Time machines! Input from an uneducated source: Is it possible to make a time machine? It depends on what you believe in. If a time machine were to work the way Back to the Future portrayed it, it would be able to rewind the theoretical timeline of history. (Wow, really?!?) For this to happen, there must not only be a machine but also a sense of "time" So what is time? Theoretical time would be a recording of everything happening everywhere at every time in some weird invisible dimension. This creates a problem; why would such a dimension exist, and what would its motivation be? If I were able to tap into this dimension, how would I do it? Too much thinking. Or you could accept my idea of time being a recording made by man. Apparently its wrong. Apparently, scientists speak of some space-time continuum. I'm not Einstein, I'm ignorant. Until I find out for myself, I'm sticking with my ideas.
50 posts. I heavily rely on this blog in my social life. I can't think quickly, each quality post that I make takes at least an hour to make. In truth, I'm a slow guy; if one were to try to engage in intellectual conversation with me in person, I wouldn't follow. As you might guess, this could lead to some destructive st-st-stuttering and shallow phrases that protrude from my mouth. (Like how I make this graphic?)
Dear aggressive teenager, Music is not your life, kiddo. Yeah, you listen to music. Maybe you listen to some great sounding music, maybe you know a dozen songs by heart. Who doesn't? Surely none of us children deserve the right to that phrase. Everyone thinks they know what the best kind of music is, that's why there's different kinds of music. Yeah? Which is why everyone is wrong. Yeah? Another thing that bugs me is when people reply, "I listen to everything." Literally, everything? "Yeah, I enjoy sipping tea to regional mexican remixes of Animal Collective." Oh, well. Some people listen to everything. They must, or how would we have iTunes?
I ripped out of a survey from Chlorine Queen's blog. Now we can truly discover ourselves! *Myspace-whore face* Which rhymes.
I enjoy how most surveys just dig at your sex life. They start with some innocent questions, then they suddenly bash you with, "When was the last time you had a boner?" Usually the readers will scan for these kinds of questions. They don't want to know what your cat did after you ate a sandwich. ex.)
How are you feeling at this exact moment in time? Inquisitive. I'm innocent.
Any weekend plans? No. I'm innocent.
Will you be in bed within twenty minutes? Yeah. I'm innocent.
You go past a locker and see your boyfriend cheating on you, what’s the first reaction? Change my vote on Prop. 8 (I'm innocent.)
Who are your last four texts from? "Get a free texting plan, NOW!" I'm innocent.
When is your birthday? December 3rd. I'm innocent.
Are you imagining anyone naked right now? SEX! :D YES. SEX. YES. LOOK AT THIS QUESTIONSEX! I'm innocent.
I did that on paint. Not even close to the real thing.
chelibeli454 (11:11:26 AM): I hate being sick
LIGHTBULB! Everyone hates being sick. It makes you feel horrible, your nose feels stuffy and your head aches. It distracts from the healthy life, where your head is stuffy and your dignity aches.
So, viruses had this great idea of making you feel bad when you get sick. This worked for the last hundred thousand years, but in this modern age we've been winning. We have vaccines and chicken noodle soup, amirite? So imagine how successful the viruses would be if they made people feel good.
Say goodbye to MarryJohnuwanna? and Cocaine-cola, bacteria would be the ultimate drug. Look at the number of people that do drugs, and then add that number to the current number of sick people in the world. Everyone would be sick.
"But wouldn't some viruses kill you?!? D:" Don't drugs kill you? "I don't get it.." -Freakin' druggies. :D
With viruses that feel good, the entire human population would die out. Really fast. So instead of hating what that 24-hour influenza does to you, praise it for making you feel like a sack of rotting flesh. Its the reason that you're alive.
AGGH! I can't stop blogging! It must be my OCBD. Shall I let the shame of my mental capacity dictate whether or not I have a blog? No! D:< I'm just changing, like the world does. This odd, odd world..
So now that I'm up and running again, I ask you this: If you draw something on a sheet of paper with a pencil, is it really two-dimensional? I'm sure if you were to disenigrate that sheet, the remaining graphite shavings would count as 3-D, if put on a very small scale. There must be only one conclusion, there is no real second dimension. All other dimensions are conceptual besides our own. Every dimension is conceptual, even time. Why don't things just happen, why is time considered an aspect of nature? Time, my good readers, is just a measurement used by man to record past events. Feel free to disagree.
I turned to art because I was tired of being wrong. Thanks, Picasso.
"And those everyones have a favorite color, nobody denies it. What other people fail to realize, however, is that these colors are composed of other colors, a mixture of reds, yellows and blues. These colors make other colors that mix to form your color, your favorite, in a complex system of values and hues. So it would be unreasonable to like the color orange and 'hate' yellow, because within that orange you would also find pigments of yellow. As a result of this complex hue system, each color is vital to the other. Perhaps the impact it has on the spectrum may vary, but removing any color will still have a substantial effect. So to me, all colors are equal. I like all colors." -Ryan
"I like the color blue!" -Average Joe
And with that, I close this blog. "Why, Ryan?" Because I'm sick of blogs that never close.
A resurrection of the Ghettobook- The ideas, compilations, and Tif's quirky jokes. A record of my efforts to draw, to think, to write down my shallow thoughts. I'd like to keep going, to generate more philosophical questions that have already been answered, but I can't. Somewhere in the midst of my return to school, I've lost my "Mind Bottling" mentality. I'd just mess up this blog if I were to post anything else.
But don't bite your tongue just yet, I smell another blog coming.
