Everybody has seen atleast one movie where a character is considered "crazy" or "insane". But do you ever try to find the insanity in yourselves? In my opinion, everybody has thoughts that would be considered thoughts of an insane person. I believe everybody thinks of the most extreme thing like killing somebody or committing suicide, but those dubbed "insane" are the people who actually act on it. This brings me to the question "Are these people truly insane, or just more compulsive than other people?"
Ever since I was a little girl I have always had thoughts that scared me, thoughts that I knew would put me in a looney bin if I told anybody or acted on them. I had the will to keep them to myself and control them to the point that they did not control me. What if some people do not have that will and are just overrun by the very thoughts humans in general are meant to have? This brings me to another question. How does a person become considered "crazy"? Do you have to try to kill yourself or others? Do you have to hear things that others cannot hear? Do you have to see things that others cannot see? Or do you have to speak to those that other people cannot speak to?
Is it a mental malfunction? Is it something in their brain that keeps them from being what is considered "normal"? Or is it that those people are considered crazy because they know things that other people do not and that is the very reason why they are put away, away from people that would believe them? Im sure there are many different cases of all these situations and Im sure that not every person in insane asylums are necessarily "crazy". To stay out of a insane asylum, and have these kinds of thoughts/feelings, must you act like a money driven robot like the rest of the human race in order to be considered normal?
What has this world come to that some of the most open and spiritually connected people are often locked up and dubbed insane for their gifts?
I am not saying that everybody in an insane asylum has a gift or can see things others can't but you have to ask how many of them are? I understand that some people do not possess the social skills to be in public or are a danger to those around them, and in those cases, they are necessary institutions. Regardless, in this society, craziness is considered anything that is out of the norm. But what is the norm? Is the norm a suit wearing robot crunching numbers or doing deeds for some head honcho with no morals? Is it the mother with 3 kids, a suit wearing husband, and a white picket fence? This reality is sad but it is something everybody should realize, that humans are classified, categorized, and placed in their own sections like a file in a folder or an animal in a zoo. The "crazy" in an asylum, the suits in their cubicles, the typical mothers in their picket fenced worlds. Think to yourself what crazy and normal means to you and stick with that no matter what anybody else tells you. Stay true to yourself because it is the only true loyalty in today's society.
There are millions upon millions of movies, stories, poems, etc. about love. This emotion seems to be the basis of the media; Who loves whom in celebrity gossip, who cheated on whom, what soap opera star confessed love to another soap opera star. The list goes on and on. So many people strive for just that one thing, to be loved and love, that it almost seems like the most complex and rare emotion. However, How about pain? Must you know pain very well to know what love is? So many people know pain so well than you would think there would be more love in real life instead of those silly romance novels and movies.
I did not come from the best of backgrounds but I did not come from the worst. I always knew both emotions, pain and love, very well. It seemed to create a balance in my life, even though one sometimes felt stronger than the other. Im not sure if I would have ever been able to feel real love without feeling real pain first. The pain that makes you wish you could just die or that you were never born so that nobody would feel pain because of you dying.
This may seem morbid, but really, its not. It is the basic form of sense. People always see pain as a bad thing, however, pain sets off the same endorphins that pleasure does. If this is so, how do we really know the difference between a good feeling and a bad feeling? How do we really know one without the other? I believe pain and love will find a balance in everybody's lives. Yes, I have love, but only because I have had pain, and will continue on in the future, its inevitable. However, its how you deal with the pain and love, that makes you who you are. Will you run from the love because the pain has worn you down or will you rise up and be strong so that love can find you?
Pain is the truest feeling a person can have. Love is the truest feeling two people can have towards each other. How will you decide? Rise? or Fall? Your decision. Your feelings. Your life.
Slavery is more present today than most people think. There has been countless movies showing this, such as Taken, featuring stars like Liam Neeson. There are also others featured on lifetime called, obviously, Human Trafficking. The United States sees freedom everywhere and sometimes forgets about the rest of the world, or simply doesn't care. Those that speak out and show this are sometimes just written off as crazy activists or hypocrites. However, recently many artists and actors have been uniting in an effort to try to eliminate human trafficking. Its true, one person cannot change the world, but its a start. You cannot get many people without getting one. If you care about the other countries of this world and the pain women and children of those countries are going through, then do something. Go to dosomething.org and find out what you can do to help. The only people that would not atleast go to the site to see what they can do, simply do not care about other people. Are you one of those people?
If you walked up to a stranger on the street and asked a simple question "What is your main goal in life?", what kind of response do you think you would get back? The majority of young people would respond with "to get through college and find a good job". If you asked a man in a suit, you would most likely get a "to be successful in business". However, does anybody sit back and analyze their life and their goals?
In this day and age life is hard. It is hard to get a decent job, especially with freshly released graduates having to work at McDonalds or Burger King because of the shortage of jobs. This creates new goals, such as getting a better job with more hours or that pays more. Do these people really want to work their entire lives at a counter taking other people's orders or in a cubicle punching numbers mindlessly into a machine? Then when they do make some money, enough to actually pay bills and have more left over,what do people buy? Big screen tv's, expensive purses, luxurious body wash. Is this the goal in life, to work your whole life just in order to give your money to somebody else for something that you never really need, that will eventually break and you will have to buy a new one?
What is the real goal in life? Is it to have nicer things than the next person? Is it to be able to spoil your children into being completely dependant on you for everything? Is it to work for the rest of your life in order to pay the government most of it and get nothing back in return? In this society you are not free, you simply pay for your rights through your job, having children, and providing for your family. Lets say you buy a house for your family, which is technically considered a necessity. You pay property taxes to the government, which in turn means you pay for the right to own something, on top of paying for the property itself. Lets say you and your wife/husband want to buy a car, which is necessary for you to get to and from work. You must pay for a license, vehicle insurance, and also a fee to the DMV for vehicle registration. So in turn you are paying for the right to own and use a car, on top of the price you paid to buy the actual vehicle. Does this seem fair?
We pay income taxes, registrations, state taxes, federal taxes, and countless other fees to the government so they can spend it to redecorate the white house and for the president to take his family wherever he wants, wasting jet fuel. We pay the government to give us the right to work at a minimum wage job because the economy is horrible.
After all this, I ask you, What is your goal in life?
Trust (/trʌst/ Show Spelled Pronunciation [truhst]) –noun 1. reliance on the integrity, strength, ability, surety, etc., of a person or thing; confidence. 2. confident expectation of something; hope.
There are as many as 10 definitions of the word "trust". The first two describe the feeling of trusting somebody. "Confident expectation of something; hope". This could mean that you trust a friend to pay you back the money you loaned him, or you trust that somebody will not hurt your feelings.
Many people say that they would trust their family or their best friend/s with their lives. This means that if their lives were in danger, they would go to that person for help. I only know of a few people i would hold such a trust in, although i believe i am one of the people in this world that can be trusted, a strange combo, i know.
Now, lets back it up to the first definition of trust. "Reliance on the integrity, strength, ability, surety, etc., of a person or thing; confidence". This could mean that you trust a contractor to build your house the way you want it done, or you trust a firefighter to get you out of a burning building if you cannot get out yourself. Although this can altogether means that you are trusting a person, with either a job or your life, or part of it.
Im sure everybody has taken the time to think about who they would trust with their life, and who they wouldn't. But has anybody ever thought "Who do i trust with my death?". If your friend was going to do something really horrible like go to school and shoot somebody or kill an innocent person or persons, and the only way to stop them would be to kill them, would you be trusted? Would you be able to pull the trigger on a friend before they blew up a train station or before they pulled the trigger on an innocent victim? Criminals are all around us, don't think you don't know any, so think about this.
Also, here is another scenario. If your friend was dying slowly, with no hope of living, only hope of having a quick and painless death, would you be able to set him/her free by finishing it? Could you be trusted to do what is wrong in order to do what is right?
This entry was not meant to justify killing or anything in that category, it was meant to make you think. It was meant to help people that read this evaluate their life and hopefully make them learn something new that they didn't know before.
To start, I have always had the worst dreams, well, more like nightmares. I had seen more gore in my nightmares by the age of 10 than most 20 year olds had seen from watching nonstop horror movies. I knew this was normal but a part of me never wanted them to go away. No matter what I saw in my dreams or nightmares, they were a part of me, something nobody else could ever take away from me.
I know this may sound crazy and that I might get psychologist telling me im just stressed out , but I know what Im talking about.
I don't want to keep saying dreams and nightmares so I will just call them dreams, since like I said before, I want them, good or bad. Lately, I have been having dreams that either disturb me too much or that I just cannot stop thinking about. I know everybody as some dreams that feel too real, but mine are beyond that. I recently had a dream that I was at a concert and fell into a bad group that ended up being vampires. I almost killed the leader but that only got him mad and he told his vampire minions(i like that word) to kill me. Well, to make the story short, I was bit, and was drunk from a vampire. I swear it was amazing. I could feel it as if it were happening in real life, all the pain, all the blood rushing from my neck. I do not remember much about the rest of the dream but that one part both scared me half to death and excited me. To think that I could feel so much through a dream astonished me.
Do not take this post as me being obsessed with vampires. While this may be true, I do not drink blood, claim I have fangs, nor ever want to be "undead". I laugh at the thought since most people that claim they are vampires are just crocks that like to drink blood. I know there are real ones out there but until I get proof, they stay in my dreams.
Okay, now I am getting off the subject. My main point was that I do not believe dreams just show stress or that you are hiding something in your subconscious. If this were true, life would be much simpler than it really is. I believe some dreams are meant to make you think about things maybe others rarely take the time to think about. Maybe some of them are a sort of warning, showing you what could happen if something were to go wrong or if you were to do the wrong thing.
Then there is the other type of dreams. The type that shows you something that will no doubt happen. This may be a form of premonition, or it may be just an unusual awareness some have but I have experienced such. How do skeptics, scientists, even psychologists explain how a child can have a dream about a favorite uncle coming to her in her sleep and then waking up(still in the dream) to hear everybody saying he is dead, then a short time later, this uncle dies of cancer? Dreams are powerful things, and should be respected as such.
There are alot of people that seem to stay in the world that they are comfortable in, whether its the small town they were born and raised in, or the big cities of bustling cars and fast paced people. Rarely do such people get a glimpse into how other people live or think.
I had an opportunity to do such by just going to the mall. I normally go to the malls close to home, which involve Targets or Walmarts, nothing too expensive or fancy. That is my comfort zone, something that has always been familiar since as far back as I can remember. Do not get me wrong, I have seen alot more than that, but I have never seen anything like what I saw today. The instant you walk into the mall there is a rush of men in business suits and women in fancy dresses and expensive jewelry. I felt so out of place in my jeans and sweatshirt. I felt like I was an outsider. Every store we passed had models with no faces sitting or standing in posh positions wearing the latest in high end fashion.
While passing one store, a man in a polo shirt and very expensive looking dockers came out of a fancy store with a huge bag full of whatever he had bought in the store. This did not amaze me as much as him casually walking right into the store right next to it, which was equally as expensive. He looked like he owned he place, or atleast could if he wanted to buy it.
Everybody has different lives, everybody has different ways of getting money, and while they may look so much different, so alien, are they really any different? If you take that same man I was talking about, and dressed him in clothes from Walmart or Target, would he be a different man? Would his confidence fade or would he still believe he could own the world?
A part of me want to say that he is still the same, no matter what clothes you wear, and then a part of me wants to have those clothes, be like them, but would I still be me if I had grown up in such a rich environment? Everybody wants what they can't have but if you have everything, then what would you want?
I do not know if I will ever go to that mall again, not out of awkwardness or the feeling of unfamiliarity, but because I don't know if I want to be like them. In the end I may end up getting a good job and being able to afford some of the things in that mall, but as for know, I think I am fine with what I have. I want what I have.
Since the beginning of time, there have been families, in one form or another. If you google the word "family" you will get 1,740,000,000 search results. What does this say about society?
So many people I know have found a partner, got married, had kids, raised them, then died. This seems like an endless cycle that can not be broken. Since I am a woman I am expected to do such, have kids. While I am not totally against having children, and I am not saying that is a bad thing to do, I wonder what else there really is to life. Many people have successful relationships without marriage or children, yet society seems to think that that is strange or taboo. Is it really so strange to not want to be just a machine in which to continue an endless cycle, possibly bringing more people in which to kill the planet, kill themselves, or kill others?
In the older days, people lived for honor, they had a reason to fight, they had a reason to live. But do we really have any reason to live nowadays other than selfish reasons or just to breed? Some may think that there is honor, that there is organization in this world, and that we have somehow become more civilized, but I say that is a piece of bull. Why do we fight nowadays? What do we stand for? We fight for anger, for emotions, and how does that do us any good? We do not stand for anything anymore because the government tells us what we can and cannot stand for.
Once this earth was peaceful, people fought for what was right, the simplest of things was cherished, not taken for granted. I know alot of people could argue with this point. I know alot of people would say that there is nothing better than giving birth and watching children grow, that family is the best thing in the world. Everybody has opinions, this is mine.
Ever since I was a little kid, I remember thinking that fighting was so cool. Fighting always seemed to finally end things and I thought that if I could be good at that, then I could handle anything that came my way. But I realize now that I was wrong. Fighting is only right in self defense, or for exercise, not a means of ending a feud or getting back at somebody who wronged you. Now if you haven't guessed, I am female, so me fighting would literally get me the name of a "badass chick" in today's society. I know that may seem like a good reputation but what do people really think of you when you have that name? Then there are women who have so much beauty or so much kindness that men fight for them. Examples are such as Helen of Troy, partly Romeo and Juliet, and even today's normal society condones it. If it is in so much media, so much of society, are we all just wrong, or is it truly the way of the world?
Human nature practically states that men must be the protectors and the fighters while women are the kinder side, the mothers, the peace in a world of chaos. If a woman fights out of anger, then does that mean she is fighting more than a person, but also fighting her destiny?
I admire all fighters. I would love to learn to fight for self defense alone because I cannot rely on men to protect me every second. But I also admire those women that men fight for. I very much doubt I would ever dream to be in that category but I admire how a woman can make a man adore her so much to the point of fighting to the death for her.
I apologize if this comes out as just a scrambled bunch of words but these are my thoughts on the subject and hoped to convey them to others.
Okay, so I have recently gone into a BDSM forum because I was rather curious and did not like much that I read. There was a post asking if anybody liked choking during sex, and most of the people commented saying they did! That is just crazy to me. I mean, I understand that it is a form of submitting to the man, giving him complete control, but I would classify choking as violence.
I also noticed that everybody in there referred to their partner as either "master" or "sub". Am I the only one that thinks that should be sayd only in the bedroom, and not as a form of everyday greeting? When I think of "master" and "sub" in the form of a lifestyle, I think of a woman in chains in a dungeon somewhere being forced to do things. This may or may not happen, but that is what it makes me think of and be afraid of.
I have know for a while that I do not want the white picket fence brady bunch family lifestyle, that I want more than that, but BDSM is so extreme, I cannot see myself ever trying such things, altho I do understand some of them. If anybody in the BDSM lifestyle reads this blog entry, please help me understand why you are in that lifestyle and if you were ever afraid of it like I.
yes...wow...that's a whole different level of writting...still trying to understand the whole post...uhm...well...at the moment I can only ur last question since I'm still a big idiot at the world of words *embarrased*
agh...too bad I can't do that...that's my damned brother...I'm gonna kick his ass someday :irked:...but...well...after that I took away his lappy...TV...and iPod away...Mwahahahaha...He couldn't do anything cuz he left them in my room and now it's mine...
awww im sorry to hear about your friend, and i hate people that have no regard for other people's belongings, you should make whoever paced it pay for a new monitor
lol yeah me too...but I was in a friend's funeral at that times...so...dammit...they put my comp in a box like some trash...I'm sorry compy :((... :irked:
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