Life is pretty nuts. If you just consider what’s happening, what’s going on here… this shit is WILD. I think that’s what most excites and frustrates me about being alive – the possibilities are endless and yet we engage in systemized dogshit whirlpools of offensive stupidity. Like, it’s offensive how stupid we are. But we’re also awesome. Take… More A Blog About Why I Don’t “Get It.” Alternate Title: Wow. Tertiary Title: Brains of Steel
It’s funny. I wrote this whole thing about letting myself be authentic and how that enables me to be drawn to my purpose. If I’m real enough with myself, I don’t need to find my calling, it just happens. I do it. So I wrote that and then, for all of the two weeks since then, I’ve… More My Monthly Mid-life Crisis
Be yourself, right? That’s what people say. I like this one because it’s so damn cliche it’s hard to access on a personal level. When people say “Be yourself!” my reaction tends to be like, “Yea, thanks. Not possible to be anything else. Beat it, hippie.” But once you feel what it means to be… More Finding Authenticity: A Guide to Dopeness
AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! Haha, so what’s the point? I mean, I really wonder a lot about that. Not like, “What’s the point of going on anymore?” I’m past that. It’s more like, “What’s the point of getting so worked up about stuff and things?” Caring is one thing. Being a freakazoid spaz-face is another. Facebook is fucking… More Blitzkrieg Blabber Post
My voice. My own fucking voice. Well, who knows? That one fret on that one string of that one guitar effects a certain note, but we wouldn’t say that fret has its own voice. That one key thingy on that one clarinet doesn’t have its own voice. The instrument is the voice. So what frickin… More Frank’s Log III
What the fruitcup is CoolRight? CoolRight is an uncreative compound word I just created to convey the survival-instinct-like urge that motivates you to act with the goal of being cool or right. The reason I’ve linked the two into one concept is I think they really are the same thing. Being “cool” is like being… More CoolRight – The Root of All Evil
At the beginning of Spring I went puddle-jumping. I don’t mean that I took several short flights on small aircraft. I mean I went around jumping, with my feet, in puddles of water. Gosh, what joy. The air was not crisp. It may have felt crisp to someone coming from humid high temps, but to… More Poop-Soup Throne – A short story
In a recent post I entered a wrestling match with vanity. There was no victor. Vanity is strange, because while the word conjures up a distinct state of constant self-assessment in regards to our outward appearances, it could potentially weigh constantly on our relations to others in myriad ways. Vanity also raises a lot of… More More Thoughts on Vanity, and the Genuineness of Character
In a recent post I entered a wrestling match with vanity. There was no victor. Vanity is strange, because while the word conjures up a distinct state of constant self-assessment in regards to our outward appearances, it could potentially weigh constantly on our relations to others in myriad ways. Vanity also raises a lot of… More More Thoughts on Vanity, and the Genuineness of Character
