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To me this is an acknowledgement that someday, whether it be tomorrow or 100000 years from now we will no longer exist, it’s an ode to our own demise. Knowing that let’s share with one another, the things we value, the things that we dream about. This is also for our clones, so they can learn how to be more like us. --Blackmon
Yet another in a long list of female friends has asked me way men can’t commit. So I am gonna lay this out one good time, so if I am ever asked again I can kindly refer the young lady to anygivensomeday.blogspot.com.
In short, the answer to the question is simple. From birth men are thought to hunt. We are told the world and everything in it is yours to conquer including women. My son, you have been craved in the image of you father and of his father and so on and so forth to God. We (men) all believe we are reflections of God himself.
When a man or boy comes home, to his family the first question after, “How have you been?” is “How have the girls been treatin you?”. This is asked not only by the men in his life but by the women as well. Mothers and Fathers instill this within there sons. Extended commitment can rarely be given until a man in his heart feels he has conquered as much as he can. Honestly, I believe no man can ever be fully satisfied with himself; he knows there is always more out there.
Now, to the lie. Women are told, encouraged and pushed onto this ideal that they must find a partner at all cost. My daughter, you are but a half you must find he who completes you. Don’t let him go. Like him, then love him and by no mean let him go. Commitment has always been in baby girls mind, but why? Simple, mothers are simply reverberating what they have always been told. Fathers, and this is the far more interestingly, know, they know what they have been told and what they told their sons and they know the hunter is out their and it would pain them to see their daughter be but a conquest.
I am sorry my girl, for I to shall lie to you.
So for the first time in a long time I got caught up in a lie. Nothing big, a no harm no foul type of thing. Instead of riding out the lie to the end I decided to fess up and own the lie.
Now, let ask the question, why do we lie and is it justified?
Personally, (I say this because I haven’t done the scholarship on the matter) I lie for both necessity and for shits and giggles. Often times I find that a given situation warrents a manipulation of the truth. You know one has to spare feelings from time to time. I am not speaking of telling someone they look nice when they don’t, that just pretentious bullshit. I am speaking of the situation when a simply lie can be the difference between crushing someone puny world and keep them floating. Other times, a few lies can keep me in good spirits as I watch peoples heads explode.
Controlling your life is key to you survival. Lying is one of those tools that we can use to do this. We all seem to operate on an individual basis, thus there crucial tools of manipulation become vital. But is this justified? I’d say only when it serves to your advantage. Is that morally right, no of course not, but one owes it to ones self to operate in his or her best interest right?
What are we, what is our generation? No great war, just a shameful one. How will we be remembered by our children’s children? No great depression. Only a credit crisis/house crunch/bank failure. This belongs more so to our parent than to us. I’m speaking of what Wikipedia defines as the Millennials born between 1982 and 1994. More directly I’m speaking of what Wiki calls the Echo Boomers, my generation, born from 1987-1994. We are embedded with technology. Most of us have no memory of the Cold War. We came of age in the new millennium, but inherited the problems created by our forefathers; a planet that fucked, an economy that’s fucked, a government that fucked and most of all a society that sold its soul long ago. With that I wonder, what will be our legacy, who will be our hero’s, what will write our songs and poems, our great movies, what will be our great contribution. Or shall we become the new silent generation, worst still will we have a chance to do anything at all.
"And I’m thinking, this guy’s really bold, he doesn’t even know what I’m going to do, he doesn’t know what my plans are. And he’s praying not “oh Lord if it be your will may she become governor,” no, he just prayed for it. He said “Lord make a way and let her do this next step. And that’s exactly what happened.”
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others works, (Rant, Fight Club, Survivor and Lullaby). He in my opinion is one of the best authors of the last fifty years, (not that a read to fuckin much or anything), but Palahniuk’s use of dark profane and often obscene humor reflect the underlying perversity of what our culture values. SO if Choke is of the same caliber of any of the other pieces, no one will the theater disappointed.
Many ponder in this day in age why do I smoke Black and Milds? Why, Chuck why oh why are you killing yourself? My first response, typically is, I'm not trying to live forever. How ever it much deeper than that, for 60-75 cents I can at once take the edge off a day most often filled with trivial bullshit. For the 15-20 minutes I inhale that smoke I am at peace, I mediate and become closer to God, I think. The way I see it the three leading causes of death for Blacks in
Munich has officially taken the wraps off of a new design study called the GINA Light Visionary Model, a creation BMW says shouldn't be thought of as "just another concept car," but rather "a whole new approach to automotive design."
With its GINA (Geometry and Functions In "N" Adaptions) model, BMW set out to explore the creative freedom that might be offered with future cars while using a traditional front-mounted eight-cylinder engine and rear-drive platform. The surface of the concept features a new fabric material that BMW says is highly resistant to expansion, durable, and flexible. Underneath the covering material is a light aluminum subframe that is moveable via electric and hydraulic controls, allowing the surface itself to be reshaped according to the owner's desire. The usual elements of production cars -- doors, wheel arches, a trunk lid, engine hood, and roof -- are not present in the conventional sense. Rather, the body consists of just four components: a front panel that leads to the edge of the windscreen, two side panels (one on each side of the car), and a rear deck panel.
This is called “Always to Dust” by Philly based artist AJ Fosik. I don’t pretend to know anything about art but I know dope when I see it. Fosik’s wooden animal sculptures definitely spark interests by taking familiar symbols and giving them a new intensity.