The Wild.
The wild. What is it? Is it a tangible item, or more of a mind set? If one wanted to, could one find it, and if they could, how far would they have to travel? That is what I would like to know.
As Mr. Webster has defined the word, wild, means 1 living or growing in its original, natural state, 2 not lived in or cultivated; waste 3 not civilized; savage 4 not easily controlled 5 lacking social or moral restraint; dissolute 6 turbulent; stormy, and a few others, but they won’t help my point.
Now, by now, I’m sure you are wondering why you just read through six definitions, 28 words, for one word. Well, it is to simply over exaggerate a point. The point is, can anyone really find, the true sense of the term wild? I mean if it took, one of the most venerable definers of our day, over 28 words to define one simple four letter word, then there must be a deeper meaning than just that.
Most of us probably just think of the wild as being some dark creepy jungle, but it could also be ghost town by the definition, or even a rambunctious child, or an enthusiastic golf player, the later was an omitted definition. So how can someone person find a real wild. Further more due to society, how is a society to say what is wild or what is not epically in a society of free will and free speech?
The way I see it as, wild is a mind set, that can be projected into reality. And what the heck do I mean by that. I see it as a mind set because a word that has no simple, singular definition can not be readily tangible. That is to say that you can not call or say that something or someone is wild, or a place is wild, but you can not truly find the wild. Also that follows into the thought that it is projected into reality. How? Simply by saying that it is and backing it up with saying that it complies with one of the many definitions that the great Webster has given us. One could even say that even this is wild. Wild in a sense that it seems almost not civilized; savage. How? Because it doesn’t conform to the normal response to a given prompt of writing what you think or maybe even where you think the elusive wild may be lurking. Instead I went against the grain at now 11:32 on Sunday night to question the very definition of the word and how society has almost altered the word to fit the unwanted, but wait, can’t unwanted be classified as not civilized; savage. So maybe as a society we do know what the term wild is. Maybe for once, we can say that we have a grip on reality, we know what we are doing, we are the master race, the smartest things on Earth, but yet again, who’s to say we are civilized?
But that’s just me
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Alone, and the being of
Alone, and the being of.
Being alone. To me, this is a mixed topic. By this I mean that like being alone, but, other times I like to be around people. I know it sounds either strange, or like everyone else, but to me it is kind of strange.
First of all, I like being alone. I like being alone while I do things because I have a certain way of doing things. I know this sounds really weird, but I have strange work habits. My work habits are that of a perfectionist. Most everything I do, mainly in wood, has to be to my standers and that’s the only way. Doing anything else, has to be done to my standers, and nothing else. I am very picky a bout my work simply because I feel that if you can not take pride in what you do, then why do it. And I also thing that the work you do reflects you and how you are, that’s why my work is always to my standers. But what on earth does this have to do with being alone. Well, this is the complicated part. When I am working on my own project, something I started, thought up of, assigned, just leave me alone. Mostly, I need peace and quite because I get in to my work and think while I am working and I don’t like having someone who can’t really work on my level or get in my head to figure out my next move because then that would just throw me completely off, break my concentration, and end my day of work. Yet on the flip side, if someone asked me for help, I am more then glad to go over and work with them and give them a hand. Yet, for the most part, I have only found two people I can honestly say I can work with because I have worked with them and we have called each others next move and we can be on the same page constantly. Those two people, can work in silence, with but, be right next to. Those two people are Chris Garrett, and Chris Ardise ( yes, the woodshop teacher). I have worked with both of them many times and we all were able to just move as one person, even when we have no clue as to what on earth we are doing. This happens more times with Chris, but has happened with Mr. Ardise.
Then again, on the flip side, I love to be around certain people at times. Normally I loved to be left alone, but I will hang out with my friends or go on some random adventure with some people.
It has been said “that people are social creatures“, this I agree with. And but this, I guess, I like to be around people. As weird as it my sound, I enjoy company and captainship, but then other times, just being a lone, is just a fun. When I am alone, I truly get to be who I really am, I don’t have to worry about what to say or how to act, I can just be me and think. I guess that’s the man reason why I like to be alone, I get to think, recap , and look back on the recant events to see what really happened.
So, being alone, good, being with people, just as good.
Being alone. To me, this is a mixed topic. By this I mean that like being alone, but, other times I like to be around people. I know it sounds either strange, or like everyone else, but to me it is kind of strange.
First of all, I like being alone. I like being alone while I do things because I have a certain way of doing things. I know this sounds really weird, but I have strange work habits. My work habits are that of a perfectionist. Most everything I do, mainly in wood, has to be to my standers and that’s the only way. Doing anything else, has to be done to my standers, and nothing else. I am very picky a bout my work simply because I feel that if you can not take pride in what you do, then why do it. And I also thing that the work you do reflects you and how you are, that’s why my work is always to my standers. But what on earth does this have to do with being alone. Well, this is the complicated part. When I am working on my own project, something I started, thought up of, assigned, just leave me alone. Mostly, I need peace and quite because I get in to my work and think while I am working and I don’t like having someone who can’t really work on my level or get in my head to figure out my next move because then that would just throw me completely off, break my concentration, and end my day of work. Yet on the flip side, if someone asked me for help, I am more then glad to go over and work with them and give them a hand. Yet, for the most part, I have only found two people I can honestly say I can work with because I have worked with them and we have called each others next move and we can be on the same page constantly. Those two people, can work in silence, with but, be right next to. Those two people are Chris Garrett, and Chris Ardise ( yes, the woodshop teacher). I have worked with both of them many times and we all were able to just move as one person, even when we have no clue as to what on earth we are doing. This happens more times with Chris, but has happened with Mr. Ardise.
Then again, on the flip side, I love to be around certain people at times. Normally I loved to be left alone, but I will hang out with my friends or go on some random adventure with some people.
It has been said “that people are social creatures“, this I agree with. And but this, I guess, I like to be around people. As weird as it my sound, I enjoy company and captainship, but then other times, just being a lone, is just a fun. When I am alone, I truly get to be who I really am, I don’t have to worry about what to say or how to act, I can just be me and think. I guess that’s the man reason why I like to be alone, I get to think, recap , and look back on the recant events to see what really happened.
So, being alone, good, being with people, just as good.
But that’s just me
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Music.
Music as, I see it, is many things to many people. As I also see it, one could break music up into three different groups. For most people it is just something that they listen to and “like” because it is “cool” or its what the “in-crowd” does. For other people, it is a way of life, such as the musicians, and composers, people who truly love music. Then you have the odd person, like me, who seems to listen to music that defines me and my life.
First, you have the “in-crowd”. by this I mean the people who listen to music, just because its what everyone else listen to. They listen to it because it is cool to listen to, or because it has modern under tones that people take as being real. As I see it, those people are just being ignorant. I think this because of the fact most of the music all has false messages such as being “hood” or “a thug” is cool or all life is about is being high and living a life of crime and magical things like that. Yet, most of the “singers” have never really been in the hood or lived in any really bad parts of he city or have even experienced any of the things they talk about. I say that they talk about it because there is most of the time no real musical ability about it. All it is, is some fake person talking in rhythm, in poor rhythm at best, acting tuff, when push came to shove, they would just run away.
Second, you have the people who are all about music, the people who enjoy music for the lack of better terms, the music side of it. The people who write their own stuff, or who get out there and play it like they want to play it. Now I am not just talking about the “band geeks”, but many of time, these are the only people who actually get the music side of is and who respect and understand it. Those are the people who I think really get music.
Third, you have the folks like me who just happen to listen to music that describes me and the life I want I to live, and further more, do live. As I’m sure, you, and most ever other person who meets me, can guess that I listen to country. And contrary to popular consent, country music, on a whole, is not all about singing about making love to a horse or about how sexy she thinks my tractor is. Most of the country that I listen to is about modern times and about real stuff, like how I think the country is going, and how hard it really is to make a living out there. Then you have the country music that is about heartbreak. Ironically, those songs seem to mean a lot to me, because they are about real things, and how an every day person can relate to, like me.
So, I think that you should listen to music that you can relate to. Now I’m not saying that you should listen to country, but at least give it a chance, or maybe look back on what you are listening to see if can really understand and interrupt it. See it you can really see such things happening, and if you can, then maybe you have realized what life is about.
First, you have the “in-crowd”. by this I mean the people who listen to music, just because its what everyone else listen to. They listen to it because it is cool to listen to, or because it has modern under tones that people take as being real. As I see it, those people are just being ignorant. I think this because of the fact most of the music all has false messages such as being “hood” or “a thug” is cool or all life is about is being high and living a life of crime and magical things like that. Yet, most of the “singers” have never really been in the hood or lived in any really bad parts of he city or have even experienced any of the things they talk about. I say that they talk about it because there is most of the time no real musical ability about it. All it is, is some fake person talking in rhythm, in poor rhythm at best, acting tuff, when push came to shove, they would just run away.
Second, you have the people who are all about music, the people who enjoy music for the lack of better terms, the music side of it. The people who write their own stuff, or who get out there and play it like they want to play it. Now I am not just talking about the “band geeks”, but many of time, these are the only people who actually get the music side of is and who respect and understand it. Those are the people who I think really get music.
Third, you have the folks like me who just happen to listen to music that describes me and the life I want I to live, and further more, do live. As I’m sure, you, and most ever other person who meets me, can guess that I listen to country. And contrary to popular consent, country music, on a whole, is not all about singing about making love to a horse or about how sexy she thinks my tractor is. Most of the country that I listen to is about modern times and about real stuff, like how I think the country is going, and how hard it really is to make a living out there. Then you have the country music that is about heartbreak. Ironically, those songs seem to mean a lot to me, because they are about real things, and how an every day person can relate to, like me.
So, I think that you should listen to music that you can relate to. Now I’m not saying that you should listen to country, but at least give it a chance, or maybe look back on what you are listening to see if can really understand and interrupt it. See it you can really see such things happening, and if you can, then maybe you have realized what life is about.
But that’s just me
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Phones
Phones
Where do I fall in the spectrum. Am I constantly on, could I live with out it? Well, personally, I hate my phone, and sometimes even hate having a phone.
Although the first statement, the one of hating my phone, is not uncommon, I think the later is a little more odd. The fact that I am willing to say that I hate having a phone, I am sure is a little bit on the odd side for someone in my age group. Why do I dislike having a phone, simply because I find it annoying for starters. I find it to be bothersome in the sense that people can talk to you when ever they feel like it, which can get a little bit annoying. And with me, I can not just not respond to someone because I find it to be very rude. Another reason why I do not like having a phone, or just phones in general, is because phones seem to desensitizes people. By this I mean that people can so calmly say things to people simply because they are sending it in a text message. I have found that many a person are willing to say things, whether they are acting big and tough or say how they care about you or miss you, when they would never have the courage to say it to that person in face. And why wouldn’t they say it in person, because the phone seems to empower a person to be different because they are either not used to or are afraid of the real actions of their words. So I feel that phones are taking the personal aspect of life that some old school people, like me I guess, crave. Another thing I dislike about the phone is how it is able to single handedly nearly destroy the social network that took millions of years to make. How have they done this, by two ways. First by taking the human side of a conversation. By this I am meaning that yet again, people really don’t now how to talk to someone face to face anymore. Secondly, how it has started to break apart the English vernacular that we are taught for as long as we are n school. Granted I have been known to say “lol” from time to time, but in the long run, I can still lay down the real words when I have to.
But on the completely other side, I hate my phone itself. Not because of my rant above, but because I wish it could do more. Honestly I think it is one of the coldest things of how advance phone are and how a phone that fit’s the person can help them so very much. Me, normally, am very organized and structured. If I had a phone that allowed me to more and better organize my life and be able to have it all right here and now, I would love that so much. To add to my pro-phone rant, I like the fact that with a phone I can stay in touch from miles, or states away. Also, in an instant I can tell and remind someone just how mush I still care, and remind them that I am still there for them.
So, to say that I like the phone, or I don’t. for me its more of I appreciate what phone can do and I respect the phone for all the good it can do, but yet I am also weary of them due to the impact that they have made in society.
Where do I fall in the spectrum. Am I constantly on, could I live with out it? Well, personally, I hate my phone, and sometimes even hate having a phone.
Although the first statement, the one of hating my phone, is not uncommon, I think the later is a little more odd. The fact that I am willing to say that I hate having a phone, I am sure is a little bit on the odd side for someone in my age group. Why do I dislike having a phone, simply because I find it annoying for starters. I find it to be bothersome in the sense that people can talk to you when ever they feel like it, which can get a little bit annoying. And with me, I can not just not respond to someone because I find it to be very rude. Another reason why I do not like having a phone, or just phones in general, is because phones seem to desensitizes people. By this I mean that people can so calmly say things to people simply because they are sending it in a text message. I have found that many a person are willing to say things, whether they are acting big and tough or say how they care about you or miss you, when they would never have the courage to say it to that person in face. And why wouldn’t they say it in person, because the phone seems to empower a person to be different because they are either not used to or are afraid of the real actions of their words. So I feel that phones are taking the personal aspect of life that some old school people, like me I guess, crave. Another thing I dislike about the phone is how it is able to single handedly nearly destroy the social network that took millions of years to make. How have they done this, by two ways. First by taking the human side of a conversation. By this I am meaning that yet again, people really don’t now how to talk to someone face to face anymore. Secondly, how it has started to break apart the English vernacular that we are taught for as long as we are n school. Granted I have been known to say “lol” from time to time, but in the long run, I can still lay down the real words when I have to.
But on the completely other side, I hate my phone itself. Not because of my rant above, but because I wish it could do more. Honestly I think it is one of the coldest things of how advance phone are and how a phone that fit’s the person can help them so very much. Me, normally, am very organized and structured. If I had a phone that allowed me to more and better organize my life and be able to have it all right here and now, I would love that so much. To add to my pro-phone rant, I like the fact that with a phone I can stay in touch from miles, or states away. Also, in an instant I can tell and remind someone just how mush I still care, and remind them that I am still there for them.
So, to say that I like the phone, or I don’t. for me its more of I appreciate what phone can do and I respect the phone for all the good it can do, but yet I am also weary of them due to the impact that they have made in society.
But that’s just me
P.S. I thank you for the great topic, in the most tired, enthusiastic way I can. J
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Driving, Drivers
Driving, Drivers
Do people change behind the wheel, I do not think so. I think that their true personality shows when they are driving. If a person has a “reckless” personality, then they will probably be more reckless behind the wheel. But yet this could all change in a moments notice. It could change by getting their first ticket, or first accident. Ten you have the careful people who do as they are supposed to and they have a lean driving record.
Mostly I think what defines the type of vehicle one drives is the type of person themselves. That alones shows what kind of person they are. I can guarantee that that is on stereotype that is just a bout always true. It just seems that a person drive a vehicle that fits him or her. That is what I think defines a driver. The car they drive and their personality.
To be honest with you I never really gave this mush thought. The only time I even consider other drives is when I am on the road myself and I only am trying to observe their physical and current actions because then I can base my actions off of their’s so I can continue on being a good safe driver.
Dear Mr. Mannion,
I am not one to complain, but this blog topic was terrible. Now I am not one to complain, but really, this was a hard topic to write 500 words about. It is not that it is not a good or relevant topic, but I think that this topic would be better for a group discussion, and not for a personal write. Why do I think that this topic would be best as a group talk, well, because of the fact that it incorporates a broad range of views and ideas. In one sense sure, it sounds like a great topic for someone to freely write about, for someone to open up with or to vent, but for me, I think that it is just really hard to write about it. Right now, I am sure it sounds like I am just complaining and trying to take up space to get to my 500 word count. And it seems like I am being lazy and not really putting all that much thought into it. Yet in all reality, I enjoy writing for you. I really do. Why, because you almost always seem to have good, interesting, personal topics that make you think about yourself and others. And I like that. I like writing about myself and kind of almost finding myself, and other times you gave me a topic I was able to write about it. But the one think that I think I like the most is that I can ask, or sometimes I don’t even have to ask you, but I get honest feed back and I like that. When I write, I try to act like I am in a conversation, and I can almost always rely on you to listen and consider what someone says, which is another thing I like about you. All in all, I would just like to have another good topic for next week.
Thank you
Do people change behind the wheel, I do not think so. I think that their true personality shows when they are driving. If a person has a “reckless” personality, then they will probably be more reckless behind the wheel. But yet this could all change in a moments notice. It could change by getting their first ticket, or first accident. Ten you have the careful people who do as they are supposed to and they have a lean driving record.
Mostly I think what defines the type of vehicle one drives is the type of person themselves. That alones shows what kind of person they are. I can guarantee that that is on stereotype that is just a bout always true. It just seems that a person drive a vehicle that fits him or her. That is what I think defines a driver. The car they drive and their personality.
To be honest with you I never really gave this mush thought. The only time I even consider other drives is when I am on the road myself and I only am trying to observe their physical and current actions because then I can base my actions off of their’s so I can continue on being a good safe driver.
Dear Mr. Mannion,
I am not one to complain, but this blog topic was terrible. Now I am not one to complain, but really, this was a hard topic to write 500 words about. It is not that it is not a good or relevant topic, but I think that this topic would be better for a group discussion, and not for a personal write. Why do I think that this topic would be best as a group talk, well, because of the fact that it incorporates a broad range of views and ideas. In one sense sure, it sounds like a great topic for someone to freely write about, for someone to open up with or to vent, but for me, I think that it is just really hard to write about it. Right now, I am sure it sounds like I am just complaining and trying to take up space to get to my 500 word count. And it seems like I am being lazy and not really putting all that much thought into it. Yet in all reality, I enjoy writing for you. I really do. Why, because you almost always seem to have good, interesting, personal topics that make you think about yourself and others. And I like that. I like writing about myself and kind of almost finding myself, and other times you gave me a topic I was able to write about it. But the one think that I think I like the most is that I can ask, or sometimes I don’t even have to ask you, but I get honest feed back and I like that. When I write, I try to act like I am in a conversation, and I can almost always rely on you to listen and consider what someone says, which is another thing I like about you. All in all, I would just like to have another good topic for next week.
Thank you
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