son of a bitch
this sucker deleted my first blog. well then.
it's this sorta thing that makes me HATE the future so much more. cause the future is full of lost data. my blog existed, and now exists only as my thoughts. but some where in the ether of some information block on some computer is sits.
taunting me.
so what's with logic?
are emotion and logic so unmixable. isn't it possible to be emotional about a logical solution. Or to rationalise emotion using logic?
yep
that's what i think about.
so what's with fake stuff?
and who call's it. like, if i'm listening to music that makes me fell emotional, is that because i'm nuts, or is it the music. if someone else listens to it, and doesn't get the same buzz, who's wrong? where are the absolutes when you need them?
i wish i had faith in some moral system without worring about what failures it's come up with in the past. then i could have a moral basis from which to view the world, not just my societies weak justifications for things. hmmm...
stuff you learn from books isn't like have memories.
they say we learn history to prevent the mistakes of the past. well, that's only if you understand those mistakes. so it's the learning that gives us basis to understand that's far more important.
yes?
no?
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so, i'm paranoid that these so called golden years are suposed to be coming up to they end, and i'm not sure if they've been golden. or maybe that's just a nastalgic notion of those who are creating them in the media.
how many drunkin' nights should there be?
well,
you tell me.