plumjuice.

here's my view from the smokers' bench!

threequarters.

i have a good 45 minutes of free time between classes right now, so i figured it'd be a great chance to write. first of all, here is my view right now:

dearwifey.

hey babycakes-

thebatmanparttwo.

"when a forest grows too wild, a purging fire is inevitable and natural."

i think this accurately portrays our pursuit of the american dream, and it's crazy seeing how consuming it is. man, i'm so guilty of looking at the rich and famous and wondering wat they did right in a past life. :b we're all seeking attention and we're willing to set pretty much anything on fire if it'll help our faces get recognized. i'm not pro-socialism, but i love the idea of everyone sharing everything so that there "are no needy people among us." dude, can you imagine if we actually lived like that? always being financially secure, never living in excess, tending to the orphans and widows, focusing on the things that both maintain and promote humanity. such a wild concept, but how far fetched is it really? it would require total, complete, no-exception interdependence between every single person within the community. it could start small, and grow bigger and bigger and it would become such an attractive way of life and i'm getting all excited thinking about it. :]

thebatmanpartone.

"you traveled the world. now you must journey inwards, to wat you really fear: it's inside you; there's no turning back. your parents death was not your fault. your training is nothing. the will is everything. if you make yourself more than just a man, if you devote yourself to an ideal, you become something else entirely. are you ready to begin?"

i've never gone the party, drug, or sex route, but i've had my fair share of false contentment, searching for things to give me purpose and happiness and strength and satisfaction. i've looked outward, thinking a relationship would fill my heart. i've turned to pity, feeding off the compassion and hospitality of others. i've tried the god route, praying that he would help me in times of need and leave me alone the rest of the time. nothing ever gave me a satisfying sense of fulfillment. so i turned inward, to myself, to my own strength. i starved myself of any outside influence, depending on the sand that i built my confidence on. i've searched out placebos, with no gains, but with a will like no other.

worthwhile.

"Do yourself a favor, and join me in a wedge salad."

pointless.

"i don't speak german, but i can if you'd like." that probably means something dirty. hmm.

if you're not one already, do you ever wonder wat kind of parent you'll be someday? the things you'll say, the things you'll spend your time on, the line where can no longer love your children... well that's a happy thought, let's start over. :] i've always flirted with this idea that i would starve my children of things like video games, television, and anything else that i don't personally find of value to society. i want my child to be surrounded by endless opportunities to grow, to find knowledge, to experience the world. but then msn presented me with an interesting video a few months ago. of course i can't find it now--cause that would be way too easy--but it talked about how parents need to let their children play, that schools must keep recess as a staple item in early education. why? well it's pointless, really.

the point of play is that it's pointless.