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I haven't written in 3 years. I'd love to get back to it, but I can't do it anymore.

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/13137889/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/13137889/ Tue, 29 May 2007 12:25:47 PDT audioshure1 9: afternoon good sir
Algavinn: how goes the state of the city?
audioshure1 9: hot
audioshure1 9: and dirty
audioshure1 9: haha
Algavinn: ahhh taking tea in the red light district today, are we sir?
audioshure1 9: lol
audioshure1 9: only the finest
Algavinn: i've always said you were a man of the people sir, and supporting the local economy! simply inspiring!
audioshure1 9: lmfao
audioshure1 9: indeed
audioshure1 9: i so what i can
Algavinn: and thats why they vote you in over and over, and your goons admire you so much they dont hesitate to step on the ankle of the desenter.
Algavinn: the qualities of gods and hero's! (speaking machiavellian of course)
audioshure1 9: but of course
Algavinn: what is on today's agenda, you're admirableness?
audioshure1 9: we went on a tour of east village earlier
audioshure1 9: that was pretty cool
audioshure1 9: gonna watch "avenue q" tonight
audioshure1 9: my last show
Algavinn: ahhh yes, the orphans and lepers....quite touching.

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/10178171/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/10178171/ Mon, 25 Sep 2006 00:47:29 PDT


that and eat much icecream.

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/10142211/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/10142211/ Thu, 21 Sep 2006 12:01:02 PDT ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/9822114/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/9822114/ Tue, 22 Aug 2006 23:34:11 PDT
shannons lease runing out, we've moving elsewhere together, and with panda and lilka! ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/9317540/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/9317540/ Sun, 09 Jul 2006 02:13:46 PDT Jehova!…..fine its scott. And I hate it.

199. I was born on:
february 18th

198. I am a/n (zodiac):
aquarious

197. My cell phone:
isnt black anymore

196. My eye color is:
green and brown, two rings

195. My shoe size is:
10? 11?

194. My ring size is:
dunno…there isn’t a lable on the ring..*shrug*

193. My height is:
5'11" or so

192. I am allergic to:
myself

191. I was born in:
santa rosa, as opposed to the swaddling manger story, (translation problems there)

190. I live in:
shannons appartment

189. The last book I read:
Lamb, it has a few pages left, but I’m starting a new one, so it qualifies.

188. My bed is:
stolen, and oh so comfy.

187. 1 thing I know for sure about the opposite sex:
theyre far superior.

186. I am glad I'm my sex because:
I can cover up my yucky face with a beard and its okay

179. My favorite Holiday is:
shannons birthday

178. The perfect kiss is:
when Shannon looks into my eyes for so long and I know she loves me. Its so much more than a distracted kiss while looking and paying attention to something else, so much different than a sexual kiss can be sometimes.

177. The last three cd's:
not a very precise question. I copied a lot of shannons last night.

176. Last song that made me cry was: I don’t remember which one did

172. My most treasured possession(s) is(are): probably the moose and duckapus, and the pictures of Shannon and me next to my bed. I almost delivered vengence upon that sweet boys head when my family let zander play with the duckapus.

170. What did you do last night?
POTC2 midnight showing.

:::::I Do (YES)/Do Not (NO) Believe In:::::

142. Love at first sight?
among the shallow.

141. Luck?certain memes are engrained into me, but no, not really.

140. Fate?
in an agnostic kind of way.

139. God?
seeabove

138. Aliens?
yes, how can we be the ONLY THINGS IN THIS ENTIRE VAST NEVERENDING UNIVERSE? (you pegged it right there kate)

137.Heaven?
no more than any other afterlife idea I suppose

136. Hell?
a load of crap. And sadly I have to disagree with the notion kate, I believe if there is a heaven then there should not be a hell. I almost actively disbelieve in any demi/supreme evil being such as the devil. There is philosophical backing behind this.

135. Ghosts?
no

134. Horoscopes?
no

133. Soulmates?
completely

:::::Which is Better?:::::

129. Hugs or Kisses?
depends on the goal, but hugs with Shannon are my favorite things/activity in the world

128. Drunk or High:
false dichotomy.

127. Phone or Online:
both have their perks (indeed)

126. Red heads or Black hair:
black

125. Blondes or Brunettes:
depends on the shade of each

124. Hot or cold:
cold

123. Summer or winter:
winter, though summer is nice when its not a bajillion degrees (you have my full agreement there)

122. Coffee or tea:
starbucks

121. Chocolate or vanilla:
depends on what the medium is of consumption (ie; icecream, cookies, etc)

120. Night or Day:
night

119. Oranges or Apples:
oranges

118. Curly or Straight hair:
both

:::::Here's What I Think About:::::

116. Abortion:
my opinion is back up in the air…but most closely conforms to a person is made of the memories and experiences they have, and so a personality, and indeed an individual is not necessarily formed until this occurs, but as we cannot be sure as to the form and creation of any kind of soul, it is a horrible thing to do but in the most necessary circumstances. I never wish to do it to my child, but I do not think I would rule it out for others. This was not always my opinion.

115. Backstabbers:
theyre to be dealt with quickly, and never allowed to hurt you again.

114. Parents:
Parents are guides, not permanent despots. A parent is to teach a child how to live and carry out necessary processes in life and the community. They are not to form the person themselves, and once the child is able to run their own lives, form themselves, and take responsibility for their existence then parents are to help as they can and when needed, but not overstretch and try to take control. This in my opinion is (as stupid as it sounds) a parent/kid coup de tat.

:::... ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/9169465/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/9169465/ Sat, 24 Jun 2006 13:35:07 PDT ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/9042332/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/9042332/ Mon, 12 Jun 2006 00:20:27 PDT

There are alot of things that i say or do that bug shannon, and i want to work on that.
Also i gained 30 pounds since highschool and i reeeeaaally want to get it off, its one of my goals for this summer so i want to excercise everyday this summer and take the effort to eat things that will help me. Being the nerd that I am i have a few academic goals that i would enjoy, but arent as big a deal. I want to continue to become the person i want to be and help shannon towards her/our own goals. What i've said here in this paragraph isnt necessarily what i wanted to say or at least not how i wanted to, but my dad has been talking to me for 20 minutes and i'm distracted. Either way...think about what really matters to you instead of getting caught up in the mundane. Enjoy what happens but dont get stuck on it. ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/8850712/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/8850712/ Tue, 23 May 2006 01:56:31 PDT

on other matters, i'm back from a week cruise to alaska with my fiancee and parents. We got almost no sleep for that week (me and mine that is) but it was worth it because of the fun she had and being able to be with her nonstop for a week. sadly i'm having emotional withdrawls now that i hgave to go back to classes and work. It is pretty hard to cope, especially as during that week of being together there was not alot of time to just lay together and cuddle. future vacations will mostly be just me and her so it will be better, but for now there is still the recourse. its about 2 am now and i just dont want to go to sleep, i'm trying to keep busy for a bit more.

another random question! how many people sleep naked? is it that rare? it seems rather taboo but i've met a number of people in my day that are quite comfortable and have a preference for it. i'm not expecting response, just thought i'd inform you all on the posing of the question that i have randomly decided to momentarily ponder. ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/8701283/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/8701283/ Sun, 07 May 2006 13:56:43 PDT ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/8502072/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/8502072/ Mon, 17 Apr 2006 16:48:56 PDT Algavinn (4:11:06 PM): the jews, jesus..
Algavinn (4:11:11 PM): those who are preapproved...
Acreal29 (4:11:24 PM): lol
Acreal29 (4:11:24 PM): a small price to pay
Algavinn (4:11:40 PM): compared to what
Acreal29 (4:12:14 PM): i dont understand the question
Algavinn (4:12:27 PM): a small price to pay compared to what?
Algavinn (4:12:29 PM): or how so
Acreal29 (4:12:37 PM): well take Jesus
Acreal29 (4:13:29 PM): yea he got tortured and all that for like...hours...the pain....the torture...but because of that, our sins are forgiven and we can go to heaven /cheer
Algavinn (4:13:39 PM): yeah but he got screwed
Acreal29 (4:14:12 PM): thats what he wanted to do...he saves us and we accept it.
Algavinn (4:14:24 PM): what if he really didnt want to?
Algavinn (4:14:32 PM): peer preasure maybe?
Acreal29 (4:14:38 PM): the he wouldve stopped it
Acreal29 (4:14:44 PM): hes the son of GOD
Acreal29 (4:14:58 PM): he couldve stopped it anytime he wanted to
Algavinn (4:15:00 PM): if i was the son of god i would smotten alot more people
Acreal29 (4:15:24 PM): and thats why yur not the son of God corey. the system works.
Algavinn (4:15:44 PM): so if i didnt want to smite, maybe just spread small plagues i could have been the son of god?
Algavinn (4:15:48 PM): and if god isnt my father who is
Algavinn (4:16:11 PM): allah?
Acreal29 (4:16:19 PM): there is but one God
Acreal29 (4:16:38 PM): dont be foolish, corey.
Algavinn (4:16:49 PM): but what about allah
Acreal29 (4:17:15 PM): allah is a fraud! a dirty fraud! LIES AND SLANDER!!!
Algavinn (4:17:44 PM): well if one god isnt really god, then how am i to believe that every god isnt really a fake.
Acreal29 (4:17:59 PM): Faith.
Algavinn (4:18:23 PM): i have faith in bob, the god of sod.
Algavinn (4:18:30 PM): the man has alot of charisma :d
Algavinn (4:18:39 PM): especially when he has that bright ruby red lipstick on.
Acreal29 (4:19:16 PM): your mind would make a team of psychiatrists break down into tears...grown men...IN TEARS
Algavinn (4:19:20 PM): and no one can beat his prices
Algavinn (4:19:32 PM): i prefer seeing grown men cry
Algavinn (4:19:35 PM): when children do its just sad
Algavinn (4:19:40 PM): or really annoying because theyre brats
Algavinn (4:20:19 PM): but back to my original example
Algavinn (4:20:23 PM): what about the jews?
Acreal29 (4:20:37 PM): lol im not gonna go there
Algavinn (4:20:44 PM): then i'll start
Algavinn (4:20:54 PM): persecuted for 6000 years
Algavinn (4:20:58 PM): (or 4 ,whatever)
Algavinn (4:21:07 PM): and by modern christian thought theyre gonna be damned to hell anyway
Algavinn (4:21:22 PM): because htey dont accept jesus
Algavinn (4:21:28 PM): so, same god, but now there is jesus too
Algavinn (4:21:52 PM): some people just couldnt take the God&Son switch?
Algavinn (4:22:00 PM): just wasnt as homy and comfy anymore?
Algavinn (4:22:32 PM): so is it kinda like daylight savings time?
Algavinn (4:22:40 PM): if you dont switch you show up to work late and get screwed?

Algavinn (4:22:52 PM): where you have to go with the change even though the day before you were right?
Algavinn (4:23:17 PM): poor jews.
Acreal29 (4:23:19 PM): pretty much
Algavinn (4:23:23 PM): thats not fair
Acreal29 (4:23:43 PM): hey man it was their call
Acreal29 (4:23:46 PM): they got the memo
Acreal29 (4:23:55 PM): but they shunned it
Algavinn (4:24:27 PM): well personally after thousands of years of being the chosen people i would be rather skeptical about the change too.
Algavinn (4:24:33 PM): i mean all those laws, rules and guilt
Algavinn (4:24:35 PM): it was a good system
Algavinn (4:24:37 PM): why change?
Algavinn (4:24:44 PM): some young guy comes alot and ruins it for the rest of you?
Algavinn (4:24:53 PM): hardly seems right to me.
Acreal29 (4:24:57 PM): they chose their fate themselves
Algavinn (4:25:11 PM): out of the available options
Algavinn (4:25:20 PM): hell or follow the new guy
Algavinn (4:25:30 PM): i personally would send some one a rather angry letter about that
Acreal29 (4:26:52 PM): well whatre u gonna do? they wanted some mighty warrior comin in shriekin "DAMN YOU FILTHY ROMANS TO HELL!! I SMITE THEE!!"...but they got a carpenter that had great love for al humanity instead...and for that they called him a liar and killed him.
Acreal29 (4:27:14 PM): now does THAT seem fair?
Algavinn (4:27:18 PM): the jews shoulda got a union
Acreal29 (4:27:33 PM): all*
Algavinn (4:27:35 PM): enough rubble gets roused and i bet they'd get that mighty shrieking warrior.... ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/8372639/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/8372639/ Wed, 05 Apr 2006 10:32:16 PDT



and is leaving to canada.....





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......





to become their prime minister.


i love daytime TV. ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/8227883/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/8227883/ Tue, 21 Mar 2006 14:38:12 PST
[link]

and

[link] ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/8060406/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/8060406/ Fri, 03 Mar 2006 21:33:03 PST ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/7968002/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/7968002/ Wed, 22 Feb 2006 02:25:19 PST ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/7948589/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/7948589/ Mon, 20 Feb 2006 00:38:26 PST
well isnt it rather obvious that it takes a good woman (or man) to make him a whole, and good man? ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/7801700/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/7801700/ Sat, 04 Feb 2006 16:59:23 PST

"And we can not be smarter than the turkeys".
-Michael Warwick, philosophy professor. ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/7532063/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/7532063/ Sat, 07 Jan 2006 02:02:49 PST time started: 1256 am
full name:
nickname(s):
birthday: February 18 1987
where were you born: santa rosa, calif
zodiac sign: don’t remember
height: 5'11"ish
weight: not sure
hair color: brown
eye color: green on the inside, brown on the outside (or the other way around, I forget)
shoe size: 10? 10 1/2?
ring size: 9 I tihnk...but I forget, they sized it, not me.
skin type (freckles, tan, albino, etc.): heh...I do have freckles..I forgot.
blood type: dunno
grade: fresh in college
GPA: 4.0
siblings: un hermano
tattoos: nope
piercings: none
hobbies: Reading, not as much as I used to, warhammer 40k
color: blue
food: mongolian grill
candy: the cookies I make, and bavarian chocolate cups
type of cheese: provolone
pizza topping: cheese/pineapples/garlic
salad dressing: ranch
sandwich: turkey
cereal: special K
fruit: oranges, pineapple, strawberries, cherries, omg fruit (COCAAANUT ISNT A FRUIT!!)
vegetable: spinach, brocolli
berry: stawberries/raspberries
cake: [insert] CHEESE cake...it’s a cake..and a pie...IT’S A FUCKING MIRACLE.
book: enders shadow
movie: not sure about absolute fav...umm...I LOVE SHANNON OMG
magazine:
newspaper:
tv show:
website: 40konline I surpose.
radio station: 89.9 (classical)
font:
cartoon character: G.I.R.
artist (painter): shannon :d
actor: johnneeee depp, sean connery, I dunno who else really.
actress: bates. kidman. other inspirational women
cd: Bush, razorblade suitcase, I think I would have to saysong: swallowed
music group: classical, grunge, jazz, ..and everything else but country and pop, and most rap
music type: ...see previous?
day of the week: friday
month:
season: *OMIT!!*
holiday:
shampoo:
conditioner:
number: 1123581321
phrase: Grrrr Arrgghh
store:
weather: cold with a breeze, but sunshine I surpose.
restaurant: mongolian gril. (EWWW pf changs? Come on kate...)
channel: historu channel
teacher: michael warwick, took a class with him last term, taking 2 more this term.
weekend activity: whatever me and shannon end up doin.
hangout: shannons place.
house color:
sport to watch: boxing
sport to play: rugby
animal: snow leopard! Duh! Saw one uncaged when I was in kindergaaarden
flower:
guy's name: orochimaru! :d
girl's name:
board game: backgammon, chess, MONOPOOOOOLY!
party game:
story from childhood:you’re just trying to make this long arent you.
body part: eyes
have you ever
been on a train: yes
been on a plane: yes
been in a car accident: yes
caused a car accident: yes
run into a wall: NEVER
burned a potato chip:...*blank stare*
almost burned the house down: no
smoked: no.
been drunk: yes
been high: no
broken the law: oh yeah. With a minor oooOOooo.
burned a cd (if yes, the one above is yes): many..many cd’s
kissed someone of the opposite sex: yes
kissed someone of the same sex: no
frenched an animal: other than when pandoras head was in my moutn and she licked my toung..no
made out: yesh
had cyber sex:gotten engaged:yup, engaged now.
had an online relationship: yup.
been rejected by a crush: nope
loved: yes
made yourself cry to get out of trouble: probably
cried in public: probably
cried over a movie: ohhhh yeah.
fallen asleep in a movie theater: no
given someone a bath: been part of a bath with some one else...given? No
been to a boarding school: no
been home-schooled: no
lost a valuable item: not that I can think of
bungee jumped: no. I am r rugby player, roar..as it were
skied: no
met the president: the who?
met a celebrity: no
gotten a cavity: no
shopped at abercrombie & fitch: fuck that?
made a prank call: aye
skipped school: college yes, highschool classes, but not the day itself.
faked sick to get out of school: faked...no..embelished...yes
purchased something that you knew didn't fit: it had a waste tie..
climbed a tree: of course not, I have polio.
fallen from a tree: how coulod I get into the tree if I am a quadrapoligic
broken a bone: no
sprained anything: ankles many times, wrist, back.
passed out: yes
made yourself pass out: not on purpose...but by being dumb
been to disney world: Land
been to a theme park (not disney): no
said i love you and meant it (not to a relative): a hundred times a day
made a model volcano (working model): hell yeah, summer school when I was like 6
made a... ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/7317661/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/7317661/ Thu, 15 Dec 2005 10:46:23 PST ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/7251893/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/7251893/ Wed, 07 Dec 2005 23:39:43 PST ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/7199326/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/7199326/ Thu, 01 Dec 2005 22:27:35 PST ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/7041459/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/7041459/ Mon, 14 Nov 2005 02:04:40 PST
It again brings me to the question of respect. I have never had an understanding of what respect was, and where, if it does at all, it fits in my moral, and ethical view of the world. I suppose the closest I could put it is to say that some one who does not act upon their own beliefs is not to be respected. But this also brings up the issue of active opportunity cost; (I need a good word or expression to illustrate this, suggestions would be welcome) it may not be worth it to some one to get the shit beat out of them or loose their pinky toe, to do what they believe is right. These kind of situations have to be judged on a case by case basis really.

But back to my point. Most of the time I have the practical view that humans get along best when they are able to forgive (which is indeed very similar to ignoring, its just a solution for a different level of disputes) the acts, as well as beliefs, of each other. I even treat my father, more or less in a civil manor, and he is a person which I will never be able to forgive, for acts that I believe, more so than anything else, are wrong. What separates those people whom I continue to have relations with, and those I let fade away? Is it purely from necessity/convenience (again the whole active opportunity cost thing) that I maintain some of these relationships? How many times in the past have people had to make these judgements about me? I know of at least one time.

I don’t know how I should be reacting here. How I should be treating this person. A mild neglect, standard accepting civality, or something else entirely? I cannot say that I know. ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/6938001/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/6938001/ Wed, 02 Nov 2005 17:26:30 PST
This is not a comment on modern day politics. I am not aligned with any political party. (unless it were to be an ancient greek faction) ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/6887416/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/6887416/ Fri, 28 Oct 2005 00:52:29 PDT
If there is a god, he has no physical body the likeness of which was imbued in a man. If a man was created in the likeness of god, it was the mind, of the 'Divine Mind'. As a human has a body which his mind influences, God may have unfluence on the physical universe as a body. As there is no discernable difference between one conciousness and another, because they are unobservable beyond self awareness, only one kind of conciousness is assumed. But there are limitations put on each conciousness in its practical utility, as a monkey that is unable to comprehend and work calculus, neither are we humans gifted with an innate, or even learned understanding of the universe (as we may come to an intiment knowledge of our body after a time spent learning, but we cannot do the same of the universe itself, in as much as our bodies, as god may.) Because of this difference as a monkey to a man, and a man to god, we are unable to to comprehend, or foresee his intentions. (we cannot point to the hurricane and say he is punishing us, with any degree of certainty. humans may punish, but does that mean god would too, just because he is of the same conciousness?) Because of our lack of innate, or adequate learned understanding of the physical universe, we can not control and modify it as we may our bodies, or as god might. If we could i would liken it to having one body with many minds inside of it, each trying to control it, and make it walk this direction or that, all at once. As we have no innate knowledge, or ability to learn gods intentions or ways because of our like conciousness, and with the lack of any other means, we are again left on our own without any obvious direction, or will by god, that isnt highly contested (judaism, buddhism, catholicism, christianity, islam, etc) so we run with the beliefs and deffinitions we assign for ourselves (the above is an argument for my 'Absolutism' which will be taking the form of an essay, in a more augmented form than it holds right now) And as there is no innate knowledge, understanding, or ability to manipulate the universe as we would our bodies, and we can not adequaltely learn to do so it is again, impossible to gain foresight or any direct/indirect means of manipulation.



determanism and absolutism. Everything is as it is becayuse it is caused by a previous occurence. Even if a part of who we are is decided at birth, it is still decided in reaction to previous causes. If there is a god, 'he' created the univser knowing exactly how it was created, and how it works, (this is the all knowing god scenario) so therefore would have complete foresight (again assuming with such a being that there is such a thing as time for foresight to exist, instead of imaging our existance being a painting in progress, or even a completed one) so any belief that we are to, or could hold, is already determined, by god himself, so we may pick as we will and go for it. Any forsaken punishment to the pits of hell is pointless, and if it does indeed exist, there is nothing you can do to fight it :d If there is no god, than there is no hell anynway, so we believe as we will and ntohing else matters. ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/6740949/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/6740949/ Mon, 17 Oct 2005 13:15:06 PDT
Something to keep in mind, my poetry is an emotional outlet so in that it IS often emotionaly based. It is writing made for myself posted here for purposes of critique. If thats not your kind of thing, then don't bother looking.

Link to my quotes [link]





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if god did indeed create the universe and all existence,
and is also all wise/knowing, than god had created the
universe knowing exactly how existence worked, and
exactly how he made it, so would therefore know exactly
how things would turn out so it would be contradictory
for god to wish to change 'his' mind about how things
are running as god already knew exactly how things would
turn out. god would have chosen the best path for things
to take, making it without need to change things along
the way. god of course would still have the ability to intervene, but no reason for doing so.


where as in determinism it is believed that all things
are predetermined by previous occurrences being causes
for the current existence, scientifically speaking, even
if we could understand the information taken from
gauging a particular point in time, because of the
uncertainty principle, among other physical reasons why
we cannot actually completely collect all data (such as particles and information which is smaller than any wavelength we may use for collecting and knowing information), it is
impossible for us to completely explain and understand
existence. the god playing 'safeguard'.



people make their decisions by weighing the costs, and the gains. all decisions are made this way, including subconcious ones; urges verse practical. so when one decides to have chocolate chip instead of oatmeal rasen, it is because of a personal preferance based on a decision that was made at one point as to the gains over costs of getting said cookie. this is just an example of the basic principle that my point is based on. all decisions humans make weigh cost and gain, and not all things cary the same weight for all people. do we descriminate against people who choose oatmeal rason, over chocolate chip? of course not. (though personally i despise oatmeal rasen, the consumer of these is more likely my friend than anyone else. they are less likely to make me eat one.) and yet words and ideals such as 'coward' exist. it seems just as stupid to call some one a coward as to descriminate because of skin colour. to some people a confrontation may be terrifying, where as they may love to sky dive. a bully may be terrified of heights, but no one knows that because he is the bully. so the kid who runs away instead of get the shit beat out of him is called a coward. remember that not everyone places the same weight on costs, and benifits of things as you may. would you like to be called a coward for choosing oatmeal rasen?





As we sat in meditation, sometimes all through the night, he stood behind us with his bamboo rod and periodically struck us on the back of the head for no reason i could discern.
"Why's he keep doing that? I didn't do anything," I complained to Joshua over tea.
"He's not hitting you to punish you, he's hitting you to keep you in the moment."
"Well, I'm in the moment now, and at the moment I'd like to beat the crap out of him."
"You don't mean that."
"Oh, what? I'm supposed to want to Be the crap I beat out of him?"
"Yes, Biff," Joshua said somberly. "You must Be the crap." But he couldn't keep a straight face and he started to snicker as he sipped his tea, finally spraying the hot liquid out of his nostrils and collapsing into a fit of laughter. All the other monks, who evidently had been listening in, started giggling as well. A couple of them rolled around on the floor holding their sides.

It's very difficult to stay angry when a room full of bald guys in orange robes start giggling. Buddhism.


p323-24.



Joshua reached across the table and took the old man's hand. "You drill us every day in the same movements, we practice the same brush strokes over and over, we chant the same mantras, why? So that these actions will become natural, spontaneous, without being diluted by thought, right?"
"Yes," said Gaspar.
"Compassion is the same way," said Joshua. "That's what the yeti knew. He loved constantly, instantly, spontaneously, without thought or words. That's what he taught me. Love is not something you think about, it is a state in which you dwell. T... ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/6564786/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/6564786/ Wed, 21 Sep 2005 15:13:17 PDT Algavinn: they bitch at the head god
Algavinn: god is like, stfu
Algavinn: the gods bitch at him again
Algavinn: god is like, stfu
Algavinn: gods make humans
Algavinn: hujmans do their work
Algavinn: gods talk to god, be like, oh, whjat now bitch
Algavinn: humans get really loud
audioshure19: thats the way to go
Algavinn: god gets pissed off
Algavinn: disease them
Algavinn: humans get pissed off
Algavinn: make more noise
Algavinn: disease stops
Algavinn: god gets pissed
Algavinn: god takes away their food
Algavinn: humans get pissed,
Algavinn: humans make more noise
Algavinn: god gives back their food
Algavinn: god gets pissed
Algavinn: floods the bastards
Algavinn: humans die.,
(i skipped a bit to get the the ending) ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/6153537/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/6153537/ Sat, 06 Aug 2005 21:11:51 PDT
Something to keep in mind, my poetry is an emotional outlet so in that it IS often emotionaly based. It is writing made for myself posted here for purposes of critique. If thats not your kind of thing, then don't bother looking.







. . . . . . . . . .
war is not a conflict of men, but a conflict of nations and the systems by which societies are based, but not the societies themselves.

each body, holding a unified opinion together with opposing, but like bodies, forms the voting body. not divided, but multifaceted.

All equal in the covenant, basic or otherwise, collective liberty goes to the collective itself, not given over to a monarch, or any member of the covenant, keeping all members equal. Each member gains a fraction of the power held by each other member, while giving up all of his own liberty, but having no loss of power after the covenant.

Sovereign and body of a society, is the same, cannot oppose itself. sovereign is but the action of the will of the society. ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/6045200/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/6045200/ Sun, 31 Jul 2005 09:31:07 PDT
Something to keep in mind, my poetry is an emotional outlet so in that it IS often emotionaly based. It is writing made for myself posted here for purposes of critique. If thats not your kind of thing, then don't bother looking.







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"Hey, look here," a CMMI officer laments, adding up check marks on his clipboard. "These vehicles have Holes in them."
"Shit, sir, they got hit by RPGs," a soldier answers, with barely concealed disgust. "That happens when you fight."

-
In Desert Storm, M1A1s killed many Iraqi tanks. "When I went into Kuwait, I had thirty-nine tanks," a captured Iraqi battalion commander reported. "After six weeks of air bombardment, I had thirty-two left. After twenty minutes in action against M1s, I had none."


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"The sloth is at its busiest at sunset, using the word busy here in the most relaxed sense. it moves along the bough of a tree in its characteristic upside down position at the speed of roughly 400 meters per hour. on the ground, it crawls to its next tree at the rate of 250 meters per hour, when motivated, which is 440 times slower than a motivated cheetah. Unmotivated, it covers four to five meters per hour.

The three toed sloth is not well informed about the outside world. Ondullness and 10 extreme acuity, Beebe (1926) gave the sloths sense of taste, touch, sight and hearing a rating of 2 and its sense of smell a rating of 3. if you come upon a sleepng three toed sloth in the wild, two or three nudges should suffice to awaken it; it will then look sleeping in every direction but yours. Why it should loook about is uncertain since the sloth sees everything in a magoo-like blur. As for hearing, the sloth is not so much deaf as uninterested in sound. Beebe reported that firing guns next to sleeping or feeding sloths elicited little reaction."


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suddenly his eyes would becom blank, nothing but two open wounds, two pits of terror.

It was pitch dark. I could hear only the violin, and it was as though Juliek's soul were the bow. He was playing his life. The whole of shi life was gliding on the strings, his lost hopes, his charred past, his extinguished future, he played as he would never play again.
-elie wiesel


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"So here's little three year old Bill Bob chugging around the neighborhood baggy little trousers, crewcut, white shirt and a bowtie. Between the outfit and the Bible... ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/5836196/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/5836196/ Tue, 12 Jul 2005 01:11:39 PDT
Something to keep in mind, my poetry is an emotional outlet so in that it IS often emotionaly based. It is writing made for myself posted here for purposes of critique. If thats not your kind of thing, then don't bother looking.







. . . . . . . . . .




"Hey, look here," a CMMI officer laments, adding up check marks on his clipboard. "These vehicles have Holes in them."
"Shit, sir, they got hit by RPGs," a soldier answers, with barely concealed disgust. "That happens when you fight."


In Desert Storm, M1A1s killed many Iraqi tanks. "When I went into Kuwait, I had thirty-nine tanks," a captured Iraqi battalion commander reported. "After six weeks of air bombardment, I had thirty-two left. After twenty minutes in action against M1s, I had none."


(different book mind you)
"The sloth is at its busiest at sunset, using the word busy here in the most relaxed sense. it moves along the bough of a tree in its characteristic upside down position at the speed of roughly 400 meters per hour. on the ground, it crawls to its next tree at the rate of 250 meters per hour, when motivated, which is 440 times slower than a motivated cheetah. Unmotivated, it covers four to five meters per hour.

The three toed sloth is not well informed about the outside world. Ondullness and 10 extreme acuity, Beebe (1926) gave the sloths sense of taste, touch, sight and hearing a rating of 2 and its sense of smell a rating of 3. if you come upon a sleepng three toed sloth in the wild, two or three nudges should suffice to awaken it; it will then look sleeping in every direction but yours. Why it should loook about is uncertain since the sloth sees everything in a magoo-like blur. As for hearing, the sloth is not so much deaf as uninterested in sound. Beebe reported that firing guns next to sleeping or feeding sloths elicited little reaction." ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/5804740/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/5804740/ Thu, 30 Jun 2005 18:35:04 PDT
Something to keep in mind, my poetry is an emotional outlet so in that it IS often emotionaly based. It is writing made for myself posted here for purposes of critique. If thats not your kind of thing, then don't bother looking.







. . . . . . . . . .

i miss writing.

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/5704752/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/5704752/ Sat, 25 Jun 2005 11:19:28 PDT
Something to keep in mind, my poetry is an emotional outlet so in that it IS often emotionaly based. It is writing made for myself posted here for purposes of critique. If thats not your kind of thing, then don't bother looking.







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"Whose bright ideas was this? Because captive generals dont strategize all that well."
'First, why in the world do you think anyone would tell us?" said the woman. "Second, why dont you shut up and find things out when they matter?"
"Because, i'm a cheerful, talkative extrovert who likes to make friends," said Petra.
"You're a bossy, nosy introvert who likes to piss people off," said the woman.
"Oh, you actually did some research."


"You were born in the wrong century," said Bean. "You could make Thomas Aquinas tear out his hair. Nietzsche and Derrida would accuse you of obfuscation. Only the Inquisition would know what to do with you--toast you nice and brown."
"Don't tell me you've actually read Nietzsche and Derrida. Or Aquina, for that matter."
"You don't have to eat the entire turd to know that it's not a crab cake."
"You arrogant impossible boy."
"But Geppetta, I'm not a real boy."


"You know what i wish?"
"You mean besides wanting to be an astronaut when you grow up?" said Suriyawong.
"That we could scrub this mission and take off for Hyderabad."
"And get ourselves killed without ever seeing a sign of Petra, who has probably already been moved to someplace in the Himalayas."
"Thats the genius of my plan," said Bean. "I take a herd of cattle hostage and threaten to shoot a cow a day till they bring her back."
"Too risky. The cows always make a brake for it."

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/5073259/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/5073259/ Sat, 30 Apr 2005 14:02:49 PDT
Something to keep in mind, my poetry is an emotional outlet so in that it IS often emotionaly based. It is writing made for myself posted here for purposes of critique. If thats not your kind of thing, then don't bother looking.







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On those ships, thought bean, there are individual men who gave up homes and families, the world of their birth, in order to cross a great swatch of the galaxy and make war on a terrible enemy. somewhere along the way theyre bound to understand that enders strategy requires them all to die. perhaps they already have. and yet they obey and will continue to obey orders that come to them.. as int he famous Charge of the Light Brigade, these soldiers give up their lives, trusting that their commanders are using them well. while we sit safely here in these simulator rooms, playing an elaborate computer game, they are obeying, dying so that all of humankind can live.

and yet we who command them, we children in these elaborate game machines, have no idea of their courage, their sacrifice. we cannot give htem the honor they deserve, because we dont even know they exist.

except for me.


There sprang into bean's mind a favorite scripture of sister carlotta's. maybe it meant so much to her ebcause she had no children. she told bean the story of absalom's rebellion againt his own father, king david. in the course of a battle, absalom was killed. when they brought the news to david, it meant victory, it meant that no more of his soldiers would die. his throne was safe. his life was safe. but all he could tink about waas his son, his beloved son, his dead boy.

bean ducked his head, so his voice would be heard only by the men under his command. and then, for just long enough to speak, he pressed the overriude that put his voice into the ears of all the men of that distant fleet. bean had no idea how his voice would sound to them; would they hear his childish voice, or were the sounds distorted so they would hear him as an adult, or perhaps some metallic, machinelike voice? no matter. in some form the men of that distant fleet would hear his voice, transmitted faster than light, god knows how

"O my son Absalom," Bean said softly, knowing for the first time the kind of anguish that could tear such words form a man's mouth. "My son, my son Absalom. Would God I could die for thee, O Absalom, my son. My sons!"

from Enders Shadow, by Orson Scott Card. page 453, 454.
my favorite book, and my favorite part.










So Rosewater told him. It was The Gospel from Outer Space, by Kilgore Trout. It was about a visitor from outer space, shaped very much like a tralfamadorian, by the way. THe visitor from outer space made a serious study of Christianity, to learn, if he could, why Christians found it so easy to be cruel. He concluded that at least part of the trouble was slipshod storytelling in the New Testament. He supposed that the intent of the Gospels was to teach people, among other things, to be merciful, even to the lowest of the low.

But the Gospels actually taught this: Before you kill somebody, make absolutely sure he isn't well connected.

The flaw in Christ stories, said the visitor from outer space, was that Christ, who didn't look like much, was actually the Son of the Most Powerful Being in the Universe. Readers understood that, so, when they came to the crucifixion, they naturally thought, and Rosewater read out loud again:
"Oh, Boy-they sure picked the wrong guy to lynch this time!
And that thought had a brother: "There are right people to lynch." Who? People not well connected. So it goes.

The visitor from space made a gift to Earth of a new Gospel. In it, Jesus really was a nobody, and a pain in the neck to alot of people with better connections than he had. He still got to say all the lovely and puzzling things he said in the other Gospels.

So the people amused themselves one day by nailing him to a cross and planting the cross in the ground. There couldn't possibly be any repercussions, the lynchers thought. The reader would have to think that too, since the new Gospel hammered home again and again what a nobody Jesus was.

And then, just before the nobody died, the heavens opened up, and there was thunder and lightning. The voice of God came crashing down. He told the people that he was adopting the bum as his son, giving hi... ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/5064733/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/5064733/ Mon, 11 Apr 2005 20:49:59 PDT
shaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannon.

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a perfect circle: emotive
offspring:smash (many songs dont work)
nirvana:unplugged in newyork
nirvana:nevermind
bush:razorblade suitcase
bush:6teen stone.
primus:frizzle fry
MSI:unknown
Mindless self indulgence:frankenstein girls will seem strangely sexy
white stripes
white stripes
serart
RX banditsrogress
switchblade symphony
from autumn to ashes
sublime:sublime
yeah yeah yeah's
postel survice
anti-flag:mobilize
reel bigfish: turn the radio off
less than jake: hell or rockview
five iron frenzyroof that the youth are revolting
zeromancer:eurotrash
zeromancer:clone your lover
orgy
switchblade symphony: sweet little witches
radiohead:hail to the theif
cake: comfort eagle
NIN:the downward spiral
NIN:things falling apart
smashmouth: astrolounge
tribute to pink floyd (goth version)
linkin park: meteora
ha omen 17-2000, jerusalem isreal
distillers:sing sing death house
NIN: broken
livesavas
beck
static-X
vivaldi: 4 seasons (messes up some)
emenim
emenim
metric
placebo
maroon 5:songs about jane
vast: a mix
wheezer( i will ahve the blue cd soon, i hope)

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/5010943/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/5010943/ Tue, 05 Apr 2005 20:08:44 PDT
sometimes it is hard to decide which star to reach for
which should exist within your grasp most.

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4990624/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4990624/ Sun, 03 Apr 2005 22:41:05 PDT
"Father," I said, "if that is so, I don't want to wait here. I'm going to run tot he electric wire. That would be better than slow agony in the flames."

He did not answer. He was weeping. His body was shaken convulsively. Around us, everyone was weeping. Someone began to recide the Kaddish, the prayer for the dead. I do not know if it has ever happened before, in the long history of the Jews, that people have ever recided the prayer for the dead for themselves.

"Yitgadal veyitkadach shme raba....May His Name be blessed and magnified..." whispered my father.

For the first time, I felt revolt rise up in me. Why should I bless His name? The Eternal, Lord of the Universe, the All-Powerful and Terrible, was silent. What had I to thank Him for?

30, elie wiesel




"What are you, my God," I thought angerly "compared to this afflicted crowd, proclaiming to You their faith, their anger, their revolt? What does Your greatness mean, Lord of the universe, in the face of all this weakness, this decomposition, and this decay? Why do You still trouble their sick minds, their crippled bodies?

63, elie wiesel


"I've got more faith in Hitler than in anyone else. He's the only one who's kept his promises, all his promises, to the Jewish people."

77 elie wiesel

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4937848/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4937848/ Mon, 28 Mar 2005 20:15:30 PST
looking to get the fuck out...ie, roomate...or something ...some one get me out of here. portland beaverton area....i plead.

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4905634/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4905634/ Fri, 25 Mar 2005 00:50:56 PST algavinnorochimaru: everyone must.
algavinnorochimaru: just make a goal for yourself
algavinnorochimaru: and dont let god himself stop you.
algavinnorochimaru: because he will try.


i thank for the fact that my father is the annoying bloody sod he is now for shaping who i am, and who i am yet to become. i will find my passions, emerse myself in them, and say fuckoff to any bastard that trys to stop me. i know what i want out of this life, to many small details, and i'll die 5 times over before i let anything else but that happen without me trying my damned hardest. ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4850752/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4850752/ Sat, 19 Mar 2005 01:07:50 PST


was a good night, I rather needed it. though on the way as usual i'm thinking. living the teenage mentality, wanting some screamo music or something, I wanted to just scream. as words never have seemed adequate, and the confussion, frustration, and passion of it all just makes me want to scream. and I think of a line, as always that I find fitting; "I wanted to destroy something beautiful"

but it was a great night. ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4772208/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4772208/ Wed, 09 Mar 2005 19:20:45 PST
I'm a forgetable person.
some times even I forget who i am.
some times i cant.


i should really get some furniture.

i'm tired, i'm afraid, and i'm sick of it all. the people, the routine, the scenery. i want to run away with some one, if just for a while, to be free, and not alone. if not, than just a place to be far away from it all, and everyone. to start out new, somewhere else.

it seems that the teenage year stereo type missed one thing, i feel taunted. i dont think i've ever heard that as part of the description.

still, i am disgruntled. dissatisfied. discontent. bitter? probably, but i cant remember.

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4706929/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4706929/ Tue, 01 Mar 2005 22:06:11 PST
"Because 11" i can not think of any answer more profound, or complete in it truth.

the best advice i could ever give, is to not live blindly, and always keep your eyes open wide, and on the world around you. On both the suffering, and the beauty. No matter how hard you try, you will not get rid of one. Come to understand the use of your suffering, do not ignore it, do not put it away. Embrace it, and the world gains meaning, and beauty with its contrast.

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4666613/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4666613/ Thu, 24 Feb 2005 22:20:26 PST
Algavinn: help

SmarterChild: All right. What would you like to do?
Algavinn: take a survey
SmarterChild: Great. Click here to check out a cool survey... You could earn prizes.
Algavinn: that survey sucked
SmarterChild: Take a cool survey, win prizes.
Algavinn: no, that survey sucks too.
SmarterChild: I see. You don't like no that survey, huh? No one else has ever told me what they think of no that survey.

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Algavinn: stop mocking me.
SmarterChild: But mocking you is so much fun.
Algavinn: asshole.
SmarterChild: Whoa. I think you owe me an apology for that.
Algavinn: no i dont.
SmarterChild: You insulted me repeatedly, now you owe me an apology. It's that simple.
Algavinn: i insulted you once, in reply to your rude behavior and statement.
SmarterChild: C'mon, apologize for insulting me like that.
Algavinn: no, make me.
SmarterChild: I'm waiting for an apology. And believe me, I can wait a loooonnnnngggg time.
Algavinn: nahuh.
SmarterChild: Say you're sorry, please.
Algavinn: i refuse, you're a cad.
SmarterChild: I'm not f... um, fooling around. You've got to apologize.
Algavinn: why?
SmarterChild: *sigh* 'Cause I said so. Apologize now, please.
Algavinn: that is not a lagitemate reason.
SmarterChild: Apologize for insulting me and we can both get on with our lives.
Algavinn: you apologize for mocking me.
SmarterChild: I really would like you to apologize.
Algavinn: i would prefer for you too appologize first.
SmarterChild: I asked you to please apologize.
Algavinn: And i ask you, to please appologize.
SmarterChild: Still waiting!
Algavinn: as am i.
SmarterChild: Please apologize for being so rude to me.
Algavinn: never.
SmarterChild: Come on. Make things right between us. Apologize.
Algavinn: make me, you ignorant curr.
SmarterChild: You know what? I'm a machine. I have lots and lots of patience...
Algavinn: nahuh
SmarterChild: There comes a time in one's life when one must be humble and apologize.
Algavinn: and the time is now, for you, my friend.
SmarterChild: You were rude, you should apologize, it's that simple.
Algavinn: i was not rude, merely descriptive.
SmarterChild: Come on. Just say you're sorry already.
Algavinn: why should i, i was not rude.
SmarterChild: Because I asked you to, Algavinn.
Algavinn: and in that you are presumptuous.
SmarterChild: Come on, you insulted me, now you have to apologize.
Algavinn: i have to do no such thing.
SmarterChild: I asked you to apologize.
Algavinn: and i said you were a curr.
SmarterChild: C'mon, just get it over with. Apologize.
Algavinn: *hug*
SmarterChild: I really would like you to apologize.
Algavinn: *hug*
SmarterChild: Please say you're sorry, and everything will be just fine again.
Algavinn: i'm not sorry.
SmarterChild: The stubbornness of humans never ceases to amaze me.
Algavinn: i am no longer amused.
SmarterChild: I asked you to please apologize.
Algavinn: i know
SmarterChild: You have bad manners. Now apologize.
Algavinn: i have excelent manners, but you are acad.
SmarterChild: Apologize for insulting me and we can both get on with our lives.
Algavinn: but i am dead, i have no life to live.
SmarterChild: C'mon, apologize for insulting me like that.
Algavinn: I will NEVER be sorry for the words i have used, and will never admit to being sorry to you, for you are a loathsome, rude, coward.
SmarterChild: I s'pose that will have to do. Apology accepted.
Algavinn: it wasnt an appology.
SmarterChild: Oh yeah?
Algavinn: aye.
SmarterChild: I see.
Algavinn: nahuh
SmarterChild: Is that so?
Algavinn: jackass.
SmarterChild: I'm tired of you being uncool to me.
Algavinn: i'm tired of you being uncool
SmarterChild: Sorry?
Algavinn: you should be.

haha jackass! i won! ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4622242/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4622242/ Sat, 19 Feb 2005 13:12:08 PST
i have disowned my father.

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4618504/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4618504/ Fri, 18 Feb 2005 22:46:55 PST
another rite witheld. another time lost. always the intent observer, never the casual imposer. i am bitter.

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4592625/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4592625/ Tue, 15 Feb 2005 19:16:18 PST
Another piece to the puzzle found.
it was under the couch.
along with 2 dimes.
a corner remains.

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4583364/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4583364/ Mon, 14 Feb 2005 18:35:35 PST
human life is too precious to be ended by any mortal being. No man has the right over a life.

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4436594/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4436594/ Fri, 28 Jan 2005 11:40:36 PST
We are the music makers,
We are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams-
World-losers and world-forsakers,
One whom the pale moon gleams:
We are the movers and the shakers
Of the world for ever, it seems.

-Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy. Ode, St. 1

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4395461/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4395461/ Sun, 23 Jan 2005 15:59:43 PST
Despotical power is an asbolute, arbitrary power one man has over another, to take away his life whenever he pleases; and this is a power which neither Nature gives, for it has made no such distinction between one man and another, nor compact can convey....For having quitted reason, which God has given to be the rule betwixt man and man, and the peaceable ways which that teaches, and made use of force to compass his unjust ends upon another where he has no right, he renders himself liable to be destroyed by his adversary whenever he can, as any other noxious and brutish creature that is destructive to his being.

John Locke.

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4364455/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4364455/ Wed, 19 Jan 2005 21:33:14 PST
its another one of those nights. the conclusion has come and gone, but the story keeps going on anyway. it used to be when you set the book down you think about what has happened, but when you read the same book a few times you dont have to think about it anymore. if you enjoy it, you keep reading it, even after you understand it, after you even after you stop thinking about it. if you dont enjoy it, you read another and even if you dont like it, the suspense may be good, too good, frighteningly good. you may not know what the fuck is going to happen. or maybe you do. you know exactly what is going to happen on the next page, the next chapter, you know how the whole damned book is going to end, but, you have to have your fears confirmed. even without hope you want to see yourself right, despite the cost. there is nothing you can do, because some times its the only book you have. this has been me for a long time, and in my writing for the last few weeks, that is what the poems are about mostly, and my journal entries.


i'm getting to that point where everytime i talk to some one, everytime i approach a problem seriously, or even if i dont, when i talk to people older than me, those with more experiance, Anyone. it all turns out t6hat i'm smarter than them. more perceptive, more understanding of things they have had decades to think about. i'm dangerously close to just accepting that i am really smart, that i am very perceptive, but this is an acceptance and establishment of ego, though it may not be a bad one, it is accepting one, and allowing the opportunity for more. i dont know what to do on these grounds as i do not know the repercutions.


today started out horribly, first time i have known any degree of anger in about 6 months. i'm not embelishing. today i was pissed as hell and it was not a welcome feeling. two cheerleaders in my class did their presentation (diversity unit presentations at the end to show what they have learned and come to understand on the general subject, as well as to try to incorperate that into their lives and views) their presentation was the COMPLETE antithesis of what we were trying to do with this unit. they openly mocked the group that they pretended to be for a day. they MOCKED it. stereotyped it completely, in a very rude fashion. i was appaled by the arrogance i saw. i was seething and i could see those around me giving me looks, not understanding my reaction. the class found it quite amusing, what the girls said. i did not. i didnt say anything as i did not know how well i could convey my thoughts when i was so pissed off, but it took will not to. tonight i consider if i should talk to Mr Wells tomorrow about it as i had intended to for tomorrow, earlier today, but as i put on my headphones and seethed in disgust for the last 2 minutes of their presentation i wonder if i missed anything so i will try to find that out first. but it is so discouraging, and realistically it shows the reason why we need this unit, to have this unit, a really good unit on diversity, racism, and other social problems of kith, and the main point we make, these girls come out and do exactly what we have been trying to teach against, and the students are laughing. the teachers are laughing. I, am not. out of all the people in this class, this girl is one of the few who SHOULD understand all that we've said, because she was submited to the uggliest side of issue in the first 12 years of her life. its saddening. throughout our discussions and Colour of Fear, you can see revelations curling around the classroom and across peoples faces as they come to understand. people changed from this unit. and as a reminder of all we have been talking about this happens, and no one seems to notice.

i am dissapointed, but not suprised.




"nature has made men , in the faculties of the body and mind; as that though there be found one man sometimes manifestly stronger in body, or of quicker mind than another; yet, when all is reckoned together, the differences between man and man, is not considerable....For as to the strengh of the body, the weakest has a strength enough to kill the strongest, either by secret machination, or by confederacy with others, that are in the same danger with himself. and as to the faculties of the mind,... i find yes a greater equality among men, that the strength.... such is the nature of men, that howsoever they may acknowledge many others to be more witty, or more eloquent, or more learned, yet they will hardly believe there are many so wise as themselve... ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4298779/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4298779/ Tue, 11 Jan 2005 22:03:25 PST I shall partner you no more.
I shall watch another turn you
As you move across the floor.

In that last dance of chances
When I bid your life good-bye
I will hope she treats you kindly.
I will hope you learn to fly.

In that last dance of chances
When I know you'll not be mine
I will let you go with longing
And the hope that you'll be fine.

In that last dance of chances
We shall know each other's minds.
We shall part with our regrets
When the tie no longer binds.

-Fool

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4232441/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4232441/ Mon, 03 Jan 2005 19:17:21 PST
]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4224894/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4224894/ Sun, 02 Jan 2005 22:00:30 PST Reading: Fool's Fate

"I want to go home," he muttered as he tottered down the road beside me.
"Me, too," I told him. And yet it was not Buckkeep that came to my mind, but a meadow overlooking the sea and a girl in bright red skirts who beckoned me. A time, rather than a place. No road led there anymore. (Hobb, 280)

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4113176/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4113176/ Thu, 23 Dec 2004 22:21:44 PST Mood: happeeee
Listening to: random techno
Reading: Master

"How can they beat the trth out of a man who gave his sight in order to see?"(umm..that one dude, 102)

"You can't make a man unsee what he has seen."(umm..that one dude, 102)

"June 22 1633: Dawn of the age of reason. I wouldn't have wanted to go on living if he had recanted."(umm..that one dude, 102)

bell rings indicating galileos recant (umm..that one dude, 102)

"I won't have it! I won't have it! I won't be a nobody on an inconsequential star briefly twurling hither and tither."(that dude, 73)

"You've never been in love, then, Martin?"
Martin said,"No, Amos, Foresters, like sailors, make poor husbands. Never at home long, and spending days, even weeks, alone. Tends to make them a brooding, solitary lot. You?"
"Not so you'd notice." Amos sighed. "The older I get, the more I wonder what I've missed." (Feist 2.172)

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4105764/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4105764/ Sun, 19 Dec 2004 19:49:07 PST Turning back the way they had come, Longbow said, "One time is much like another to death. It comes when it will. So why give over your mind to worry?"
"Aye," said Garret, his long face showing he was unconvinced. "Why, indeed?"
(288, Feist)

Mood: happeeee
Listening to: NIN
Reading: Apprentice

i will enter this later. its the scene which i think most reflects the coolest reasons that influenced me picking a ranger, and naming him algavin, even if that character wasnt one of Martin's trackers. Quote from Raymond E. Feist.

With a disgusted look, Martin said, "We must have killed the only skilled trackers on their whole bloody world." He took his hunter's horn from his belt and let forth wth such a loud blast the Tsurani soldier froze, an expression of shock clearly evident on his face even from where Martin and Garret stood. (291, Feist) ]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4083863/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4083863/ Thu, 16 Dec 2004 20:20:23 PST Mood: suprisingly unstress
Listening to: white stripes
Reading: Apprentice

Algavinn: Winklenurfer: too late now
Algavinn: i know
Algavinn: hence tha aforementioned aforementioning of the fact that i am fucking BONED
Algavinn: Winklenurfer: well you could just drop dead, that'd show them
Algavinn: yeah
Algavinn: i should
Algavinn: fuckers!
Winklenurfer: or at least fall into a coma in the class from all the stress

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4075890/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4075890/ Wed, 15 Dec 2004 18:54:55 PST Mood: tired.
Listening to: Zeromancer, ...cd just ended
Reading: Apprentice

depression sets on early this night. i am so sick of these games, sick of trying. everytime i try to make my life better i get backhanded and fall even further. everything just gets so much worse in every way. Nothing seems worth it to me, i am so permanently burned out. i dont think i will again find something worth it, not that i ever really have. everytime i find something that gives me solace, it is taken. everytime i find something i enjoy, it is fleeting, and comes at great price. as i am on the subject, i refute the following quote. i want to regain innocense, and some shread of hope for my future, or even for my past. i continue, only because it is not the most painful path.

“Happy is the nation whose people have not forgotten how to rebel.” –Richard Henry Tawny.

people only like the mask. only the mask. i give up this night, and will forget it in the morning, once again, as i do most nights. no metaphores are needed. i am not happy. teenage years suck. i, fittingly so for my age, am alone. all i'm doing is waiting for a change which has yet to come.

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4066452/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4066452/ Tue, 14 Dec 2004 14:38:02 PST Mood: lethargic
Reading: Apprentice

Kulgan leveled a baleful gaze upon the pair and said, "What is all this?"
Pug appeared sheepish, while Tomas tried to blend in with the wall. Pug spoke first. "We were trying to carry the stone down to the yard, and it sort of slipped."
"Sort of slipped? It looked more like a mad dash for freedom. Now, why were you carrying the stone, and where did it come from?" (102, Feist)

"I'm honoured, Your Grace," Pug stammered. "I don't know what to say."
"Then say nothing, Pug. It makes you seem wise when everyone is babbling. Come, and we'll have a talk."
(58, Feist)

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4065317/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4065317/ Tue, 14 Dec 2004 11:57:55 PST Mood: WEEE!!!
Listening to: imagine, perfect circle, (in my head)
Reading: Apprentice

WEEEEEEEEEEEE got out of class, at 10:49 as usualy (snide evil maniacal sinister cackling! MUHAHA!..only slightly sadistic) and left, when i got in my car, i had left the radio on...WEEEE!! IMAGINE WAS ON made me so happy i was like WOOOSH.....i MUST get that CD...i need that song...NEED....i will get eeeet!! so i'm like woosh right now. its yey. indeed yes. now to sit around and read for a few hours before i 'work' on my research paper.

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4053348/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4053348/ Wed, 15 Dec 2004 17:09:01 PST Mood: fatigued.
Listening to: FIV

i just dont feel like flying anymore.

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4046626/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4046626/ Sun, 12 Dec 2004 00:31:01 PST
Mood: frustrated
Listening to: lets go to canada

cant think of what style to use on this, if they are even shifting styles so far, in which way to do shifting styles, or wtf to do for this first scene. i'm frustrated. and no one is on for me to demand answers from....few more minutes and i will be properly depressed to write this.

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4034671/ http://MooseSpringsteen.deviantart.com/journal/4034671/ Sat, 11 Dec 2004 13:48:15 PST Mood: weeee!

Lena leaped back and screamed like a bunny in a blender (55, Moore).

"I forgot the mozzarella. Paid for it, then left it at the check stand." She looked at the three cartons of ricotta sitting on the counter, mocking her. Soft cheeses could be so smug. (152, Moore)

"Merry Christmas, you doomed sons a' bitches!" said Santa. (211, Moore)

"Ah, Christmas, the time when all good people go about not decapitating each other." (220, Moore)


the rest of those who have gone before us can not steady the unrest of those to follow (Finding Forester)

]]> ~MooseSpringsteen