Terrorism is at it's worst when it is supported by those in positions of authority.
It is extremely naive and insensitive to assume that violence and abuse are restricted to the physical. Verbal and emotional abuse are very real crimes that cannot be accepted on the basis of human rights. This clearly establishes that filth of a film as an act of violence = terrorism.
One man's "freedom" should not be allowed to transform in to another one's pain... through disrespect and violence. It is inhuman.
There aren't new concepts, it is a shame to our generation that has to be said over and over.
Google has refused to take down the video from YouTube, despite a "request" from the White House (why a clear act of violence should be "requested" to stop when a mere "suspicion" of weapons of mass destruction must destroy a country - is puzzling indeed).. all in the name of "freedom of speech." That this "freedom" is abusing human rights cannot be comprehended by the entire Google corporation.
Not just in protest, in utter disgust of their insensitivity, I will no longer be using Google's Blogger or writing here.
Monday, September 17, 2012
Monday, September 10, 2012
An unsettling mess..
.... is how it feels inside me. There seems to be nothing "settled". Not that I was hoping for a retirement-vacation right about now but.. currently.. quiet litterally - every aspect- of my life is an "unsettled affair."
And it is quiet overwhelming and frustrating at the same time. Overwhelming because for far too long I've been able to reach deep inside my spiritual side and draw some strength, with certainty.. And now, there ain't no certain to reach! I'm just poking my hand in that soul of mine and it's turning it's pockets inside out to say "Uh huh.. i'm broke!".. it's frustrating because it's been far too long.
And neither of it is enough for me to be writing this rant of a post for my very-invisible readers but there seems to be this fear behind it all.. I don't know if it is a fear or a realization actually.. that maybe, somehow gradually and inevitably....... I'm falling out of love. With so much in life. With the meanings in those little moments and the adrenaline rush of others and that thrill of the unknown and the hope for my dreams.. that very steep upward curve of excitement is just falling into a blaaah-fied vertical stroke.
If it weren't for the people around me, for the support and help they need, I think I'd feel very little of myself left around.. like I'd say "Life, dude, I'm not even gonna ask you for a crunchy dead leaf for me to crush, cuz seriously i'm done with all the 'Oh-My-I-Want-To-Sky-Dive-In-My-PJ's' talk and the 'I-Need-to-Leave-A-Significantly-Good-Mark-Behind' fantasies, I just need to get this stuff done for the loved ones and Ima do it quietly in my corner and so spare me all those lessons I was supposed to learn for my own life and those moments that made the lessons worth it.. I'm done figuring that mess out.. *major eye roll*
And I've fallen out of love with adult-stage homosapiens in this age I guess.. Kid's are the only stage of human beings sensible enough to be interacted with, based on the simplicity and absolute-frankness they possess. They may not have it all figured out but they DO have the skill of communicating what they know & feel, sans the emotional-roller coaster, added cuteness and an open mind. And it ends there. Trust me. You try interacting with anyone above 4 feet 5".. you may as well talk to a giraffe and get it to sign an insurance policy.
And I've fallen out of love with the whole concept of a "sixth sense" .. because currently it ..or rather it's being correct ...caused me insomnia for well-over three months. -_- ..oh and my willpower, that's just the part of me I wanna m**n... this post just writes itself -_- ...no seriously, here I am tryina "feel" like a real human-being, "express" it and "live through" it and along comes Willpower and throws that emo-awesome-ness out the window, gets my butt a-moving..on to other stuff......... D=
... yeah, I know, pretty ungrateful and downright wretched of me.. not myself apparently, but despite the number of times I've heard that the previous months.. isn't that a direct consequence of being 'unsettled' you guys? V_V
And it is quiet overwhelming and frustrating at the same time. Overwhelming because for far too long I've been able to reach deep inside my spiritual side and draw some strength, with certainty.. And now, there ain't no certain to reach! I'm just poking my hand in that soul of mine and it's turning it's pockets inside out to say "Uh huh.. i'm broke!".. it's frustrating because it's been far too long.
And neither of it is enough for me to be writing this rant of a post for my very-invisible readers but there seems to be this fear behind it all.. I don't know if it is a fear or a realization actually.. that maybe, somehow gradually and inevitably....... I'm falling out of love. With so much in life. With the meanings in those little moments and the adrenaline rush of others and that thrill of the unknown and the hope for my dreams.. that very steep upward curve of excitement is just falling into a blaaah-fied vertical stroke.
If it weren't for the people around me, for the support and help they need, I think I'd feel very little of myself left around.. like I'd say "Life, dude, I'm not even gonna ask you for a crunchy dead leaf for me to crush, cuz seriously i'm done with all the 'Oh-My-I-Want-To-Sky-Dive-In-My-PJ's' talk and the 'I-Need-to-Leave-A-Significantly-Good-Mark-Behind' fantasies, I just need to get this stuff done for the loved ones and Ima do it quietly in my corner and so spare me all those lessons I was supposed to learn for my own life and those moments that made the lessons worth it.. I'm done figuring that mess out.. *major eye roll*
And I've fallen out of love with adult-stage homosapiens in this age I guess.. Kid's are the only stage of human beings sensible enough to be interacted with, based on the simplicity and absolute-frankness they possess. They may not have it all figured out but they DO have the skill of communicating what they know & feel, sans the emotional-roller coaster, added cuteness and an open mind. And it ends there. Trust me. You try interacting with anyone above 4 feet 5".. you may as well talk to a giraffe and get it to sign an insurance policy.
And I've fallen out of love with the whole concept of a "sixth sense" .. because currently it ..or rather it's being correct ...caused me insomnia for well-over three months. -_- ..oh and my willpower, that's just the part of me I wanna m**n... this post just writes itself -_- ...no seriously, here I am tryina "feel" like a real human-being, "express" it and "live through" it and along comes Willpower and throws that emo-awesome-ness out the window, gets my butt a-moving..on to other stuff......... D=
... yeah, I know, pretty ungrateful and downright wretched of me.. not myself apparently, but despite the number of times I've heard that the previous months.. isn't that a direct consequence of being 'unsettled' you guys? V_V
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