Sunday, March 16, 2008
The Life Not Lived
Friday, February 15, 2008
The Last Word
I believe the answer lies with my desire for control. I think that whoever spoke last has an advantage because it is there words that hang in the air and in the participants’ minds. If your left having someone else’s words stuck in your head then in a way you have lost. Also to have the last word is to say that you are right. The other person or people acknowledge that what you are saying is correct, by not moving to correct you or add or challenge your statement. To be the last to speak is away of being acknowledged as superior. And I might have this unconscious need to feel superior. Even when some body should be above me, I have got to control my mouth better, lest I put my foot in it.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Never Enough Time
I suppose everyone entertains these thoughts once in a while. I don't know what other people would change, but I know what I would: my attitude, my eating, my friends, my cowardly actions. The last have always been my greatest regret. I can live with being fat (plenty of people do), and my attitude did secure for me a comfortable if not desired social niche; my friends we few so I don't want to change them so much as get them. But many of my action's rather inaction's were motivated by fear. Fear of humiliation and rejection.
It's strange, but my fears were (and to some extent are) more personal then other people's. I didn't fear being rejected by a group. It had happened so often early in life that I don't mind now, the same for humiliation. Put me in front of a few people, it's as if I feel there is a finite amount of awareness in the room and they are each getting a greater share. Whatever I do will be remembered more because there are fewer of them. It doesn't make sense, does it?
I think about the time a head too. What I would like to happen. Sometimes I want importance more then anything, a place in history. Lately though I think of the more immediate future, the next five usually. I now what I want to have more than anything in that time, and it's not a degree. It's love. The love you freely give another and the love that is returned. That's what I see in my head, what I hope to have in time.
Monday, January 21, 2008
The Master, Lord of Time
You will obey!
Sunday, January 20, 2008
How Am I Perceived?
While I think my sisters' and mother like me, I have come to think that my father doesn't. Not to say that he doesn't love me, but I don't think he likes me. If we weren't related I think he wouldn't want to spend anytime with me. I can't quite figure out why that is. I do think though that there is an imbalance in are relationship. As for my extended family, I don't think anyone more than five years older than me likes me. I think that perhaps I come off as snide, or arrogant, but no one tells me so I can't be sure.
Now the people I meet are a different story, lately I've been having better luck than I used with them. When I was in high school about half the people in my class and above (grade) didn't seem to like me. Three cases stand out in particular. The first was admittedly my own fault. Writing a poem about someone you like, then turning it in for a class assignment and finally telling other people about it is not the best way to get someone to like you especially when they don't seem to care to much for you to begin with. The 2nd case I never quite understood. Her was a girl who I respected, admired, and found attractive but for some reason seemed to loath me. When we talked it was almost always in group settings and on the few occasions we were alone it was always school related, except one where she told me she thought I was uncommitted and shouldn't even be apart of our organization, so I don't see what on earth I could to earn such a low opinion from her. I asked her more than once and never got an answer. She just wouldn't answer the question outright. Why she didn't like me still vexes me to this day. The 3rd person I had problems with was a guy my age who I just found to be rather prissy and I think my dislike of him my have been why he never took a liking to me. It is my fault thought that I treated him as I did and I have every intention of apologizing for my misconduct.
Lately however I have been having better fortunes with first meetings. I think that I learned to control myself in front of people more. I make better acquaintances in class now then I did in high school, but we almost never speak to each other once the semester ends. Socially I have been doing better with women; I think I'm getting better at flirting, I had a nice thing going with one girl 'till I found out she had a boyfriend and I even managed to go out on a couple of dates with another, but it didn't work out as I would have liked. I could never have gotten a date in high school (with anyone I liked), which raises the question what has changed? Is it the people I am around? Is it me who has become different or have I just learned to be what people want?
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Sacred Text
Just looking at a computer screen you can see what I mean; you feel your eyes get tried and after a while no matter how good what your reading is you find that you have to stop. But if you find yourself in a really good book you can read it cover to cover no matter how strained your eyes might become. The same with a picture, if it's printed you might run your finger tips over it as though you can feel the contours of its subject. If you do the same on a computer screen you notice that it just isn't the same; it's as thought there is a layer between you and the picture.
Things on a screen are temporary and changeable, the things you hold in your hands are not. So to write on a book for me is a profound act. Whatever marking I make must have the greatest reason for being there. I doubt I could ever use a study Bible.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
The Voices of My Head
So when I think in words, I think in a voice I like. One that conveys the desired sense of emotion that I'm then feeling. I usually use three, two more often then the third and each for different thoughts and moods. I have always based them off of the voices of real people, always actors or rather the a specific character they play. These are the ones I'm currently using.
I've been thinking with this voice for about two years now, ever since Tennant took over the role of the Doctor. He is the voice I use for most of my emotions especially the passion laden ones. He is also who I like to think in when when I am especially angry, the sound of his righteous indignation is especially impressive. In real life Tennant speaks with a Scottish accent, but he uses an English one for Doctor Who and that's the one I think in.
Damian Lewis as Charlie Crews of Life
I started using Lewis' voice before Life premiered on NBC, when I began watching HBO's Band of Brothers in which he played the lead. He normally speaks with an English accent but he used an American one on HBO and he uses on on NBC. He is what I think in concerning religious, spiritual, and ethical matters. His soft voice is very pleasant making thinking about God feel nice.
Jeffrey Donovan as Michael Westen of Burn Notice
When I need a calm in-control focus I use Donovan. His character on Burn Notice is matter of fact, straight to the point, sarcastic, and violent when necessary. I think in his voice the least but I've only been using him for about 6 months now. He comes in very handy when under stress, especially at school.
I want to make clear that I don't hear these voices; I think in them. They don't talk to me, they think as me. They are ways of bringing control to the stress of everyday life and I don't use them all the time. Now before you conclude that it's wired I suggest you try it. Just think you normal thoughts in the voice of your favorite actor or character they play (it's best if they are the same gender you are). You might find it's not so bad.