Being a labrat aint that bad....

It's half past 5 in the morning, and im bored shitless....in about an hours time, i've gotta drive my mum to some place in Newton, and bid her farewell as she leaves on a bus headed for Malaysia, with a group of people i know little about...she'll be back saturday night..seems like my mum has more fun than i do, these days!

i've decided to use this hour to write aimlessly about my aimless life...recently, its been nuthin but books and studyin for me, and im kinda gettin in the groove of it...that doesnt mean i wouldnt rather be doin sumthin else though, and speakin of somethin else, what id really like to be doin is watchin the new x-men origins thing!


i'd posted an appeal on my facebook account for a movie date to step forth, but sadly, nobody has reciprocated..really tragic...im probably gonna have to watch wolverine do his shit in the solace of my own company...aint got the time to go around askin the ladies out...lotsa studyin to be done..just gotta get my hollywood blockbuster fix, and its back to the books for me! some female companionship woulda been nice though...

on a different note, Ive recently joined a friends men's rights facebook group...i am a strong advocate of gender equality, but what is it with the ladies these days? you gals wanna be treated like equals but you constantly submit yourselves to mindsets that perpetuate your subordination...take for instance the whole female parking lot thing...its like telling the world "we women need the charity of men"...You gals should be offended...you're letting the world treat you as somethin less than equal...

Ranting is so therapeutic...i dont know if ive represented my stand on gender equality fairly and accurately in that last paragraph, but right now, i donty really care!! its almost six in the morning and stayin up this late is doin my biological clock no favours...the clocks all screwed up by the way...or maybe its just set to japan time...i do not ever fall asleep before 3 these days, and im lucky if i make it to dreamland before 5...

last night, i was up til around 6, but i was glad i was up, coz of the shit they were showin on the history channel about the universe...i've developed a strange fascination with these documentaries that talk about relativity, the warping of space and time, black holes and the expanding universe..i dont know if i'll ever really understand any of it, but its a whole lotta fun just TRYING to make sense of it!

Did you know that some of the greatest minds in existence today are convinced that humanity is on the verge of unlocking the secrets of travelling through the fourth dimension (time, in case you weren't sure)? did you know that satellites orbitting our planet in space are already travelling through time at a different rate from the rest of us down here, and have to be programmed in order that the resulting time difference is offset on a regular basis..? Thats some serious shit right there!

Einstein was a genius....i sorta get his explanation of gravity to a certain extent, but damn! the rest of its pretty darn confusing! the amazing thing was that most of the stuff he came up with was stuff he just thought off...they werent observations in a lab...they were thoughts floating around in his head...totally awesome..

i saw this other documentary on youtube...they gave a buncha rats marijuana and cocaine, just to show that chemicals can affect the body's perception of time...i mean, what the fuck! im pretty sure chemicals like those affect the body's perception of everything!! anyway, what really impressed me about the experiment was the control rat, the one injected with plain old saline (no psychedelic mind-trip for YOU, homeboy!)...


the rat was actually trained to press a lever at 12 second intervals to earn a food pellet...and he pulled it off...official time: 12.071 seconds...pretty damn accurate! how the fuck do you train a rat to count to 12...???? hahaha...stupid question...dont bother answering!

woah...check it out...its like 6:04 am...half an hour gone..i must say, this is the most fun ive had writing in this blog for a while...still got some time left...not gonna stop just yet...

so lets see...what else is big on my agenda these days..? ah yes...the band....pretty cool havin a bunch of like-minded band members committed to the common goal of rocking the world with our own hard-rockin brand of pure rock! well...that might be overstating it a little lah...first of all...rocking the world..? more realistic goal: rockin a sleazy pub where everybody's drunk, including us...secondly...own brand of hard rockin rock? we dcont rock that hard lah...we're more of an intellectual, classy sorta band lah...pretty mellow and chill...

nonetheless.......first 2 sessions have shown that with a bit of practice, we'd definitely sound pretty damn good, if you ask me...its juz a matter of waiting for the exams to finish and puttin in some old fashioned elbow grease into gettin a proper repertoire of songs...good thing is, ive improvised and accomodised, and turned my house into a good and proper jam studio, so no worries about havin to pay to play...we jam for free, and we rock however long we wanna...nice!

6:14 now...maybe another paragraph or two before i go...well, lets see...here's something random...i need to get laid! not sure how much about this i should disclose though...all i can say is that my last little adventure was kinda...spontaneous and one off..? hmm...too much said alredi...

maybe what i really need is the chance to become a lab rat and have mind-altering drugs infused into my bloodstream in the name of good old science..doesnt sound all that bad to me...i gotta go know...the mother beckons...it was fun...maybe i'll do this whole aimless writing thing again sometime soon...

This is Dreamer, signing out.

Stop and Smell the Roses in the Graveyard...

Hi All...

I'm back and the world suddenly seems like a harsh harsh place...I've thought back on all my previous posts, and it occurs to me now how positive and assured i've sounded throughout the duration of this blog's existence...today, i write to remind myself how little i truly know...

Now dont get me wrong, i do not intend to take back any of the sentiments i have expressed thus far...i stand by them wholeheartedly, and my conscience is clear...i have been brutally honest about my opinions and feelings, and have no regrets about a word i have written...

It is what i have not written that i am concerned with...all these perspectives i have, all these lessons that ive learnt, and all the answers i have contrived serve well in disguising the uncertainty and insecurity i feel so often on a daily basis...one might be excused for labelling me a stuck-up know-it-all based on my past musings....

I dont blame you...i write this shit mostly for myself...its a way of keeping myself in check, reminding myself of whats important, and telling myself to keep that chin up...its a pep-talk from your's truly to your's truly...as such, i have refrained from berating myself excessively, and have opted to focus on the stuff that pushes me along my chosen path of discovery....

Today, however, i feel this overwhelming urge to tell the world (somewhat ineffectively through this rather unpopular blog) that i am indeed aware of how little i truly know about everything...i'm not ashamed to admit that what i know is a speck of dust in the universe of knowledge that abounds...i would be ashamed to say that i'm not tryin to find out more than what i do know...

I've recently rediscovered the cynic in me, and he's back with a venomous vengeance... cynicism should be a religion...worshipers should be taught to question everything, and to not take reality at face value...If everyone were a cynic, there wouldn't be anything left in the world to be cynical about...The cynics would have questioned every despicable ulterior motive, and nobody would get away with anything selfish or dastardly...the world would be an honest place to live in..

Happy ignorance is a crime against humanity...turning a blind eye makes one an accomplice...we owe it to each other to investigate the truth behind all the things we take for granted...it's not an easy thing to do, but heck, somehow i get the feeling that we'd be graded more for effort than for actually knowing shit...the quest for truth is a noble pursuit, regardless of whether we manage to find it or not...

Throughout this blog, i've been extremely positive, and self-assured to the point that some might regard me as cocky...today, i am proud to declare that i do not have all the answers, but hey, at least im searching...

Inside every cynic is an idealist...we see the world for what it could be, and the fact that reality is so far from the ideal upsets us oh so much...in years past, ive let this depression get to me, and i've tried to surrender my ideals...well, it doesnt werk that way for us cynics...escapism is not the solution...the shit we try to hide from ourselves always has a way of seeping back into the forefront...we cant help but be aware...

These days, id like to think that i've matured a little (not too much i hope)...i've realised that theres not much an ordinary person like myself can do to change the entire screwed-up world...we can't do it all, but we do what we can..to change the world, we need to change minds, and i'm starting with mine...

Life is a bloody great mystery, and the big mistake in our world itoday s thinking that we've got it all figured out...we accept society's prescribed truths and we do not question our believes, but we allow them to divide us...that is the fallacy of man (and woman - gender equality means you get as much of the blame)...

The world needs more cynics...do the world a favour and start thinking about things..we might never find the right answers, but at least we'll be asking the right questions....

I end with an amusing quote on cycnicism by a man about whom i know nuthing - "A cynic is a man who, when he smells flowers, looks around for a coffin.". Seek the truth, however ugly it may be.

This is Dreamer signing out....

Plagiarism and Flattery....

Hullo, One and All....

Just thought i'd give props to Aerosmith for coming up with the best lyrics for a song ever..Here's to you, Steve and Gang...you've summed up life in a page...


Dream On

Every time I look in the mirror
All these lines on my face getting clearer
The past is gone
It goes by, like dusk to dawn
Isn't that the way
Everybody's got their dues in life to pay

Yeah, I know nobody knows
where it comes and where it goes
I know it's everybody's sin
You got to lose to know how to win

Half my life
is in books' written pages
Lived and learned from fools and
from sages
You know it's true
All the things come back to you

Sing with me, sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears
Sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good lord will take you away

Yeah, sing with me, sing for the year
sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
sing with me, if it's just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away

Dream On Dream On Dream On
Dream until your dreams come true
Dream On Dream On Dream On
Dream until your dream comes through

This is Dreamer, signing out.

My Life as a Cutip....

We see things differently, you and me...well, at least we did back then...these days, i dont see at all (probably because im dead), but it wasnt always that way...for the most part of my life, the world was a haze, shrouded behind a veil of fuzzy cotton and a cheap plastic lid...the world was a mystery, and none of us had the grey matter we needed to solve it...

Our universe was small, a cylindrical semi-transparent cage that held a hundred of us closer together than we woulda liked to have been...our roof was shut tight and there was nowhere to go...it wouldnt have made much difference if it were open...inanimate objects tend not to move around very much....

All we had for company were each other, and the great unknown that lay beyond our milky-transluscent prison...we were happy though...all we ever did was talk, and life was a ball...All of that changed, though, the moment our universe got swept away...

I remember it like it was yesterday...There i was, chatting up this hot pink cutip, when gravity decided to change direction......a dark shadow seemed to have our entire universe in its mighty grasp, and it soon occured to us that whatever this magnificent force was, it was bringing everything we knew somewhere else...

Our universe shook and trembled in the tight grip of the malignant shadow, but after a while, the shaking stopped, the shadow vanished, and stability was restored...The chaos and panic that ensued, however, was extreme...theories were thrown around, but nobody could really offer a reasonable explanation...and then the unthinkable happened...

The cheap plastic lid that shielded us from the great unknown twisted itself off, and lo and behold, the heavens were revealed to us in greater clarity than we thought possible..Our shouts were silenced by the spectacle, and every one of us was too awestruck to speak...at least until more of the unthinkable happened...again...

A dark, giant mass, with five enormous tendrils, swooped down towards our portal from the heavens...two of the tendrils clasped between them a yellow cutip, and yanked it out from among us....before any of us had the time to scream, the tendrils and the yellow cutip had vanished, as if they had never existed, and a while later, our portal to the heavens was sealed shut again...

Day after day, the process repeated itself....our numbers dwindled, and it wasnt long before one of the wiser amongst us suggested prayer to the mighty abductor as a way to appease it...and so we prayed...we prayed all day and all night, but still, without fail, everyday soon after the rising of the great light, one of us would be taken...

When we realised that our prayers were not working, we turned on each other...we accused the other of not praying hard enough, and soon whatever affection we once held for each other had melted under the heat of our mistrust...

When there were only ten of us left, our suspicion of the other had developed into a hatred so vile that it left no room for reason...we prayed and we prayed, and we hated each other as hard as we prayed, and ineveitably, with the rising of the great light that came each day, another would be taken...

I was the last of two cutips left after all the rest had been taken...we were by this point too numb to hate, as despair and fear had sapped us of the energy needed for contempt...we decided then to look to reason and to acknowledge that the only things we had worth living for were each other...we formed a desperate kinship that day, and for the first time in as long a time as i could remember, existence seemed worthwhile....

The next day, he was taken, and i was the last one left..i was grateful for the sense of friendship i had rediscovered the day before, and rejuvenated by this, i was no longer afraid...when the dark mass with its sinister tendrils came for me, i was happy that i had managed to make peace with myself...


The End.


And the moral of the story is............


Whatever the hell you want it to be.....


This is Dreamer, Signing out.

Madness Everywhere...

It is insane that we are not all insane in this insane world.

This is Dreamer signing out.

World Domination

Good Morning, People!

The Dreamer now has a fantastic fan-base of ONE!!! Believe it or not, there is actually somebody out there who gives a shit about what i have to say...the thought astounds me!

I am not gonna reveal the identity of my fan, but i'm sure you know who you are....This post is for you (cause you specifically asked for one) - you have created a crack in the dam, and soon the floodgates will burst open!! Fans will flock to this website like women to a shoe-sale!!!


I will rule cyberspace with an iron fist!!! there is no stopping me!!! resistance is futile!!! muahahhahhaha!!! bow to my greatness, scum of the earth!!!

:)

This is Dreamer, signing out.

The Only Happy People In The World Are Stupid...

A good evening to you, my beloved audience!

Tonight, the cynic in me re-emerges, brought back from the brink of its demise, to grace the world with its not-so-appealing words of wisdom. The Christian rock band Jars of Clay once sang, "Blessed are the shallow, depth they'll never find...." I have been reminded, in a somewhat depressing manner, of my conviction that intelligence and happiness do not mix well.

While i do not regard myself as extraordinarily intelligent, i would like to think of myself as something other than stupid...my definition of the term "intelligence" is derived from a comparison against the general dumb-ness that prevails in this home our planet, and the people for whom the devotion of intellect towards the lives we lead is too heavy an investment.


Earlier this evening, i was engaged in a conversation with a certain someone, who i have only recently come to discover is extremely unhappy...needless to say, this someone is a pretty intelligent someone, and after years of general observation, it is apparent to me that the link between unhappiness and intellect is far from a coincidence...

Stupidity breeds happiness, and intelligence breeds sorrow...nobody with a brain deserving of the space it takes up can go through life without realising the injustice, the insanity, the god-awful perversion that plagues our little blue sphere...The idiots of our world watch everything spin by in blissful ignorance, but the ones who can't help but ponder are not so fortunate...we see reality in all its grim, ugly detail.

Therein lies the dilemma - do the few with intelligence play dumb and be happily blind, or do we deny ourselves this privilege and hold on to the very torch that illuminates our world and makes clear all its splendid horror? after some thought, i have decided that happiness is not as important as illumination.

Its a sucky predicament to be in, but somebody's gotta be doing the thinking down here. Someone once chastised me for thinking too much about whats wrong with the world, but i chastised that scum-bucket right back. There isnt such a thing as thinking too much. Not thinking enough, on the other hand, is a sin inexcusable.

Not thinking enough is why we have ignorance, and ignorance is why the world is in the shit its in today. The only reason why violence, corruption, greed and hatred are allowed to perpetuate is because not enough people have stopped to think about these things. Put on your thinking caps, you selfish bastards!! start giving a f@#k for once in your lives!!


If enough smart people started thinking these things through, and told all the stupid people the shit they knew, change would be inevitable. This is the burden of intelligence - we carry the cross of misery in the hope that someday, enough stupid people stop and notice, and learn what it is we are so unhappy about.

As a note to my unhappy friend, i don't really know if any of this is relevant to you, but please, if there is one message you take from all this banter, let it be this - don't try and be normal, just so you can be happy...normal people are stupid!! be yourself, and let your misery blaze like a trophy!!

I leave you with the wise words of fat boy slim, telling us how not to be:

"You know what is what, but you don't know what is what...you just strut....what the f@#k...."

This is Dreamer, signing out....