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October 23, 2006

Opposition: Un-Originality

Now I could be missing the goal of this entry, to document and describe an opposition and it's solution, but when thinking about this topic I can't help but talk about something that really chaps my ass. I feel that we live in a world that more and more feeds its inhabitants, or those pining to listen, a large, steaming pile of "this is the way you should think/act/move/look/exist." A world which to me seems to cater to those who "follow the norm." How boring. Perfect example of this - advertisement. Its everywhere we are in our daily lives: from billboards alongside roads, to television and radio, magazines, newspapers, even on the sides of buses - right there for everyone to see. I fully understand that persuasive media forms will always be apparent and I am not stating that I am Mr. Originality but Id like to believe that I am not swayed by images of what is socially "cool", how I need to project myself to the outside world to be "accepted", and simply that I dont care whether or not the flannel shirt I am wearing is a part of the "in" fashion at this very moment. What is so wrong about doing your own thing, speaking out about what you care about, living your life the way you want to and not by the way society dictates. Easier said than done? In some aspects - yes, but why not try. Who knows, maybe along the way you might find out who exactly you are as an individual and hey - at least you won't be boring. "No Life / No Challenges : Suicide"
So what's the solution? Well, figure that out for yourself.

October 9, 2006

The Internet

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Blanket yourself in the brightly colored, pixelated glow that makes up the internets most popular websites.

The internet forms a vital part of the evolving world. An entity, a "phenomena", a tool that exists itself not physically, but yet surrounds all of us and either directly or indirectly effects our daily lives. With the internet one can live a life never needing to leave his or her own home. Looking for a job? Post your resumé on monster.com and become a webmaster. Want a job that doesn't really require any etiquette or, well, work? Try your hand at partypoker.com. Hungry? Order a pizza at papajohns.com or get some Frosted Flakes at simondelivers.com. Dont know what the hell brobdingnagian means? You can find the definition at dictionary.com. Lonely? Looking for love? Make yourself out to be whoever you want and find the perfect match at eharmony.com. Or are you just looking for a shoulder to cry on? Sign on to AOL and instant message your friend "joniloveschachiguy24" and let it all out. The tool to do all of this though relies in the composition of the world wide web, it's framework. And this lies partly in the servers and the domains, the meat and potatoes of this nonphysical structure. But the most important factor in this equation is people, the 1's and 0's that make up a persons identity in this metaphorical world. This makes up both the framework and clockwork of the internet. One can argue that because people are unpredictable (what they deem important) they should not be considered a part of a system that is defined by stability and complete predictability. But the constant evolution of the internet revolves around its ability to entice visitors/customers/members and keep them interested, to fulfill what they find substantial. The vast and ever-expanding phenomenon that is the internet has become in just a relatively short lifetime, the axis for which the global community revolves around.

October 3, 2006

Powderhorn Falls

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These are pictures of a tucked away little water fall and swimming hole in a tucked away corner of the world. Known of by only a few, my lucky self included, this spot holds a small chunk of my heart. More defining than the memories I have from this place is the feeling I encounter with every visit. There are certain things I think that just click with people in an unexplainable way. Things that appear seemingly out of nowhere in a dream,or maybe a knack for a specific view or taste, things that you can't explain why they strike a cord but enerringly stick with you. This place does just that to me, evokes a feeling that cannot be summarized. A simple, unassuming stream which has spent it's entire time here in this place carving out granite, spilling over an edge, and digging out a pool has found a way to effect my entire state of being. To use words like "humbling" or "peaceful" to describe this place seems incontinent, you cant really describe why that place/thing/entity/person just makes sense to you, its like trying to describe the color red, it clearly registers in your brain but you just don't know where to start or how to go about conveying the idea. Maybe with this place its the sound of running water, the smell of white pine, slight breaks of light through the canopy accenting the moss on the rocks or catching that flash of light off the water, maybe just a sensory overload caused by the hands of mother nature. But what is clear is that the spirit of this spot, this little nook in the earth, is that of the spirit of mother nature itself and with it a world of no deadlines, no traffic, no grades; maybe in an attempt to describe Powderhorn Falls I can say it is what I have found as just an example of nature at it's finest.