this case, the lie was more dependable than the truth.  This also was shown later when Ender was told a lie about who he was playing against in order to defeat an entire alien race.  But that's a whole other story.  I suppose the ironic thing is, during the operation, Ender almost died, so perhaps the human race would not have been saved after all.  Isn't it interesting how precarious tend to be when seen in hindsight?

~another musing of the ill-informed~

Busy Busy Busy

I was thinking about the unjustice of there only being 24 hours in a day and we have to sleep for a lot of that time when I wondered: isn't it awesome that we live on a world when each day is approximately 24 hours?  And it divides nicely into day and night? And we sleep during the night?  And our bodies readily function in this cycle? Just one random wondering that led me even more to the realization that yes there is a God, and yes, he did create us.  how else would everything be good?
~another musing of the ill-informed~

Ridiculous Bureaucratic Procedures

Why are so many things messed up?  Procedures.  Of course.  There's a flip side.  Why are some things organized?  Procedures.  If we could get past the trash and get to the stuff that matters, more things would get done.  Ideas would get accepted.  This post would get ridiculed like it should.  Maybe if things turned out the way they should things would be better.  And maybe I shouldn't be writing this.  But I have nothing better to say.  See how things are going tomorrow.  Learn the only things you need to know.

~another musing of the ill-informed~

Journeys

I was talking to a person once, and I was holding my bags in one hand.  Halfway through the conversation, I thought that perhaps I should drop my bags.  This had a profound effect.  Are we all traveling so far and so fast that we just don't take the time to realize what is going around us?  The conversation was so refreshing that I felt I was being rude to the other person by holding my bags, as if I had somewhere else to go.  Drop the bags.  Stop what you're doing.  Just drop.  And stop.  It's worth it.

Trust me.

~another musing of the ill-informed~

Quote Qwednesday!

Quote Qwednesday!
I like whiskey. I always did, and that is why I never drink it.
         -Robert E. Lee
This quote, by a great, heroic yet human man, shows very clearly the fact that self-control is a very important characteristic that gets you through life.  If one does not have control, how then do they have control over other things that affect them?  Some may perhaps be surprised who said this.  Please know who he is and do not take things that I did not mean the wrong way.  I mean, I did mean them, but not the way you think I did.  Perhaps a little confusing, but you're reading this aren't you?  I'm not confused.
~another musing of the ill-informed~

Crying

I don't think I have talked about this on here yet, but one friend just commented to me about crying makes her feel pitiful.  She may have said something different but similar.  I'm too lazy right now to check.  Anyway, crying in public is actually an admission that yes, something is wrong, and yes, I need help.  No one likes to see people crying, so the person crying will usually be comforted.  Crying in my humble opinion, is almost always if not always a choice.  You can really bring yourself not to cry if you try hard enough not to get in that mindset.  Crying is a form of expression.  Of many things.  I can think of many reasons to cry.  The beauty of something you are not a part of.  The beauty of something you are a part of.  Seemingly unendurable pain.  Others I do not feel like putting here. (laziness again) My main point here is that crying is not something to be ashamed of.  Most times, crying is putting yourself out there for other people to get involved.  That's a kind of self-centered way of putting it, but if it really bothers you can think about it another way.  Just don't expect me to help you to come up with it.  First Quote Qwednesday coming up tomorrow!
~another musing of the ill-informed~

Saying Goodbye

Just read something in a rather boring book that had some good parts and also parts I just did not care about.  One thing stuck out to me.  How often do you tell people you could never see again that you care about them?  How often do you show them that you appreciate them?  What if you never saw this person again?  Perhaps right now you're saying, "I heard this over and over again and I've never had to regret a decision I made, so why bother now.?"  Just think.  In a world as precarious as ours, it could be the last thing that ever matters to anyone that you say to anybody in the whole world.  You have heard this over and over again.  So have I.  So why is it just now ringing true to mine ears?
~another musing of the ill-informed~

Snow

Today the snow came down.  And down.  And down.  Snow is fun.  Cold and hard to shovel.  But it comes from the sky.  Where all have endeavored to go since the beginning.  Sorry for the short entry.  Just outside in the stuff that came from the place we would like to stay.

~another musing of the ill-informed~