Putting books in their proper place

I found this beautiful, uplifting video on youtube. They couldn't have used a better analogy and the piano score is lovely.

Open your mind, but not so much so that ideas pass straight through it.

Q: Why are there jerks and assholes?

Because they know that to be otherwise is to get stepped on -- to be used and disposed of.

We like to think that if we gave our hearts out and worked hard for people, gave away our extra time to finish a job or furnish the details, we'd get rewarded for it. Slaving away behind the scenes in the vain hope that we'll be appreciated. That's what happens in fiction.. the good always get rewarded in some way, shape or form.

The reality is that there are a lot more selfish than selfless people than we'd like to think this world breeds.

Yes, doing good deeds can make you feel good on the inside but it can be hard to consistently find that inherent and intangible reward in the good act itself.. especially if it flies under the radar too many times. In this day and age not a lot of people care about anyone other than themselves, or whoever's pants they're trying to get into or whoever can help them up the social ladder.

Maybe some people choose to be a dickhead because they'd rather work and help themselves -- where they'll definitely feel the benefit through self-reward -- than work for others who will probably acknowledge and/or appreciate them.. or probably not.

I was born in a pirate ship

"Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, only a signal shown, and a distant voice in the darkness; So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence."

- Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth

Water, water everywhere

and not a drop to drink

Falling into old habits

I've been tempted here and there, but lately I haven't been so noble as to refuse them.
A little dropping of my guard, and a little curiosity before it consumed me.

I'm the son of rage and love

The Jesus of Suburbia.

I love concept albums. Albums where all the songs in it are "unified by a theme" and when listened to, progressively tells a story.

I didn't know there was actually a name for it. Now that I've found the name I can express my endearment toward it even more so.

I like mindless dance music and infectious pop songs every now and then, but to a much greater extent, I like songs that actually mean something.

Green Day's American Idiot -- it encompasses a story which explores the theme of rage vs. love as illustrated by the bleeding heart-shaped grenade on the album cover.

And my other favourite rock band in my early adolescent years, My Chemical Romance, also wrote a concept album: The Black Parade

Wiki: "It is a rock opera centering on a dying character with cancer known as 'The Patient'. The album tells the story of his apparent death, experiences in the afterlife, and subsequent reflection on his life."

Concept albums make the music so much more interesting. They're like films, but without visuals. By utilising the wonders of your imaginative juices, you become the director of these stories.

Seeing as Hollywood's running out of original movie ideas and they've turned to adapting popular fiction into film, maybe they'll adapt concept albums next? I'm eager for that to happen.

Easy come, easy go

Little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows,
doesn't really matter to me.

If he leaves her for you, what's to say he won't leave you for another "her"?

Easy come, easy go,

will you let me go?

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Oh man oh man ohman ohmanohmanomanomannnnnnn I cannot wait until I turn 18.

I can buy anything in any store (hehe). Go to clubs and bars. Book apartments. Go on ROAD TRIPS. Go to strip clubs (lol jk.... I'd go to a male version of it. Okay no, I'm kidding about the whole strip club thing. Actually I'm down for most things once, just sayin'). I know some people say these privileges are overrated but WHATEVER

I still want to check them out for myself!

Being 18 is the onset of the prime moments of your life. The moments you'll remember forever. You'll be 40 and say to yourself, "ah, I remember when I was 20. Young, and had my whole life in front of me. I was quite the wild cat back then."

In those moments, you're still young and it's better than being 16 or 17 because you've overcome puberty and your teenage angst (most of it hopefully).

I want to write a letter to the future Patricia, aged 30 like in "How I Met Your Mother". I should say what I imagined she would be doing. And I'd say I hope she was happy with her life.

That'll be interesting as.