Monday, December 21, 2009

The Olympic Torch, or rather the letdown of it.

The Olympic torch ran through the weary out of the way town I live in on Sunday. Should be the cause for celebration and excitement right? Wrong.

Instead of a weary tired out runner who ran through my town it was a seventeen year old girl, which honestly I wouldn't have had a problem with, that is if she was running.
Yes, she was caked in make-up as if she were about to attend prom, she didn't run, she jogged, she jogged (If you can call it that) for about 10 feet, then got back on a bus which promptly drove off. I honestly thought that it was called the "running of the torch" for a reason, because they were running the torch across Canada. Evidently not. Another letdown was the passing of the flame, rather than putting one torch to another it was a lantern box that the light with, oh and they used a........ barbecue lighter.
Although this was somewhat salvaged by the "noise makers" that were handed out to the crowd, presumably either to appeal to all the hockey fans as they were replicas of those seen at hockey games or to make up for the letdown that the organizers of the run knew it really was.

All in all my impression beforehand was that I would be attending a patriotic ceremony and experiencing Canada's "running" of the torch. Instead I experienced Canada's "Jogging for15 feet and driving in a luxury bus" of the torch. This stirring not one patriotic or prideful sentiment.

So don't go with expectations, because it will most likely just let you down. Rather enjoy the "running" of the torch and use it to your own advantage like the certain aboriginals who are "protesting the Olympics as a call to fair treatment of aboriginal people in Canada." (
Now that's patriotic.


Friday, November 13, 2009


eyes closed
lips shut
erased are your smiles
gone is your laugh
unknown cold unkind
memories retained are those warm
not remember are the last
wake up its just a dream
wake up and come to me
wake up its just a dream
wake up and erase this scene
take the act back
make it new
make it you
still with
still here
well and swell
it hits hard
as i see
rubber skin
emotion gone
it dawns your gone

Friday, October 30, 2009

the darkest rooms are full of the unknown monsoons

i want to know all about you
the different
singing the time
teeming with love
trying to break
to live
to breath
to scream
to cry
the chaos
and refuses to leave to contemplate to skate its way through history.
an undiscovered mystery.
love discovery of the new dark
the roman rule
a punishment merited by love and its cruel minions.
a new ordeal
a calvary charging to battle
something new as you.
believe its just a sign that this is a cry into the dark.

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Life Is A Question Mark

Life is a question mark
a never ending dark
Yielding what we ought
and what we naught
The ocean at the footings
it keeps on pushing
Till the lying love is washed away

Life is a question mark
punctuation at grand central station
The train departs
like a leaving lark
To who knows when
and who knows where

Life is a question mark
posed and poised
To wreck havoc
upon the unsuspecting maverick

Life is a question mark
but what is the question
Life is the question
and the question mark
Its eternal companion

Life is a question mark
never leaving
never seizing

Life is a question mark
unexplainable confusion
A cerebral contusion
Life is an illusion
of perceived emotion
Distraught motion

Life is a question mark
never explained
but still maimed

Life is a question mark
impossible to figure out


Wednesday, October 7, 2009

I have no followers, is this due to the fact that I don't post often enough? Or because I have spent since September 17th writing a philosophical piece on knowledge?
let that be a reason to become a follower!
ohh... a philosophical piece on Knowledge? Whats better?


A Philosophical piece on knowledge coming soon .. to a blog near you....

The Education Questamation.

When did knowledge gain a price..?

A look at the current education systems reveals that knowledge is no longer priceless, in fact knowledge being priceless, or at least thought of as priceless has completely vanished. Up until the end of high school knowledge is free and in a sense mandatory. But when one chooses to pursue knowledge of their own accord in a field in which they have significant interest, this being university, it costs thousands. Now isn't knowledge something that should be passed on without a price? A professor is educated and gains knowledge and then is paid to pass it on while universities charge exorbitant amounts, in order to supplement what, a pristine campus and the athletic program? How is it that something that does not physically exist gains a price, a metaphysical object with a price. It makes sense to assume that at a certain point universities or groups which pass on knowledge needed or decided to fund a building or a needed to charge a price, most likely called a membership price, which only makes sense. But then human nature stepped in and greed took hold.

The reality is that it wasn't greed that created the price of knowledge but rather the need to keep a lower class of people. Universities began to charge tuition because free education combined with the higher living standard, present following the second world war, produced an enlarge middle class and education inflation. Apparently education of the masses isn't profitable to all. Which leads to the root cause of the absurd prices. Who decided that educated masses and an enlarged middle class wasn't a good thing? If an enlarged middle class existed then it follows that the said middle class would either mean less poverty stricken people or less absurdly rich folks. As people who are fed up with these prices (Assumption- I'm not the only one am I?) we need to openly question these preposterous prices. Boycott this tainting of knowledge is what needs to come about. Openly and publicly defying this is the appropriate response and is imperative.

Rise up and preserve knowledge's priceless nature!

Sadly this will never happen as society has fallen into the rut of unquestioning obedience. So for years students will go into debt for the sake of knowledge and the thirst to learn.

But that's the way its supposed to be creating a nation without an enlarged middle population,
educated public and full of debt stricken graduates.

Life as it should be is just so logical and straightforward.


Musical Quote of the Day
My My My heart like a kick drum
My My My love like a voice
-Avett Brothers, Kick Drum Heart

Saturday, September 19, 2009

The Idiocy Of Today

a society where the occupants consumed posion in order to procure a certian feeling. Now imagine that they did this time and time again fully knowing that they were: a- posioning themselves and, b- that in this process they were fully harming themselves and that for the few hours of impairment they would in turn suffer harm and sickness. Sounds fun, logical and sane, right? No?

Welcome to the idiocy of today.

The Idiocy of Today:
An amazing fun loving society where small amounts of pleasure that have severely harmful consequences are undertaken fully knowing of the consequential coming sickness. Where sticks of death are burned and inhaled in order to rid stress, look "cool" and other countless reasons. All this done with the knowledge that inhaling can and most likely will harm and eventually kill the inhalee. These sticks burned and inhaled over and over despite numerous campaigns which ban inhaling inside, within a certian amount of feet, plaster the effects of inhaling (blackened, dying lungs) all over cartons of deathsticks and raise awareness of the countless reasons not to inhale.

Sounds good doesn't it? its The Idiocy Of Today, the ingenuity of the human being.

The Idiocy Of Today:
Where organic substances are smoked despite the knowledge that they kill brain cells, reduce memories and cause longterm schizophrenia.
Welcome to The Idiocy Of Today where somehow harming ones self for small amounts of short term enjoyment and pleasure is THE thing to do.


- Joel

Musical Quote of the Day:

you're gonna carry that weight,
Carry that weight a long time.
I never give you my pillow,
I only send you my invitations,
And in the middle of the celebrations I break down.
The Beatles, Carry That Wieght

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

The Yearning: Past, Present or Future

It seems like sometimes the human soul or heart or whatever it may be (I'm calling it the soul for lack of a better term) excites itself for no apparent reason.. nothing but the state of excitement.

But as humans what benefits us more, living in the past or future? Both which making living in the present so much more bearable. Both which excite the human being. A simple revert to times gone may be enjoyable and worthwhile but is it necessary or does it just create a yearning for something long gone, something unachievable? Like reliving a dead relationship in one's mind it only furthers dead thoughts of what could have been.

The future is a different matter, living one's hopes and dreams vicariously through the mind may be motivation for achievement but does it cloud present judgment or serve as a unachievable standard thereby setting one's self up for letdown and self perceived failure?

Why is it that the soul yearns for things other than the present, be them dreams in the future or memories in the past? Why is the present so taboo? so unwanted? Is the present not what forms the past and the future? Both stem from it do they not? And yet the present is so hard to accept and live in. It just seems easier to live in the past or the future and maybe this is because the present holds the most potential for hurt while the past will be unwavering and the future is yet to be decided.

Maybe if one truly believes in the present and lives regardless of the potential for hurt, the soul will respond by yearning for each day rather than for the past and the future.

Living in the present

Musical Quote of the post:
"We are very busy people"- The Limousines

Monday, August 31, 2009

The Rise of the Insult Continued-- (prequel to the post " Looking at Society Through Language: The Raw Truth of What Language Can Reveal")

When John tells James he doesn't want to go out and hang out with his friends because he is tired he is immediately called gay?
What does that even have to do with being gay?
So I wiki-ed the term gay and insult...
"a new, pejorative use became prevalent in some parts of the world. In the UK, U.S., and Australia, this connotation, among younger generations of speakers, has a derisive meaning equivalent to rubbish or stupid (as in "That's so gay.")."

Is this wrong?
This use of a term in a way that denotes it as an insult?
I think so. If the roles were switched and the term straight was used as an insult I too would feel insulted.
Maybe this is a comment on our society's acceptance? When our society truly extinguishes things such as this we will be truly an equal (or at least on our way there) nation. An accepting nation. Looking at society through the way it speaks is an interesting and revealing concept and may be the focus for my next post.

From now on I vow to call people out on things such as this and encourage others to call me out on things such as this.. not that anyone reads this or if you do you probably don't know me.
(But trust me I won't do it)

Let Equality Rule! Don't let the fear of what is different spread inequality and nonacceptance through our world.


Sunday, August 30, 2009

The Rise of the Insult

Apparently not doing things others want to do merits an insulting term. Recently I found that not going out with some friends made me gay. Wait?!!! not doing a certain thing, or doing certain things totally unrelated to my sexual orientation is a blatant sign of that orientation. When did the term gay become an insult?
I am really lost! To me this makes no sense.
so... hypothetical situation;
John doesn't want to go out tonight. James wants john to go out tonight. This prompts ...
To be continued....

Friday, August 28, 2009

A Simple Start

I have a flickr account and I love searching words that a short and very common, I love how I can peruse through others photos and view what their idea of my search subject is. It's like entering a person's thoughts and really experiencing what makes them unique, seeing their take on life. So... I searched "simple" and viola... <487,858 items showed up. Its really amazing how we all have our own concepts of what different things are and yet sometimes they are similar and even the same.

I found that this photo, Rideau Falls, by ViaMoi, was really was simple. It just amazed me how something we take for granted everyday, a simple waterfall, is unique and awe inspiring. A first glance a waterfall like this is nothing special but upon closer inspection and the use of a camera this simple thing become something amzing and unique,

I don't actually know what a blog entails so... I figured a simple small start was the best.. that way it can only get better and no one can tell me my blog is getting worse as I will just point to my simple, boring, first post as proof.
Hope it's an enjoyable post?