TWO GLASSES OF WINE
When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 glasses of wine.
A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.
He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.
The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.
The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes."
The professor then produced two glasses of wine from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empt y space between the sand. The students laughed.
"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important thin gs; your family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favourite passions; things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full."
The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, and your car. The sand is everything else; the small stuff.
"If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "There is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you."
"Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to dinner. Play another 18. Do one more run down the ski slope. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first; the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."
One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the wine represented.
The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for
a couple of glasses of wine with a friend."
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5 July 2009
The important things in life
I just read this, and you kno it kinda makes things seem a bit better
why I hate the world
I thought to myself a little whil ago, nrather than write about how miserable I am, and yes, I am really miserable, I'd write about something much more exciting and cheery! Sarcasm much? Anyway...it's inevitable that I will miss things, and offend somebody. If I offend you, sod off. It's my blog, and I can't write what the hell I like. YOu are welcome to give your opinion, and tell me that the world is a wonderful place, but I don't have to believe you!!
So on with the moan!
First things first, life is boring. It's full of routine from the moment you are born until you die. Occassionally the routine may change a little, pick up pace, loose pace, but it's still routine. Don't get what I mean?
BABY - wake up, cry, eat, shit, sleep etc.
KID - wake up, eat, go school, come home, eat, sleep
YOUNG ADULT - wake up, get ready, go school/college/uni/work, go home, eat, sleep, unless it's the weekend, in which case, go out, drink, take drugs, shag around, sleep.
ADULT - wake up, get ready, go to work, come home, watch tv, eat, sleep.
OLDIES - wake up, eat, shit, sleep.
Does that expain it for you? It's basilcally like that. And whether you work or not as an adult, even if you don't work, you'll still fall into a routine. You'll vists the same places on the same days at the same times, because things just work out like that. Life is one big fat dull routine.
Of course, occasionally there is some spontinuety involved, but spontinuety requires money, money requires routine...you get me?
Once you hate that, it's pretty hard not to hate everything else, because at least ninety percent of everything is routine.
So on with the rest...where do I start? Oh yes, what goes along side routine, is that everyone is working to please "the man" everyone is doing something to fit in their place in society. How dare someone else determine my, or your, place in society. whether it be a secret organisation, the govermnet, the media or just your line manager. how dare they bloody dictate your life to you. what you can and can't do, what you should and shouldn't do. How dare anyone repress anyone.
It all starts in school, where you learn a whole host of nonsense "facts" so you can pass an exam. an exam written by "the man" who knows exactly what you should like to know. The at school your day is set out into mini routines of a timetable. And you are taught how important everything you are doing is, then as soona s the bell goes you must forget that what you are learning is so important, and be on your merry way to learn something else. And you are watched like a horse, everywhere you turn someone is watching you, monitoring your behaviour, and they tell you how you must behave in order to pass this exam. Guess what. That exam determines the rest of your life, so you must listen, and listen good. Don't ask questions though, and don't step out of line. don't use your natural curiosity, because that killed the cat don't you know. No need for the five senses around here. No need for anything other than the ability to listen.
People monitor you everywhere you go. In fact in good old brittannia we live in what's called a survellance society, and we are watched constantly to make sure we are behaving in line with everybody else. do something everso slightly out of the norms and values then hey, they'll be down on your like a ton of bricks, just for looking a bit suspicious. But, this makes me laugh, if someone is lurking outside your house, and you call those wonderful police, put in place to keep law and order, well, they just simply can't do anything, unless the "stalker" actually does something. Crazy, crazy crazy!
where was I? yes, people watching your every move, they know everything you say and do, every call you make, every body you talk to, every one in your circles. Made even easier by the likes of myspace and facebook. Because now most of the answers are in one place!!
Anyway, I'm bored of that bit. what else do I hate?! oh yeah, people. I tell you, life would be so much better if this planet wasn't inhabited with power hungry people. I cn't remember who it was, but some philosopher bloke can up with the theory that all relationships are power relationships. Yes, they really are. Everyoe is always trying to get one over on someone else, even if they don't realise it. This is why some relationships work, and others dont. Some people don't mind being over powered and put in there place, others hate it, and can't stand for anyone to be above them in any sense. Occasionally, some relationships work very well, because they'll both be equally as powerful but at different things. Like, stereotypically, the man does the diy and the lady does the housework. That kinda thing. I'm being most sexist there, but that's the way it goes, that's the genral consensus of men and women. It's all about power....and those ruthless bastards, the really ruthless ones, they don't care who they walk all over to get to the top.
next!!
Ahhh, fuck it, I was on a role there.....but somebody put a smile on my face, and right now, I've not got the power to moan anymore, so I shall have a shower, watch some TV, and moan some more in a couple of days when the smile wears itself out!!
x
So on with the moan!
First things first, life is boring. It's full of routine from the moment you are born until you die. Occassionally the routine may change a little, pick up pace, loose pace, but it's still routine. Don't get what I mean?
BABY - wake up, cry, eat, shit, sleep etc.
KID - wake up, eat, go school, come home, eat, sleep
YOUNG ADULT - wake up, get ready, go school/college/uni/work, go home, eat, sleep, unless it's the weekend, in which case, go out, drink, take drugs, shag around, sleep.
ADULT - wake up, get ready, go to work, come home, watch tv, eat, sleep.
OLDIES - wake up, eat, shit, sleep.
Does that expain it for you? It's basilcally like that. And whether you work or not as an adult, even if you don't work, you'll still fall into a routine. You'll vists the same places on the same days at the same times, because things just work out like that. Life is one big fat dull routine.
Of course, occasionally there is some spontinuety involved, but spontinuety requires money, money requires routine...you get me?
Once you hate that, it's pretty hard not to hate everything else, because at least ninety percent of everything is routine.
So on with the rest...where do I start? Oh yes, what goes along side routine, is that everyone is working to please "the man" everyone is doing something to fit in their place in society. How dare someone else determine my, or your, place in society. whether it be a secret organisation, the govermnet, the media or just your line manager. how dare they bloody dictate your life to you. what you can and can't do, what you should and shouldn't do. How dare anyone repress anyone.
It all starts in school, where you learn a whole host of nonsense "facts" so you can pass an exam. an exam written by "the man" who knows exactly what you should like to know. The at school your day is set out into mini routines of a timetable. And you are taught how important everything you are doing is, then as soona s the bell goes you must forget that what you are learning is so important, and be on your merry way to learn something else. And you are watched like a horse, everywhere you turn someone is watching you, monitoring your behaviour, and they tell you how you must behave in order to pass this exam. Guess what. That exam determines the rest of your life, so you must listen, and listen good. Don't ask questions though, and don't step out of line. don't use your natural curiosity, because that killed the cat don't you know. No need for the five senses around here. No need for anything other than the ability to listen.
People monitor you everywhere you go. In fact in good old brittannia we live in what's called a survellance society, and we are watched constantly to make sure we are behaving in line with everybody else. do something everso slightly out of the norms and values then hey, they'll be down on your like a ton of bricks, just for looking a bit suspicious. But, this makes me laugh, if someone is lurking outside your house, and you call those wonderful police, put in place to keep law and order, well, they just simply can't do anything, unless the "stalker" actually does something. Crazy, crazy crazy!
where was I? yes, people watching your every move, they know everything you say and do, every call you make, every body you talk to, every one in your circles. Made even easier by the likes of myspace and facebook. Because now most of the answers are in one place!!
Anyway, I'm bored of that bit. what else do I hate?! oh yeah, people. I tell you, life would be so much better if this planet wasn't inhabited with power hungry people. I cn't remember who it was, but some philosopher bloke can up with the theory that all relationships are power relationships. Yes, they really are. Everyoe is always trying to get one over on someone else, even if they don't realise it. This is why some relationships work, and others dont. Some people don't mind being over powered and put in there place, others hate it, and can't stand for anyone to be above them in any sense. Occasionally, some relationships work very well, because they'll both be equally as powerful but at different things. Like, stereotypically, the man does the diy and the lady does the housework. That kinda thing. I'm being most sexist there, but that's the way it goes, that's the genral consensus of men and women. It's all about power....and those ruthless bastards, the really ruthless ones, they don't care who they walk all over to get to the top.
next!!
Ahhh, fuck it, I was on a role there.....but somebody put a smile on my face, and right now, I've not got the power to moan anymore, so I shall have a shower, watch some TV, and moan some more in a couple of days when the smile wears itself out!!
x
3 July 2009
A freak & a weirdo
And I don't wanno be one anymore.....
I don't want to be where I am now.....I don't want to be a f**king miserable cow.....
That's all for now folks!!
I don't want to be where I am now.....I don't want to be a f**king miserable cow.....
That's all for now folks!!
1 July 2009
Today's random thought
And possibally an experiment for the future....
HOw many birds would ir take to lift an aeroplane. would this depend on the size of the aeroplane? or would this depend on the wingspan of the birds in question? The birds strength in flight? would there be enough space for all these birds to fly in harmony? would you need an engine on to help the birds out a little....but would they then get sucked in?
maybe somoene should train up a load of birds and do this experiment....and I'll make it easy....lets making it a boeing 757. Job done
Let the bird trials begin!!
HOw many birds would ir take to lift an aeroplane. would this depend on the size of the aeroplane? or would this depend on the wingspan of the birds in question? The birds strength in flight? would there be enough space for all these birds to fly in harmony? would you need an engine on to help the birds out a little....but would they then get sucked in?
maybe somoene should train up a load of birds and do this experiment....and I'll make it easy....lets making it a boeing 757. Job done
Let the bird trials begin!!
30 June 2009
An alien to myself
I'm sure I'm not the only one in this phase of my life, not the only one that's been awaken from a dream of how wonderful life is, or should be. I'm also sure I'm not the only one that's forgotten who I am, as I've spent so long trying to fit in amongst other people, and changing to suit what and who is around me.
I guess at some point I lost a grip on who I really am....or maybe I never had a grip on who I really am in teh first place. I mean how can anyone know who they are if they do not know who they are not? I suppose once upon a time I just was. I just existed, and I was just a person, it didn't really matter who I was....perhaps why I never questioned my personality, my bad habits and myself in general.
I'm not feeling sorry for myself, just in case you may think that, I'm just reflecting on words that I heard recently, knowing that something somewhere has gone ever so slightly wrong. Particularly when this song kinda sums everything up for me...
and the lyrics, in case you can't listen to them....
YOu know how sometimes you spend so much time trying to please others, family, friends, loved ones, you kinda forget what it is that you want to be doing, and how you want things to be going, and then reach the point where you have no idea what is you and what is them, but you do know that each and every person is dissapointed with some aspect of who you are, and what you have done.
But you can't please everyone...it's just like something you say, no matter what it may be, will always offend someone.
Maybe I'm just thinking far too much into things, but it was a song, I listened, and it was a trigger to a thought. And now, at last, I can blog again, and think about the wonderful stuff, and the crap stuff. There are equal ammounts of both....maybe!!
Anyway, I lostt sight of Ashley....i spent so long trying to fit in, where I really don't, I shouldn't be here....I shouldn't be in this place I am now....but I am...and I suppose I can only be grateful for that....I just don't want to feel lost and alone anymore!
I guess at some point I lost a grip on who I really am....or maybe I never had a grip on who I really am in teh first place. I mean how can anyone know who they are if they do not know who they are not? I suppose once upon a time I just was. I just existed, and I was just a person, it didn't really matter who I was....perhaps why I never questioned my personality, my bad habits and myself in general.
I'm not feeling sorry for myself, just in case you may think that, I'm just reflecting on words that I heard recently, knowing that something somewhere has gone ever so slightly wrong. Particularly when this song kinda sums everything up for me...
and the lyrics, in case you can't listen to them....
I'm tired of being what you want me to be
Feeling so faithless lost under the surface
Don't know what you're expecting of me
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
Can't you see that you're smothering me
Holding too tightly afraid to lose control
Cause everything that you thought I would be
Has fallen apart right in front of you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)
And every second I waste is more than I can take
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
And I know
I may end up failing too
But I know
You were just like me with someone disappointed in you
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I'm tired of being what you want me to be
I've become so numb I can't feel you there
I'm tired of being what you want me to be
YOu know how sometimes you spend so much time trying to please others, family, friends, loved ones, you kinda forget what it is that you want to be doing, and how you want things to be going, and then reach the point where you have no idea what is you and what is them, but you do know that each and every person is dissapointed with some aspect of who you are, and what you have done.
But you can't please everyone...it's just like something you say, no matter what it may be, will always offend someone.
Maybe I'm just thinking far too much into things, but it was a song, I listened, and it was a trigger to a thought. And now, at last, I can blog again, and think about the wonderful stuff, and the crap stuff. There are equal ammounts of both....maybe!!
Anyway, I lostt sight of Ashley....i spent so long trying to fit in, where I really don't, I shouldn't be here....I shouldn't be in this place I am now....but I am...and I suppose I can only be grateful for that....I just don't want to feel lost and alone anymore!
29 June 2009
Friends and aquaintances
I've got back online after quite sometime without an internet connection, found myself as facebook as you do, and have started to question goings on in this strange world....
Firstly, at what point does and aquaintance become a friend? what really is it that makes a person a friend. what do you have to know and feel about a person to call them your friend? Do you need to know what it is about them that you like, or can a random stranger be considered a friend?
why does facebook presume that people are "freinds" when often they are just people you happen to know...and more often, someone you have met once or twice. Doees one feel more warmth towards another because they are "friends"?
why are certain people friends with eachother? what is it that brings people together to become friends?
why am I questioning the friendship thing? people are just freinds because they are right? or is there more to it? or should there be more to it?
Firstly, at what point does and aquaintance become a friend? what really is it that makes a person a friend. what do you have to know and feel about a person to call them your friend? Do you need to know what it is about them that you like, or can a random stranger be considered a friend?
why does facebook presume that people are "freinds" when often they are just people you happen to know...and more often, someone you have met once or twice. Doees one feel more warmth towards another because they are "friends"?
why are certain people friends with eachother? what is it that brings people together to become friends?
why am I questioning the friendship thing? people are just freinds because they are right? or is there more to it? or should there be more to it?
The time of our lives
I'm thinking, yes, I know, difficult to believe.....
I've recently got back home from Glastonbury Festival. Oddly it's one of the most surreal experiences ever, it never feels like you're there, yet feels like you've been there a whole lifetime. It feels like a completely different world, and yet is in the same world as our own. It's simply amazing, bizarre, utterly fantastic and crazy in one place.
For a few days reality dissapeares, and rather than worry about the stresses that follow many people around like a huge great big black cloud, or trap them in that vast abyss of nothingness, people escape and come together in harmony for one momentus occassion. It is simply magical!!
Oddly, returning to one's home town, actually feels wrong, unlike most other times one has been away, where home seems to call out, on this occasion returning is a sad one. Everything feels different, it doesn't have the comforts of home, but more the uncomfortablness of mundanity, and a lacking of excitement.
Having said that, there is something to think about while sat at home, wathcing telly, and that is that yes, there really is something away from what we know as norm. There really is something else in this world, even if it is only a few days of the year, we'll remember it as a sort of magical healing. An enlightening experience, that happens just at the right time.
I've recently got back home from Glastonbury Festival. Oddly it's one of the most surreal experiences ever, it never feels like you're there, yet feels like you've been there a whole lifetime. It feels like a completely different world, and yet is in the same world as our own. It's simply amazing, bizarre, utterly fantastic and crazy in one place.
For a few days reality dissapeares, and rather than worry about the stresses that follow many people around like a huge great big black cloud, or trap them in that vast abyss of nothingness, people escape and come together in harmony for one momentus occassion. It is simply magical!!
Oddly, returning to one's home town, actually feels wrong, unlike most other times one has been away, where home seems to call out, on this occasion returning is a sad one. Everything feels different, it doesn't have the comforts of home, but more the uncomfortablness of mundanity, and a lacking of excitement.
Having said that, there is something to think about while sat at home, wathcing telly, and that is that yes, there really is something away from what we know as norm. There really is something else in this world, even if it is only a few days of the year, we'll remember it as a sort of magical healing. An enlightening experience, that happens just at the right time.
8 April 2009
Football: a girly prespective
I have been told that girls aren't passionate about anything to be able to talk about football. Or girls don't know enough about football to talk about it. And it's "obvious" that girls should be quiet at all time while the football is on.
All that nonsense set aside, I am a girly girl, and I like football. I don't know who many of the players are, I don't even know all of those in the team I support. I don't know who plays in what position. when they are all running around the pitch I cannot tell who is a defender, or who is a midfielder, or even who is who. I give myself some credit, I understand the offside rule, and I can tell precisely which man running around the pitch is the ref, and who the goal keeper's are...!!!
BUT
Football fascinates me. And no, it's not because there are lots of men running around, sometimes looking a bit dishy, I'm not a leg watcher. what it is, is that these people, and I say people, because women play too, run around after this object. I cannot get over how quickly they must react all the time, and how wherever they are they know exactly who is free, and precisely where they are, or where they will be.
The other thing about football, is that you can be sat in a room full of people, and you'll have nothing in common, but suddenly someone says something about football, and the whole room at least has an opinion, even if they don't like or follow football.
That's why I like it. The skill, the power and the speed of knowledge these guys have!! And yes, it is mainly guys, women's football...I'm sorry to say it, just isn't quite the same!!
All that nonsense set aside, I am a girly girl, and I like football. I don't know who many of the players are, I don't even know all of those in the team I support. I don't know who plays in what position. when they are all running around the pitch I cannot tell who is a defender, or who is a midfielder, or even who is who. I give myself some credit, I understand the offside rule, and I can tell precisely which man running around the pitch is the ref, and who the goal keeper's are...!!!
BUT
Football fascinates me. And no, it's not because there are lots of men running around, sometimes looking a bit dishy, I'm not a leg watcher. what it is, is that these people, and I say people, because women play too, run around after this object. I cannot get over how quickly they must react all the time, and how wherever they are they know exactly who is free, and precisely where they are, or where they will be.
The other thing about football, is that you can be sat in a room full of people, and you'll have nothing in common, but suddenly someone says something about football, and the whole room at least has an opinion, even if they don't like or follow football.
That's why I like it. The skill, the power and the speed of knowledge these guys have!! And yes, it is mainly guys, women's football...I'm sorry to say it, just isn't quite the same!!
Bet your herbal remidies on this.....
Crap-detecting really isn't my forte....and what alarms me about what this guys says is that there is stuff that's so completely obvious about what's happening in the news everyday, and the less people people react to it, the more easily it can happen....
And I wonder why we don't make a stand...EVER. It's a small handful of people that have this power and control, against how many others. De popularisation just means that there are less people to fight.
But what I don't understand about the de popularisation thing is that if there is a will and a want to de popularise, why the Pope dude doesn't say yes to contraception....this makes less babies....however I suppose it also allows more disease to be spread, and lets face it, most of those in power probably get off on killing innocent people who are just living life and do their daily duties.
Have a look at this video if you wish....
It's worrying really, the extent of things that could happen. I'm not saying it's all true, because it might not be....but if it is....
That's the trouble with everything that's available, how do we know what's truth....I mean all these people talk about things that are going to happen, and the conspiracies behind things, but what if things weren't made to happen the way they have, and just fell into it...
Ok, I'm one of these people that finds it hard to believe that one person can stab another in the back, I don't even like to bitch about people, other than to myself, but what really gets me, is how a hand full of people, can completely do over the general people. But then there's a little something inside me that says....well actually, yes they can!!
And I wonder why we don't make a stand...EVER. It's a small handful of people that have this power and control, against how many others. De popularisation just means that there are less people to fight.
But what I don't understand about the de popularisation thing is that if there is a will and a want to de popularise, why the Pope dude doesn't say yes to contraception....this makes less babies....however I suppose it also allows more disease to be spread, and lets face it, most of those in power probably get off on killing innocent people who are just living life and do their daily duties.
Have a look at this video if you wish....
It's worrying really, the extent of things that could happen. I'm not saying it's all true, because it might not be....but if it is....
That's the trouble with everything that's available, how do we know what's truth....I mean all these people talk about things that are going to happen, and the conspiracies behind things, but what if things weren't made to happen the way they have, and just fell into it...
Ok, I'm one of these people that finds it hard to believe that one person can stab another in the back, I don't even like to bitch about people, other than to myself, but what really gets me, is how a hand full of people, can completely do over the general people. But then there's a little something inside me that says....well actually, yes they can!!
3 April 2009
It's likely to be deleted
So I thought I'd direct you to this post..... and my comment on the subject, being as it was sort of what I was blogging about at the time I decided to have a look at this post....
You've probably told this before, but how did those bloodlines come about?! How did so few people gradually have so much control?! And how did people start realising this through reading books...and then it all exploded on the internet, and suddenly there are conspiracy theorists all over the place that state all this stuff after having done oodles of research, but how did it all start? That's what I wanno know. I don't think Wikipedia can answer this one.
Even if these blood lines came about from looking at stars, how did a few people think that if this, this and this happens, in many years time we can have a complete control over the masses?! How did it all come about?! I know about secret societies and things, but something must have happened surely?! Does it not give you a headache. I try to ignore what's happening in the news, but sometimes intrigue gets the better of me. And sometimes I watch things on this godforsaken internet thing, and it drives me insane.
Anyway, in response to what you have pointed out, nobody would take a conspiracy theorist seriously unless they had done a LOT of research, and still many don't, but for their claim to have any bit of authenticity, they would have had to have had a lot of real info in their. So yes, their claims can be true. People are that nasty, and there is always someone out to get someone because people are territorial creatures, just as much as animals, but it's just because of "law and order" that nobody notices it. They think we are lovely wonderful civilised people that watch TV, and sit and drool, but there's far more to people than what is thought. We are animals at the end of the day, and I hope this being controlled business backfires big time, because I think it's such a shame to have this unnatural burden placed upon our souls.
Don't meddal with what you do not understand, and people were not made to be understood. People were not made to use toilets, they were made to sh!t and p!ss in the f**king trees, then there was some magic, and the evil of the world was revealed. EVILness and DECEIT....that's all these is to be found, and it'll never change, because in effect we are animals, and it's a dog eat dog world, and like any other creature we are bound to the law of survival of the fittest!!
Maybe I'm talking nonsense, it's just my opinion...But those fuckers that think they have control really bloody make me sick to the back teeth...I'd quite like to poke them in the eye...or, being evil, do something much more sinister!!
What is naural about the life we lead?!
People are not, any longer, natural. Maybe you would argue that it's a "natural" evolutionary process that's brought us to this point, maybe it is, but it's all so unnatural it's uncanny.
I've spent so much time divulging into the philosophies and theories behind our evolution. I've look at religion, and the similarities between so many that are not linked, and I wonder to myself how we got here.
Things make my head hurt. They really do. Things like how somebody was sweeping the floor once and thought, if only I had a sucky tube this would be so much easier, and off to work they got working on their new invention. Also, forget what came first, the chicken or the egg?, the question on my mind is what came first, the can or the can opener?
I just wonder how we got to this point. This point where we drive rather than walk/run and where we text rather than talk.
What really gets me though, is how did paper start creating money?! Where did the IMF come from?! Who on Earth thought it would be a good idea?! And those bloodlines...well how did they come about?! Why did somebody suddenly decide that they would take charge, and suddenly own everyone on the planet?! Oh it makes me so angry. The only part of life that really is natural is the conception of a new being. Unfortunately there is so much about the birth now that is unnatural, that you can hardly say it is natural. I mean, it's ok for someone to help pull the baby out, but to give medication to get your body into labour and what not....does that antelope in the wild fields of Africa get given that...?! Erm, no I don't think she does.
But at the end of the day, fundamentally we are all animals. We are as territorial as any other, and it's ok for a mass of people to fight over one piece of land that may or may not belong to them in the first place, on behalf of one man, but it's not okay for a man to fight and kill a man over a woman like deer.....
You see someone in their wisdom, who I'll refer to as god, as "he" seems to pop up a lot in those religious-type books, decided that to keep people good and nice and lovely and wonderful beautiful people, we should have laws to govern them, and those laws will mean that us great natural beings with natural feelings and natural behaviour patterns natural instincts and natural urges would live so much better together.
I suppose in some ways, yes, we do, but at our own expense. To what expense has this had an effect on people?! The world is full of repressed and repressors. And due to the wonderful great monnetary society we have we now spend our lives living in fear of the big people we owe money to. Nobody talks, nobody trades, they buy buy buy and show off their possessions....and fuel the people that control and destroy the masses.
And there are mental effects on us too. I long to live in a tree house and live off the Earth...funny thing being, is that I'd need money to go and live a natural life. It's not unnatural for animals to build houses and shelter, beavers do it, birds do it, but bricks and cement, made by man, to house man, what's it all about?! We shelter from the rain. Skin is waterproof, and it was made waterproof for a reason. Think about all this mind-numbing entertainment that's available these days, I'm sure, had there been none of this stuff we'd have plenty of things to occupy our time with, something like.....surviving the dog eat dog world. That's why some are born weaker than others. The weaker would be sacrificed, perhaps not intentionally, to ensure the survival of their kind. Look at Zebras and Antelope, they get killed by lions, and it's generally the young or injured that are got, but it allows for the survival of the species.
And then there's the species, that in a natural world, would be our predators, and feeding on us, and yet because we've made some mechanical thing to blast of their heads, it's us who have ensured the almost extinction of their species. In a natural world I'm sure it would be the other way around.
I'm rambling nonsense as usual, but it makes sense to me. I just cannot work out for the life of me how we came to this point. This point whereby we are all screaming out for something more than we have, yet many think they have everything they ever wanted [the playstation/big tv/laptop etc]. The thing is, none of this stuff matters, it's irrelevant. There is an underlying knowledge in people that the way we live, isn't right, and isn't natural.
I've spent so much time divulging into the philosophies and theories behind our evolution. I've look at religion, and the similarities between so many that are not linked, and I wonder to myself how we got here.
Things make my head hurt. They really do. Things like how somebody was sweeping the floor once and thought, if only I had a sucky tube this would be so much easier, and off to work they got working on their new invention. Also, forget what came first, the chicken or the egg?, the question on my mind is what came first, the can or the can opener?
I just wonder how we got to this point. This point where we drive rather than walk/run and where we text rather than talk.
What really gets me though, is how did paper start creating money?! Where did the IMF come from?! Who on Earth thought it would be a good idea?! And those bloodlines...well how did they come about?! Why did somebody suddenly decide that they would take charge, and suddenly own everyone on the planet?! Oh it makes me so angry. The only part of life that really is natural is the conception of a new being. Unfortunately there is so much about the birth now that is unnatural, that you can hardly say it is natural. I mean, it's ok for someone to help pull the baby out, but to give medication to get your body into labour and what not....does that antelope in the wild fields of Africa get given that...?! Erm, no I don't think she does.
But at the end of the day, fundamentally we are all animals. We are as territorial as any other, and it's ok for a mass of people to fight over one piece of land that may or may not belong to them in the first place, on behalf of one man, but it's not okay for a man to fight and kill a man over a woman like deer.....
You see someone in their wisdom, who I'll refer to as god, as "he" seems to pop up a lot in those religious-type books, decided that to keep people good and nice and lovely and wonderful beautiful people, we should have laws to govern them, and those laws will mean that us great natural beings with natural feelings and natural behaviour patterns natural instincts and natural urges would live so much better together.
I suppose in some ways, yes, we do, but at our own expense. To what expense has this had an effect on people?! The world is full of repressed and repressors. And due to the wonderful great monnetary society we have we now spend our lives living in fear of the big people we owe money to. Nobody talks, nobody trades, they buy buy buy and show off their possessions....and fuel the people that control and destroy the masses.
And there are mental effects on us too. I long to live in a tree house and live off the Earth...funny thing being, is that I'd need money to go and live a natural life. It's not unnatural for animals to build houses and shelter, beavers do it, birds do it, but bricks and cement, made by man, to house man, what's it all about?! We shelter from the rain. Skin is waterproof, and it was made waterproof for a reason. Think about all this mind-numbing entertainment that's available these days, I'm sure, had there been none of this stuff we'd have plenty of things to occupy our time with, something like.....surviving the dog eat dog world. That's why some are born weaker than others. The weaker would be sacrificed, perhaps not intentionally, to ensure the survival of their kind. Look at Zebras and Antelope, they get killed by lions, and it's generally the young or injured that are got, but it allows for the survival of the species.
And then there's the species, that in a natural world, would be our predators, and feeding on us, and yet because we've made some mechanical thing to blast of their heads, it's us who have ensured the almost extinction of their species. In a natural world I'm sure it would be the other way around.
I'm rambling nonsense as usual, but it makes sense to me. I just cannot work out for the life of me how we came to this point. This point whereby we are all screaming out for something more than we have, yet many think they have everything they ever wanted [the playstation/big tv/laptop etc]. The thing is, none of this stuff matters, it's irrelevant. There is an underlying knowledge in people that the way we live, isn't right, and isn't natural.
The customer service illusion
I have been unfortunate enough to work in the customer services department of a large retail company, and have noted ever since a few things about the illusion of "good customer service".
The problem now, with customer service is that PEOPLE are transformed from living breathing creatures with a brain and a personality to dull lifeless ROBOTS. These corporate companies give their staff a script, a script that they must stick to, and god forbid what might happen if they skip a word. Do these companies not acknowledge that not only do the advisers have their own brain, the people on the end of the phone have their own brain too?
People cannot be given scripts to follow, because these scripts do not suit every customer that's on that phone.
I recall having to say sorry to every customer, and repeat what they had told me, so that they "knew I was listening". If I didn't listen, would I be able to resolve the problem? Not without asking a million questions and really irritating the customer right?
If the robot starts the query solving with the words "I'm sorry" not only does it bring the tone of the conversation down, but it puts some customers in the position where they feel the need to say something like "it's ok, I know it's not your fault".
Personally I feel the approach should be made to keep the conversation positive and helpful. So maybe saying something like, ok I'll look into that for you...and yadda yadda yadda, bla bla bla. If the customer service adviser knows anything about people, then they will be able to recognise when sorry is appropriate. The worst part about these "sorry" words, is that the adviser feels uncomfortable saying it, sorry is a difficult thing to say when quite frankly you don't give a sh!t if their nightie arrived in time for their weekend away or not. The customer also senses that it's false, they sense that they are talking to a robot, and not a person.
I don't know which chump thought that a script would be a good idea. People have brains, they have personalities, so my god, let them bloody use it, and stop giving me nonsense info every time I call!!
The problem now, with customer service is that PEOPLE are transformed from living breathing creatures with a brain and a personality to dull lifeless ROBOTS. These corporate companies give their staff a script, a script that they must stick to, and god forbid what might happen if they skip a word. Do these companies not acknowledge that not only do the advisers have their own brain, the people on the end of the phone have their own brain too?
People cannot be given scripts to follow, because these scripts do not suit every customer that's on that phone.
I recall having to say sorry to every customer, and repeat what they had told me, so that they "knew I was listening". If I didn't listen, would I be able to resolve the problem? Not without asking a million questions and really irritating the customer right?
If the robot starts the query solving with the words "I'm sorry" not only does it bring the tone of the conversation down, but it puts some customers in the position where they feel the need to say something like "it's ok, I know it's not your fault".
Personally I feel the approach should be made to keep the conversation positive and helpful. So maybe saying something like, ok I'll look into that for you...and yadda yadda yadda, bla bla bla. If the customer service adviser knows anything about people, then they will be able to recognise when sorry is appropriate. The worst part about these "sorry" words, is that the adviser feels uncomfortable saying it, sorry is a difficult thing to say when quite frankly you don't give a sh!t if their nightie arrived in time for their weekend away or not. The customer also senses that it's false, they sense that they are talking to a robot, and not a person.
I don't know which chump thought that a script would be a good idea. People have brains, they have personalities, so my god, let them bloody use it, and stop giving me nonsense info every time I call!!
30 March 2009
The great outdoors
I want to go camping. I've wanted to go camping for quite sometime. Something appeals about surviving a night or two in the great outdoors with nature at my side. I want to be in the middle of a field gazing up at the stars and marvelling in all their wonder.
Is it me or is there something truly amazing about the nights sky. And to think a few years ago I wouldn't have even cared, and now I'm waiting for the chance to see it in all it's glory, away from the bright street lights of the town. Just me, a blanket and the stars.
Is it me or is there something truly amazing about the nights sky. And to think a few years ago I wouldn't have even cared, and now I'm waiting for the chance to see it in all it's glory, away from the bright street lights of the town. Just me, a blanket and the stars.
13 March 2009
Show me the man who can do all this....
And I'll happily give him a chance....if not, they can all sod right off...expect one of them.....
Honestly I don't expect that much to ever come from a man...or a woman for that matter, as humans, we just don't have the mental capacity to be able to do it. I'd be happy with a smile and a cuddle every now and then....just a shame it wont be happening any time soon....!!
How to Make a Woman Happy
It's not difficult to make a woman happy. A man only needs to be:
1. a friend
2. a companion
3. a lover
4. a brother
5. a father
6. a master
7. a chef
8. an electrician
9. a carpenter
10. a plumber
11. a mechanic
12. a decorator
13. a stylist
14. a sexologist
15. a gynaecologist
16. a psychologist
17. a pest exterminator
18. a psychiatrist
19. a healer
20. a good listener
21. an organizer
22.... a good father
23. very clean
24. sympathetic
25. athletic
26. warm
27. attentive
28. gallant
29. intelligent
30. funny
31.... creative
32. tender
33. strong
34. understanding
35. tolerant
36. prudent
37. ambitious
38. capable
39. courageous
40. determined
41. true
42. dependable
43. passionate
44. compassionate
WITHOUT FORGETTING TO:
45. give her compliments regularly
46. love shopping!
47. be honest
48. be very rich
49. not stress her out
50 . not look at other girls
AND AT THE SAME TIME, YOU MUST ALSO:
51. give her lots of attention, but expect little yourself
52. give her lots of time, especially time for herself
53. give her lots of space, never worrying about where she goes
IT IS VERY IMPORTANT: !
54. Never to forget:
* birthdays
* anniversaries
* arrangements she makes
HOW TO MAKE A MAN HAPPY
1. Show up naked
2. Bring beer
Honestly I don't expect that much to ever come from a man...or a woman for that matter, as humans, we just don't have the mental capacity to be able to do it. I'd be happy with a smile and a cuddle every now and then....just a shame it wont be happening any time soon....!!
11 March 2009
Thank goodness we don't all speak one language
Because I swear, if we did I'd end up punching a lot of people right in the nose, or giving them a poke in the eye or a flick on the ear. People don't half talk some nonsense crap, and to be quite honest, I get really annoyed when I walk past people and they are talking about who did what with who and where.
"like...omg...did you hear what she did?!"
"yeah...I know...crazy innit"
"fuck yes...she's well cool"
That kind of nonsense I think is awful. Really, who cares. And why do people insist on talking so loud, like their conversation takes prescience over everyone else's conversation.
It was bliss walking around with a group of 30 French-speaking people. Not understanding a word of what they said. And I remember being quite happy in South Africa listening to people waffling gobbledygook....that's the way the turkey talks after all....I think that Turkey and I will get along just great :) ..... x
"like...omg...did you hear what she did?!"
"yeah...I know...crazy innit"
"fuck yes...she's well cool"
That kind of nonsense I think is awful. Really, who cares. And why do people insist on talking so loud, like their conversation takes prescience over everyone else's conversation.
It was bliss walking around with a group of 30 French-speaking people. Not understanding a word of what they said. And I remember being quite happy in South Africa listening to people waffling gobbledygook....that's the way the turkey talks after all....I think that Turkey and I will get along just great :) ..... x
What do you really achieve?!
Okay....I'm a student, occasionally I go to university, always I wonder the same thing as I walk in.
What is it with people - girls - that thing going into a lesson is like going into a bloody nightclub. Why do they feel the need to get their best dress and heels on for a lesson?! Is everything now really about pulling....of course that's all that's on the mind of the young at university...pulling and ultimately sex.
I stopped wearing make-up almost 7 weeks ago now, and have sworn only to wear it on the odd night out. I realised that this make-up and dressing up business was always done to impress other people, to make me look more attractive to them, but do you know what I realised. I realised that I hate men...I've always hated men since they became an aspect of my life. They don't have a brain, they are selfish and care about nothing but themselves...and do you know what I put that down to....I put that down to the fact that in whatever capacity, there is always a woman running around for them somewhere.....or a feminine man if they just so happen to be gay!!
So yes, I stopped wearing make-up, I don't have to look good for myself, if my hair looks nice, no matter what my face looks like I feel good. And if I put make-up on when going out I feel like a million dollars!!
I'm not about sex...I don't give one iota, and putting a foot outside the door to me is not a pulling opportunity....I mean really, if you spend hours each morning making yourself feel lovely, then it must take three times that long on a night out for anyone to notice the difference.
I guess it covers up insecurities....afterall, we are told we must look perfect all the time, and I suppose if we don't have hair like Jennifer Ansiton and a body like Beyonce we are not perfect....so technically the planet are full of the most insecure of people, and that's why we cover out bodies with make-up fake tan, and blind me, even bloody clothes. It's tragic....and this is what they call civilization.
I'm not a big fan of civilization!
What is it with people - girls - that thing going into a lesson is like going into a bloody nightclub. Why do they feel the need to get their best dress and heels on for a lesson?! Is everything now really about pulling....of course that's all that's on the mind of the young at university...pulling and ultimately sex.
I stopped wearing make-up almost 7 weeks ago now, and have sworn only to wear it on the odd night out. I realised that this make-up and dressing up business was always done to impress other people, to make me look more attractive to them, but do you know what I realised. I realised that I hate men...I've always hated men since they became an aspect of my life. They don't have a brain, they are selfish and care about nothing but themselves...and do you know what I put that down to....I put that down to the fact that in whatever capacity, there is always a woman running around for them somewhere.....or a feminine man if they just so happen to be gay!!
So yes, I stopped wearing make-up, I don't have to look good for myself, if my hair looks nice, no matter what my face looks like I feel good. And if I put make-up on when going out I feel like a million dollars!!
I'm not about sex...I don't give one iota, and putting a foot outside the door to me is not a pulling opportunity....I mean really, if you spend hours each morning making yourself feel lovely, then it must take three times that long on a night out for anyone to notice the difference.
I guess it covers up insecurities....afterall, we are told we must look perfect all the time, and I suppose if we don't have hair like Jennifer Ansiton and a body like Beyonce we are not perfect....so technically the planet are full of the most insecure of people, and that's why we cover out bodies with make-up fake tan, and blind me, even bloody clothes. It's tragic....and this is what they call civilization.
I'm not a big fan of civilization!
Making a stew
friend: good luck with your pie
me: it's not a pie it's a stew
friend: stew pie same thing
What does that say to me?? Stewipie...I do miss him muchly.....in fact today I've hd to train myself to write stew and not Stew.....how sad is that!! I want my friend back
me: it's not a pie it's a stew
friend: stew pie same thing
What does that say to me?? Stewipie...I do miss him muchly.....in fact today I've hd to train myself to write stew and not Stew.....how sad is that!! I want my friend back
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