I suppose that’s what I’m literally doing in this post, writing about nothing. The nothing on the paper, the nothing in our minds. Paper can unlock a vast world of imagination, yet we can never open ourselves to this paper… sounds odd doesn’t it? It’s only in writing about nothing do we find the something we wanted to write about, so as opposed to Rush’s philosophy, we do get something from nothing.

This universal something is an amazing specticle, for it is completely our own, it wasn’t shaped or formed by anyone else. In that sense, we have become the paper and the paper has become us. The paper is an archetype for ourselves, when we see the blank piece of paper brimming with possibilities, sometimes it’s too much for us to handle and we let go of our thoughts and just write some dribble that is needed for a class, but when we let go and just write, the paper and ourselves are given life.

So when you see the blank sheet of paper, don’t see a sheet of paper, see yourself as you want yourself to be. See an infinite nothing, and form it into something, the something of yourself.

Thanks for listening.
“We’re all puppets, I’m just a puppet who can see the strings.”

I think that we, as people, like to worship celebrities… why? Because we’re idiots! Shows like Entertainment Tonight and magazines that feature “Celebrity Gossip” NEED TO DIE! There is no point in them, and they make people stupider and stupider(yes, stupider). Remember back long ago when that Heath Ledger person died? Yeah, that was annoying and no one talks about it anymore. Remember when Nicole Whats-her-face died? That’s right, you don’t! That’s all the “news” talked about for a freaking month and now no one remembers it… maybe we should stick to important stories that have an effect on your daily life.

Does anyone know why celebrity gossip is so famous, because I don’t… I don’t pay attention to it, I don’t even watch television that often(the only time the television is on in my house is when someone else is watching it, I’m playing video games, or it’s on the news for backgrounds noise while I read). I guess celebrity worship is how the proletariat gets through their miserable lives, maybe when they see a star go through a bad time it tells them maybe they too can be famous. Again, I seriously don’t understand, but what I do know is that people who read these magazines and watch these shows are usually the idiots who listen to rap and what shows on MTV. Maybe they even watch Flavour of Love! *sarcasm* I love that show, *sarcasm* I’m trying to figure out why people watch that too, it’s another form of celebrity worship.

For all of you who love to read celebrity gossip magazines, listen to rap, and watch shows on MTV, please do humanity a favour and kill yourself. Thanks!

“We have no past, no future. And even if we did, it wouldn’t truly be ours.”

First off, I am not that bad of a person, but I do find some things stupid, so if I insult you or your beliefs, I don’t care. Well, we had a speaker come to school today to tell us about the Columbine shootings that occurred on April 20th, 1999, that day before my 8th birthday. I actually didn’t know what had happened at the time, my mom was telling me that my Aunt Cindy(who lived in Colorado) was really scared and everything(though my cousin’s didn’t go to Columbine) . I really didn’t pay much attention though, because it was close to my birthday and like every seven-year-old, all I cared about was what I was getting. We still lived in Barboursville at the time.

Anyways, the speaker cam in and told us about a person named Rachel Scott, who was one of the victims of the shooting, and about her beliefs and ideals. She was a very idealistic person who believed in love and compassion and everything good in the world. She kept a journal, she was nice to people, and she wanted to change the world. Well, first off, not to be mean, the only reason we know about her beliefs is because of the fact that she died, and the only reason we’re listening to them is because the shootings happened. I don’t like that things are like that, but i’s true, before we prevent something from happening, it has to already happen.

They wanted us to make three promises:

1. Eliminate Prejudice, be good to people for who they are.
2. Dare to Dream, set clear goals and write them down.
3. Choose Good Influences, don’t surround yourself with violence.
4. Use Kind Words, one good deed can make a huge impact.
5. Stat a Chain Reaction, do good deeds, keep a journal, and be a good person, you never know who it could influence.

These are good things to be involved in, but not everyone can do it. I’m sorry it’s just human nature, though I think it is a good thing for them to try and influence as many people as they can. The thing about keeping the journal, I could never do, unless you can consider this blog a journal. I did enjoy the presentation, it was sad that this happened, and I hope that nothing like this will ever occur again, though in all likelihood, it will. I did like the whole thing they did at the end with the picture and the whole “prophesy” thing, it was enjoyable how things like that happen.

All-in-all, I found the assembly to be a life changing experience, and I think people should follow these promises as closely as they should follow the Ten Commandments or any other set of religious code.

My next topic is on the most influential people in my life… this one is kind of hard because I have a really bad memory.

1. My father; he is only an influence because he has taught me how not to act, he did(may still do) drugs, doesn’t pay child support, and left me and my mom to live in poverty when I was about two.
2. Bob Butterfield; he was my mom’s fiancee for about six years, and the closest thing I’ve had to a loving father. Though he could be a little strict, he always looked out for me and had my best interests in mind.
3. My maternal grandfather; He is one of the most intelligent people in our family(actually our whole family is smart, they just suffer from the same problem I suffer from: laziness) and also he’s one of only three people in my immediate family to have a college degree(second was my cousin Jared, third was my mom).
4. My cousin Justin; Me and him were best friends from the time I was four till the time I was thirteen, then he moved. Though he was six years older than me, he would always ask me to come over and we would play. He also protected me many times.
5. Mr. Lilly(for lack of a final person to think of, plus he is a pretty cool guy); He’s one of the best teachers I’ve had, and he’s one of the only teachers I can talk to about basically anything. He talks about the way he acted in high school, and it kind of reminds me of me… strangely enough he’s a teacher… and that’s one of the professions I was thinking of going into. Creepy.

Until later– “There’s no turning back now that you opened up to your mind.”(Hahaha, Mr. Lilly!)

When I was in fourth grade, my mom told me we had to move away(I had started to get bad grades and my teacher was an absolute witch, plus my mom had a new boyfriend who lived in Charleston and had gotten and better job[I forget which job it was, but she later went back to college]). I remember the last day I had at school was both my best and worst day there.

It was the best in the sense that I was a completely obnoxious. I did nothing the teacher told me to do and I got revenge for the all the things people had done to me in the course of that year. It was also good because I knew that whatever happened, I would survive that day unhurt and innocent. My mom picked me up and had all my things in this trunk of mine. The story behind this trunk is kind of funny because when I was four, I found it in my bedroom and thought it was a coffin. I figured my mom had given it to me to tell me that our family was a family of vampires and that I was now old enough to join them. Well, I was wrong and my mom and step-dad laughed at this for the longest time.

It was the worst day because I had to say goodbye to all of my(at the time) friends and move to Charleston. I was not a fan of Charleston when I got there, I had no friends and didn’t really make any(at Dunbar anyways). I despised that school, and I would have preferred to have that witch of a teacher instead of being at a school full of idiots and the culturally inept. That year, I became very introverted and became more isolated from the world… I really didn’t care if I had friends anymore. I still that way today, except to a lesser extent.

Then, I went to John Adams, which had just at the time became a Middle School, during my sixth grade year, I was… odd… I didn’t fit in and tried my best not to. Halfway through that year, I became more normal and started to get some friends, whom I still consider friends today. My seventh and eigth grade years were pretty normal and boring. My high school years I will save for when I have finished high school.

“We have no past, no future. And even if we did, it wouldn’t truly be ours.”

The thing is, with abortion, I believe they have the right to chose… If a person cannot take care of a child, they shouldn’t be allowed to have one; if a person is going to die, they shouldn’t have a child; If a person was raped, it should be their choice if they keep the child or not. I don’t care if it’s against a religion or not… religion should never interfere with something life-threatening. I’m not saying that it’s bad to have a religion(I’m somewhat religious myself, but I won’t say which over the internet), but don’t use religion as an excuse to persecute people or make their lives bad or even kill them.

The thing with homosexuality, I believe, is that some people don’t want to be, but events have happened in their lives to make them that way. I think that no one would choose to be that way… considering all the torment they have to go through. Also, some homosexuals want to have children, if they wanted to have children, why would they not be heterosexual? The answer is because they have no choice… It’s not their fault their that way, but you shouldn’t persecute them for the way they think and act and believe.

I think that if we could stop being ignorant and accept people for who they are, we Americans would not have to deal with the 2.3 million deaths caused by violence and hate here in the United States. I can’t believe that people here in America are so hateful, we need to deal with this before we start to get into any wars or anything. I also just found out that many prisoners are getting put on parole just because the prisons are running out of money(because there are so many people in them). I don’t care about the living conditions of prison inmates, I just don’t want them out until they’ve served their sentence.

Oh, well, I don’t think anyone will care about what I’ve said… So what. I think some people should think before they act and try not to use religion or economy as a shield for their own personal beliefs.

“We have no past, no future. And even if we did, it wouldn’t truly be ours.”

Anyways the reason I’m posting this is to find out why people have become so fickle, they hate something if it changes just a little bit. People hated Van Halen after David Lee Roth left, and I thought they sounded pretty good still. People whined when Link was cell-shaded in Windwaker, but I loved that game, even more than Ocarina of Time… I dunno, I may just be a weird person. It may just be because I like what most people don’t like because I hate conformity, but I don’t believe that’s it.

People scare me, really, I’m probably going to be one of those weird hermit guys that gets up at 3 o’clock in the morning to mow his grass while everyone else is asleep. You know that guy whose house you’re afraid to go near? Yeah, that’ll be me… People scare me, they’re annoying and they bore me. Well, I take that back… Most people… Not all.

Well, I think this post has overstayed its welcome. Peace.
“You may say that I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I hope some day you’ll join us, and the world will be one.”