Volcanic ash over Europe restricts air travel indefinitely, a revolution in Kyrgyzstan tosses the president out of the country, almost the entirety of Poland's ruling elite are killed in a single plane crash, Pakistan is rocked by even more explosions, India loses a prototype satellite before it's even made it into space, the United Kingdom holds pre-election debates, and I'm sitting here doing a blog post when I'm supposed to be at school, attempting to perfect the strum pattern for 'Mustang Sally' for my guitar class? What is this world coming to?
Well, personally, the only place my world has been going to is StumbleUpon, as well as some interesting books regarding the history of both humanity, as well as Earth itself, with a bit of Big Bang tossed in their for good mix. To say the least, I feel like an underachieving scholar.
It's another one of those months and/or weeks, I guess... one that will go down in history, just like the week of 9/11, as well as that whole swine flu scare a year back. It'll all be in textbooks one day, mark my words.
Also, I guess I'm obligated to apologize for my long internet absence; I tried on a few occasions to write up something new, but the charge I was feeling that would have allowed me to do so tended to die out just as I clicked 'New Post,' or as soon as I had finished my first paragraph, leaving me with a few unaccounted for, unpublished articles in my drafts folder. We'll see if they make it any further then that.
Aside from all that, there's nothing really to add, unless I was going to give my opinion on how to fix Europe's current problems, which as far as I know, us Canadian's have been doing by default for the past 100 years. Plus, I don't think theirs much opinion a blogger could give that would assist in lifting a cloud of volcanic ash; it's not George Bush we're trying to lift from office (he did that himself- finally), it's Mother Nature, the real Commander-in-Chief.
Anyways, I guess I should probably start heading for school if I want to survive this year with satisfactory grades. I'll be writing a new article soon, I promise; before the end of the month for sure. What it'll be about is still beyond me at this point, but I'll find something, and I promise you, you'll enjoy it.
Peace out, blue planet.
Monday, April 19, 2010
Thursday, April 8, 2010
From the Dark Side of the Moon (The First to Infinity).
From the deepness of a den,
A lonely, young man counts to ten;
He has lost all thought of zen,
As nature's taken arms to men.
From the dark side of the moon,
The living, chat and pray that soon,
Humankind will be immune,
From every single evil they incur.
As the limits press so hard,
Against the nature we have charred,
The lion crawls out from his cave,
To find the world engulfed in wave.
The meaning life never did find,
The peoples heads, their thoughts unwind,
To thoughts of mankind's anarchy,
Not till now were we so free.
The folding stars as vision fades,
Victim to the distant blades,
Of what we were to blind to see,
From I to you, then me to we.
No thoughts of rescue flood our mind,
As we have nothing but our kind;
As independent fallacy,
Floods our mind for us to see,
The blinding, ambient trance.
The rickshaws that we once did ride,
Have flowed right back to natures tide,
As distance overwhelms our thoughts,
Untying all those ancient knots.
The animation that we are,
Subject to causes near and far,
Hear nothing but the syllables beat,
As distance robs us of our heat.
The spec of dust that we came from,
It meant more to all, than simply some.
The cycle of both night and day,
It was artificial, in a way.
The balance we did once enjoy,
Was nothing more than natures toy,
As former thinking filters out,
What we were once all about.
From the darkness of a den,
A lonely, young man counts to ten;
He has lost all thoughts of chance.
As he surrenders to the trance.
In his mind he dreams the past,
Something that wasn't built to last;
Of men who grasp a ladies waist,
Unaware the final taste,
Of what was once, and always is,
Is slipping from those hands of his.
Or maybe it is ours to say,
It was never his in any way,
And the fool hath think that this is wrong,
Is one who's fooled truth so long.
From the deepness of a den,
A lonely, young man counts to ten.
He has found his final zen.
A lonely, young man counts to ten;
He has lost all thought of zen,
As nature's taken arms to men.
From the dark side of the moon,
The living, chat and pray that soon,
Humankind will be immune,
From every single evil they incur.
As the limits press so hard,
Against the nature we have charred,
The lion crawls out from his cave,
To find the world engulfed in wave.
The meaning life never did find,
The peoples heads, their thoughts unwind,
To thoughts of mankind's anarchy,
Not till now were we so free.
The folding stars as vision fades,
Victim to the distant blades,
Of what we were to blind to see,
From I to you, then me to we.
No thoughts of rescue flood our mind,
As we have nothing but our kind;
As independent fallacy,
Floods our mind for us to see,
The blinding, ambient trance.
The rickshaws that we once did ride,
Have flowed right back to natures tide,
As distance overwhelms our thoughts,
Untying all those ancient knots.
The animation that we are,
Subject to causes near and far,
Hear nothing but the syllables beat,
As distance robs us of our heat.
The spec of dust that we came from,
It meant more to all, than simply some.
The cycle of both night and day,
It was artificial, in a way.
The balance we did once enjoy,
Was nothing more than natures toy,
As former thinking filters out,
What we were once all about.
From the darkness of a den,
A lonely, young man counts to ten;
He has lost all thoughts of chance.
As he surrenders to the trance.
In his mind he dreams the past,
Something that wasn't built to last;
Of men who grasp a ladies waist,
Unaware the final taste,
Of what was once, and always is,
Is slipping from those hands of his.
Or maybe it is ours to say,
It was never his in any way,
And the fool hath think that this is wrong,
Is one who's fooled truth so long.
From the deepness of a den,
A lonely, young man counts to ten.
He has found his final zen.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
The World is Going to End?
Hell yea it is. That much can be told by looking back at both history and prehistory.
Is it going to end in 2012? Incredibly unlikely. How about 2050? Wrong once again.
For all those who truly worry themselves with thoughts of a coming Armageddon are wasting precious time and energy on something that will never occur. At least not in their lifetime.
The Earth will end long after life has taken its last breath on humanities place of origin. If humanity still yet exists, the climate will have reached a point where we will have to live in artificially maintained areas, or we will have moved on to live on separate celestial bodies throughout the Milky Way galaxy, and even, perhaps, beyond.
Despite this, there is the chance that humanity will simply cease its outward expansion, and will die when other life on Earth dies as well. I honestly have no opinion on to which it will be. It's hard to judge when humanity as a whole is only 200,000 years old... which is an incredibly long time to us, but simply a spec considering the age of the universe as a whole (roughly 13.75 billion years old). Whether we'll simply be a 'light-on, light-off' unremarkable occurrence within the eyes of the much bigger picture, is really up to us and to what occurs to the universe as a whole.
A friend of mine, after reading my post The Wonders of Eternal Infinity, believes that it's better if we simply don't indulge ourselves with constant thoughts of the unknown: "Well I haven't watched the video however one thing you have to consider is what surrounds the earth is huge, and much of it just too far away to bother with. We have our confined space that we can stretch with space travel is we're part of the elite who get to do this though I think it's been proven that our bodies aren't made for space necessarily. We have our world and it's all we have. The scale that things interact with in space on a planetary and what ever term you would use to describe stars is huge in comparison to us but because we don't experience that up close, we only observe, the only thing we have to scale is what we have. Last time I checked the space per square unit we have was depleting though the surface of the planet is still large compared to our small selves."
Basically what he's saying is that it's obvious that humanity wasn't built for extension into space, and he would be absolutely right. But one could argue that humanity wasn't built to create cities, corporations, or religions. One could argue that humanity wasn't built to look at the stars and wonder; but we do, and we've expanded across this globe of ours at an extreme rate, and this planet isn't eternal nor infinite like some speculate the universe may be. Any other planet we may decide to inhabit after the death of planet Earth will also have a finite amount of time to exist, so if humanity is going to exist for trillions of years in some form or another, we both need to spread out throughout the universe, as well as eventually move from place to place every few hundred million years. Whether other inhabitable planets are composed of the same elements as Earth is, no one knows at this point; but in my personal opinion, I'd have to say it's highly likely, as none of the other celestial bodies we have encountered are made out of any abnormal material we've never encountered before. I'm sure there are abnormal combinations of previously encountered materials, but as I said, nothing over-the-top different.
I can certainly see that friend of mines point, as I'm just as aware as any other person that I can't just spontaneously decide I would like to traverse the universe, let alone our galaxy or solar system. Not even our professionals are that far down the line at this point in our history, and it's debatable as to whether any sort of extraterrestrial life has advanced to such a point.
I may not be around to see humanity truly fly as high as it can, but someone I'm related to will, if it ever really happens at all, which seems quite likely judging by the speed at which technological advances are being made.
Maybe they'll read this article a thousand years from now, and will murmur under their breath, "Kyran, we did it."
Is it going to end in 2012? Incredibly unlikely. How about 2050? Wrong once again.
For all those who truly worry themselves with thoughts of a coming Armageddon are wasting precious time and energy on something that will never occur. At least not in their lifetime.
The Earth will end long after life has taken its last breath on humanities place of origin. If humanity still yet exists, the climate will have reached a point where we will have to live in artificially maintained areas, or we will have moved on to live on separate celestial bodies throughout the Milky Way galaxy, and even, perhaps, beyond.
Despite this, there is the chance that humanity will simply cease its outward expansion, and will die when other life on Earth dies as well. I honestly have no opinion on to which it will be. It's hard to judge when humanity as a whole is only 200,000 years old... which is an incredibly long time to us, but simply a spec considering the age of the universe as a whole (roughly 13.75 billion years old). Whether we'll simply be a 'light-on, light-off' unremarkable occurrence within the eyes of the much bigger picture, is really up to us and to what occurs to the universe as a whole.
A friend of mine, after reading my post The Wonders of Eternal Infinity, believes that it's better if we simply don't indulge ourselves with constant thoughts of the unknown: "Well I haven't watched the video however one thing you have to consider is what surrounds the earth is huge, and much of it just too far away to bother with. We have our confined space that we can stretch with space travel is we're part of the elite who get to do this though I think it's been proven that our bodies aren't made for space necessarily. We have our world and it's all we have. The scale that things interact with in space on a planetary and what ever term you would use to describe stars is huge in comparison to us but because we don't experience that up close, we only observe, the only thing we have to scale is what we have. Last time I checked the space per square unit we have was depleting though the surface of the planet is still large compared to our small selves."
Basically what he's saying is that it's obvious that humanity wasn't built for extension into space, and he would be absolutely right. But one could argue that humanity wasn't built to create cities, corporations, or religions. One could argue that humanity wasn't built to look at the stars and wonder; but we do, and we've expanded across this globe of ours at an extreme rate, and this planet isn't eternal nor infinite like some speculate the universe may be. Any other planet we may decide to inhabit after the death of planet Earth will also have a finite amount of time to exist, so if humanity is going to exist for trillions of years in some form or another, we both need to spread out throughout the universe, as well as eventually move from place to place every few hundred million years. Whether other inhabitable planets are composed of the same elements as Earth is, no one knows at this point; but in my personal opinion, I'd have to say it's highly likely, as none of the other celestial bodies we have encountered are made out of any abnormal material we've never encountered before. I'm sure there are abnormal combinations of previously encountered materials, but as I said, nothing over-the-top different.
I can certainly see that friend of mines point, as I'm just as aware as any other person that I can't just spontaneously decide I would like to traverse the universe, let alone our galaxy or solar system. Not even our professionals are that far down the line at this point in our history, and it's debatable as to whether any sort of extraterrestrial life has advanced to such a point.
I may not be around to see humanity truly fly as high as it can, but someone I'm related to will, if it ever really happens at all, which seems quite likely judging by the speed at which technological advances are being made.
Maybe they'll read this article a thousand years from now, and will murmur under their breath, "Kyran, we did it."
Monday, April 5, 2010
Down and Out.
And no. That's not a Kid Cudi reference. I really am feeling down and out lately.
I don't know what it is; maybe it's the weather, or my lack of seeing many friends in the past few days... or maybe it's simply just me.
I seem to interpret things people do quite literally; thing's such as partial responses to questions, or no real response to something I say, to no direct eye-contact, to simply seeming abit annoyed or upset about something, which is probably entirely unrelated to myself, and interpreting it as having something to do with me. Maybe not directly, but related in some way.
I've also been feeling an underlying sense of discontent and insecurity, leading to obvious issues with social interaction as I feel as if I may be being judged in some form. Why exactly? I don't know.
Another feeling I've been having is that every clumsy move makes me seem stupid and inferior to others, and this is a harsh, likely ridiculous way to see it, but it seems as if I can't really help it all that much. I guess basically what I'm saying is, I'm not very happy.
That's not to say I'm full-fledged depressed... I would certainly know if I was, and I'm assuming everyone around me would as well, or at least would be able to tell; and I am aware that, just as a famous quote tells me, that my 'moods will rise and fall, just like the tides,' but for some reason I feel quite disconnected from the world around me, and find myself seriously wishing I could simply escape this microcosm of a town and see the world. Right now, I really do feel like I'm wasting precious years of my life, yet, when I consider the alternative: running off in the style of a teenage vigilante to see the world, I always flash-forward to a few years later when I'm working at a burger joint somewhere on the East Coast, unsure of my place in the world, just as I am right now. I'd be one of those smart, intellectual people who would remain forever unrecognized, unless through some great stroke of good fortune.
Basically, I think this all boils-down to me feeling abit like a social outsider. Maybe at least partially of my own accord, as I'll admit that, strangely enough, I don't talk to people as much as I'd like to, through some most-likely mislead sense of 'Oh no, I may be judged!' or, 'I think I said something wrong,' after which I contemplate any encounter for the next few hours, wondering, arbitrarily about what kind of impression I must have made, despite the fact that I'm sure the other person is concerned very little with the impression, and would certainly not arbitrarily dislike me for any speech slip-up I may have inadvertently made.
I think it's more the knowledge that there are people that will judge harshly that gets me tongue-tied sometimes, as I've met more than a few people like that and, due to my own insecurities, which I'm more than willing to admit I have, I worry what they may say about me, despite the fact that ultimately, I could care less what they have to say. The idea that they are physically speaking those words is what makes me concerned, just as the idea that there are people physically speaking words of positive worth on my part makes me smile, both inside and out; yet as I said, ultimately, it doesn't matter to me what others have to say regarding who I am, but it can still make me feel abit happier, or abit upset.
I've observed it to be a part of human nature: 100 people can say something incredibly positive about you, and then one person says something incredibly negative, and that's the one you'll dwell on the most. Due to the negative nature of the comment, the thought of it is sure to make you upset.
I'm not sure how true it is, but alot of people seem to think that a majority of people, at least in Western culture, are very quick to judge, and I guess that, based on a personal mental consensus, I would have to agree... but such a condemning nature doesn't exist in most of the rest of the world, at least as far as I can see from my bounded position in small-town Western Canada.
These feelings of constant in-and-out insecurity are the main reason I can't wait until high school comes to an end, and I won't be faced with the probability of being judged, day-in and day-out, in a constant social environment layered with different social groups which are always cautious to intertwine with one another due to perceptions of superiority or inferiority. The only ones that really do intertwine with both are the ones that agree with neither, and are indifferent and, for the most part, unjudgemental, and those kind are thin in numbers, but outspoken and more than obvious nonetheless, and can, on occasion, drift more to the side of superior thinking when trying to appeal to someone who thinks themselves 'cool,' or what not; but they're never rude when they do drift. They just keep their distance, I've noticed.
I don't feel so insecure all the time by any means; alot of the time it feels like it's just under the surface though, but there are times when I feel entirely confident in myself, during which time my line of thinking is: "Who cares what they think? I'll talk to them and/or their friend, and they can dislike me if they'd like, but that's not my problem," to times when I feel like it's just under the surface as I said, in which my line of thinking is, "Well, I'll try to chat with them and/or their friend, but I won't prolong it if I pick up on a bad vibe. No big deal either way," to times when I feel, just as I said, totally down and out, and my line of thinking is, "They probably don't like me, and/or don't wish to talk with me, judging by there body language and the way they seem to be looking at me, so maybe I should just not say a word. I might be insulted, now or later."
Don't worry, I confuse myself sometimes too.
I don't know what it is; maybe it's the weather, or my lack of seeing many friends in the past few days... or maybe it's simply just me.
I seem to interpret things people do quite literally; thing's such as partial responses to questions, or no real response to something I say, to no direct eye-contact, to simply seeming abit annoyed or upset about something, which is probably entirely unrelated to myself, and interpreting it as having something to do with me. Maybe not directly, but related in some way.
I've also been feeling an underlying sense of discontent and insecurity, leading to obvious issues with social interaction as I feel as if I may be being judged in some form. Why exactly? I don't know.
Another feeling I've been having is that every clumsy move makes me seem stupid and inferior to others, and this is a harsh, likely ridiculous way to see it, but it seems as if I can't really help it all that much. I guess basically what I'm saying is, I'm not very happy.
That's not to say I'm full-fledged depressed... I would certainly know if I was, and I'm assuming everyone around me would as well, or at least would be able to tell; and I am aware that, just as a famous quote tells me, that my 'moods will rise and fall, just like the tides,' but for some reason I feel quite disconnected from the world around me, and find myself seriously wishing I could simply escape this microcosm of a town and see the world. Right now, I really do feel like I'm wasting precious years of my life, yet, when I consider the alternative: running off in the style of a teenage vigilante to see the world, I always flash-forward to a few years later when I'm working at a burger joint somewhere on the East Coast, unsure of my place in the world, just as I am right now. I'd be one of those smart, intellectual people who would remain forever unrecognized, unless through some great stroke of good fortune.
Basically, I think this all boils-down to me feeling abit like a social outsider. Maybe at least partially of my own accord, as I'll admit that, strangely enough, I don't talk to people as much as I'd like to, through some most-likely mislead sense of 'Oh no, I may be judged!' or, 'I think I said something wrong,' after which I contemplate any encounter for the next few hours, wondering, arbitrarily about what kind of impression I must have made, despite the fact that I'm sure the other person is concerned very little with the impression, and would certainly not arbitrarily dislike me for any speech slip-up I may have inadvertently made.
I think it's more the knowledge that there are people that will judge harshly that gets me tongue-tied sometimes, as I've met more than a few people like that and, due to my own insecurities, which I'm more than willing to admit I have, I worry what they may say about me, despite the fact that ultimately, I could care less what they have to say. The idea that they are physically speaking those words is what makes me concerned, just as the idea that there are people physically speaking words of positive worth on my part makes me smile, both inside and out; yet as I said, ultimately, it doesn't matter to me what others have to say regarding who I am, but it can still make me feel abit happier, or abit upset.
I've observed it to be a part of human nature: 100 people can say something incredibly positive about you, and then one person says something incredibly negative, and that's the one you'll dwell on the most. Due to the negative nature of the comment, the thought of it is sure to make you upset.
I'm not sure how true it is, but alot of people seem to think that a majority of people, at least in Western culture, are very quick to judge, and I guess that, based on a personal mental consensus, I would have to agree... but such a condemning nature doesn't exist in most of the rest of the world, at least as far as I can see from my bounded position in small-town Western Canada.
These feelings of constant in-and-out insecurity are the main reason I can't wait until high school comes to an end, and I won't be faced with the probability of being judged, day-in and day-out, in a constant social environment layered with different social groups which are always cautious to intertwine with one another due to perceptions of superiority or inferiority. The only ones that really do intertwine with both are the ones that agree with neither, and are indifferent and, for the most part, unjudgemental, and those kind are thin in numbers, but outspoken and more than obvious nonetheless, and can, on occasion, drift more to the side of superior thinking when trying to appeal to someone who thinks themselves 'cool,' or what not; but they're never rude when they do drift. They just keep their distance, I've noticed.
I don't feel so insecure all the time by any means; alot of the time it feels like it's just under the surface though, but there are times when I feel entirely confident in myself, during which time my line of thinking is: "Who cares what they think? I'll talk to them and/or their friend, and they can dislike me if they'd like, but that's not my problem," to times when I feel like it's just under the surface as I said, in which my line of thinking is, "Well, I'll try to chat with them and/or their friend, but I won't prolong it if I pick up on a bad vibe. No big deal either way," to times when I feel, just as I said, totally down and out, and my line of thinking is, "They probably don't like me, and/or don't wish to talk with me, judging by there body language and the way they seem to be looking at me, so maybe I should just not say a word. I might be insulted, now or later."
Don't worry, I confuse myself sometimes too.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Abit of an update.
I apologize, as I traditionally do, for my absence from the blogging scene for the past few days, as I've been at my dads place where there is only a small netbook computer which is shared amongst all of us in the house.
As such, I have to warn any dedicated fans I may have, which I'm not sure if I do (probably just wishful thinking on my part), that I won't be getting a chance at very many updates and/or new articles and material for the next couple of weeks. There will be the occasional addition though, that much I can promise.
Anyways, I haven't been up to all that much in the past few days; just spending time with my dad and his girlfriend, as well as my brother. We went to the 1-year anniversary of my grandmothers passing, which was just down on the waterfront of the Georgia's Straight where her ashes were spread, with all our immediate family in the area, which was quite nice.
As for new material, there hasn't been alot that has rushed to mind since the beginning of the Easter Long Weekend, which is actually abit nice as it gives my brain a little time to relax, despite its never ending drone into deep thought on different subjects, or blatantly staring at something and wondering about its very existence. Good depth, Kyran. Maybe abit to much, but hey, it makes you who you are, I assume.
One last interesting development is that I have almost learned the Beatles song, "Blackbird," in it's entirety on acoustic guitar. Oh, and to anyone who is quite into travel shows and such, I have a recommendation: check out Michael Palin's Himalaya; it's quite the captivating presentation, and definitely worth a couple hours of your time, to say the least.
Anyhow, that's all I've really got to say for tonight. Happy Easter, blue planet. Peace out.
As such, I have to warn any dedicated fans I may have, which I'm not sure if I do (probably just wishful thinking on my part), that I won't be getting a chance at very many updates and/or new articles and material for the next couple of weeks. There will be the occasional addition though, that much I can promise.
Anyways, I haven't been up to all that much in the past few days; just spending time with my dad and his girlfriend, as well as my brother. We went to the 1-year anniversary of my grandmothers passing, which was just down on the waterfront of the Georgia's Straight where her ashes were spread, with all our immediate family in the area, which was quite nice.
As for new material, there hasn't been alot that has rushed to mind since the beginning of the Easter Long Weekend, which is actually abit nice as it gives my brain a little time to relax, despite its never ending drone into deep thought on different subjects, or blatantly staring at something and wondering about its very existence. Good depth, Kyran. Maybe abit to much, but hey, it makes you who you are, I assume.
One last interesting development is that I have almost learned the Beatles song, "Blackbird," in it's entirety on acoustic guitar. Oh, and to anyone who is quite into travel shows and such, I have a recommendation: check out Michael Palin's Himalaya; it's quite the captivating presentation, and definitely worth a couple hours of your time, to say the least.
Anyhow, that's all I've really got to say for tonight. Happy Easter, blue planet. Peace out.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
And All His Mortal Men.
It frightens me,
To sit in thought,
To think before men have been shot,
To keep alive,
A lie so huge,
It blinds this world in dark deluge.
In advocation,
Of a thought,
That's left this world in shock,
Distraught;
On their knees to say and pray,
Every night,
And every day,
To a Lord they think so far away,
A code of ethics;
"Hate the gays!"
To sit alone in blinding trance,
Let slip all ideas of chance,
"This world did not come to be,
Millions of years ago, no, listen to me,
Your lies of science,
Can't you see?
The governments conspiracy."
It frightens me to know there are,
Men who don't look very far,
They keep it down, so low, the bar,
Of humanity.
"Can't you see,
We're meant to be,
Conformed in happy unity?
Can't you see,
God is meant to be,
The path of the ones who are truly free?
No, because you're ignorant;
You're a disbelieving infant."
"Someday you will,
Be judged in Hell,
To live eternity,
In pain and yell,
'I'm wrong and sorry,
Can't you tell?
Save me from the grace I fell.'"
To sit in thought,
To think before men have been shot,
To keep alive,
A lie so huge,
It blinds this world in dark deluge.
In advocation,
Of a thought,
That's left this world in shock,
Distraught;
On their knees to say and pray,
Every night,
And every day,
To a Lord they think so far away,
A code of ethics;
"Hate the gays!"
To sit alone in blinding trance,
Let slip all ideas of chance,
"This world did not come to be,
Millions of years ago, no, listen to me,
Your lies of science,
Can't you see?
The governments conspiracy."
It frightens me to know there are,
Men who don't look very far,
They keep it down, so low, the bar,
Of humanity.
"Can't you see,
We're meant to be,
Conformed in happy unity?
Can't you see,
God is meant to be,
The path of the ones who are truly free?
No, because you're ignorant;
You're a disbelieving infant."
"Someday you will,
Be judged in Hell,
To live eternity,
In pain and yell,
'I'm wrong and sorry,
Can't you tell?
Save me from the grace I fell.'"
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