Thoughts of Small Men

2 weeks ago

“Love is the most important word in the English language. Balance is the second.”

“You can’t live a perfect day without doing something for someone who will never be able to repay you.”

John Wooden, a great coach and an even greater man.

Notes: 11 / 2 weeks ago from azspot

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Versailles Thinking

1 month ago

Veterans Day

As a resoundingly stubborn, far left-sided Democrat I am very anti-war. I personally believe all wars are preventable and are near utterly pointless. However on veterans day I must also, along with the greater majority of America, take my hat off to our soldiers. They aren’t the ones that start the wars, just the ones that fight them. Constantly they fight to protect our rights, our freedoms, and our country. Anyone who doesn’t respect them is absurd.

The old, wealthy, aristocrats start the wars, and the young, innocent, courageous individuals fight them. Let the bag pipes play, and the 21 gun solute roar.

1 month ago

John F. Kennedy statue at the JFK museum.

1 month ago

Ghandi statue in San Francisco.

Notes: 5 / 1 month ago

"Only the dead have seen the end of war"

- Plato

Notes: 1 / 1 month ago

I arise to find a lack of sunlight in my bedroom. The daily regime is grueling and remarkably repetitive. Groggily I reach over and hit play on the I-Phone to bring the room alive with music to assist me in getting dressed. Day old jeans fit my skinny legs better than they did the day before, and by looks of the trees blowing in the November breeze I can determine it’s going to be cold outside, so I throw on a long sleeve shirt on to protect my torso from the chilly, hard-blowing wind.

Finally dressed I see the mirror reflects my image, looking older everyday, and more and more tired every hour. A bottle of Jack Daniels whisky pours easily over two oddly shaped ice cubes into my coffee cup, before being gulped down painlessly. Cigarettes check, pen check, books check, and that’s everything I need to last me a day. Pouring out the ice cubes into the trash can, I consider getting a cup of coffee, but see my roommates still sleeping carelessly in their undersized beds, so I decide against it.

The brisk near-winter air is colder than it appeared, story of my life. Ignoring the cold I walk bundled to class, passing by numerous individuals whom I know and nodding in acknowledgement before hitting my classroom. I repeat this procedure some four, or five times a day. Eventful, I know. I’m drunk by five in the afternoon, and a half-pack of cigarettes down or so.

It seems as if no one else ever sleeps. It seems as if that’s all I do. Passing out whenever I find myself too intoxicated. I always expected college to be something exciting, I find it to be a stressful job, that I wish I could quit. 39,000 dollars a year gone, and the only thing I’ve found myself obtaining is a stronger addiction to alcohol, and cigarettes.

1 month ago

"I therefore claim to show, not how men think in myths, but how myths operate in men’s minds without their being aware of the fact."

- Claude Levi Strauss

1 month ago