Absurditynoreply@blogger.com (Starbreaker)Fri, 4 Oct 2024 18:55:19 -0700Blogger http://www.blogger.com2125http://promisesandpotions.blogspot.com/en-usnoAbsurditynoreply@blogger.comhttp://promisesandpotions.blogspot.com/2009/12/podcast-testing-d.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Starbreaker)Tue, 8 Dec 2009 22:42:00 -0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295719951841406600.post-1708323501600519160Well this is just a Test to see if i can get Podcasting to work<br /><br />Also a very nice song, Neil Pert... amazing =D<br /><br /><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>0noWell this is just a Test to see if i can get Podcasting to work Also a very nice song, Neil Pert... amazing =Dnoreply@blogger.com (Starbreaker)Well this is just a Test to see if i can get Podcasting to work Also a very nice song, Neil Pert... amazing =Dhttp://promisesandpotions.blogspot.com/2009/12/promises-and-potions.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (Starbreaker)Tue, 8 Dec 2009 19:21:00 -0800tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7295719951841406600.post-6279405373658836640<span style="font-family:arial;">Well, It's been a horribly long time since i've just decided to write, so i'm going to be beyond rusty when it comes to getting any message across. "Getting messages across" I've always been one for random conversation... with myself I guess, anyway Lets start off with that topic. Since as far back as i can remember I've always been conflicted, And I'm not talking conflicted on which action figure to play with, what group of friends to hang out with and all that. Conflicted with my very being and my life and soul, I used to have feelings of thunder being placed into the palm of my hands. Wild and unstable trying to control it would be way to difficult but a challenge, would I just let it run rampant in my hands or would I try and close my palms to feel power. I can remember being a child and feeling so insignificant and small, These feelings would no doubt idly crush the thought of smiling or ever enjoying yourself again. conflict ion is one of the very feelings to this day that I enjoy the most, I enjoy having choices all equally beneficial or terrifying consequences, Why? Why is a good question. Life is a time line of existence, if we stretched the time line out from our beginnings to this very second, Our existence is hardly noticeable hardly a blip on a screen numbers are not small enough to show this to everyone, words cannot be created to "Get the message across". We are nothing and everything all at once. </span> <span style="font-family:arial;">I guess where I am going with this, is that my growing pains were painful. Life had it's way with me long before anyone else I knew. Change was the catalyst that caused the rain for me, Broken hearts and pain that would not pass away. And through all of this, I woke up. I woke up and realized that this is it. I am I. To quote Albert Camus</span> <span style="font-family:arial;"></span><blockquote><span style="font-family:arial;">"Does the realization of the Meaninglessness and absurdity of life necessarily require suicide?"</span></blockquote> <span style="font-family:arial;">I chose of course not to end my life or have a weary 'Woe is me' outlook on life, If suicide were to occur in all, man would not exist and thus the absurd would cease to be. I'm quiet kind and gentle, i enjoy and find beauty in everyone. Unless you like to argue star trek vs star wars! humor Aside, I found that life is absurd. Life is random and tragic. People today work day to day, completing the same task in their lives. And this fate is no less absurd, But it is tragic Only at the rare moments when it becomes conscious. The very moment I realized this, The second i recognized the absurdity in all, It became a passion. The most harrowing of all passions. While the question of human freedom in the metaphysical sense loses interest to the absurd man, he gains freedom in a very concrete sense: no longer bound by hope for a better future or eternity, without a need to pursue life's purpose or to create meaning, <blockquote>"he enjoys a freedom with regard to common rules"</blockquote>...Look at the stars and realize how small you truly are, Life isn't measured by how long you live, but by how you live.</span> <span style="font-family:arial;">Now this has dragged on entirely to long. Time to fade into the white, I'm a Polar bear selling promises and potions that could take a memory away. And help forget I'd ever met you .</span><br /><br /><br /><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwb81sQu_RRWNPAsd6yFnWfvNqUvyAx48_OxS1_b1rKVq6aE2LYC4cNjKSGLLzsZpinyjS0K3BLtImRdne3Hg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"><!--Session data--><input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"><div id="refHTML"></div>0noWell, It's been a horribly long time since i've just decided to write, so i'm going to be beyond rusty when it comes to getting any message across. "Getting messages across" I've always been one for random conversation... with myself I guess, anyway Lets start off with that topic. Since as far back as i can remember I've always been conflicted, And I'm not talking conflicted on which action figure to play with, what group of friends to hang out with and all that. Conflicted with my very being and my life and soul, I used to have feelings of thunder being placed into the palm of my hands. Wild and unstable trying to control it would be way to difficult but a challenge, would I just let it run rampant in my hands or would I try and close my palms to feel power. I can remember being a child and feeling so insignificant and small, These feelings would no doubt idly crush the thought of smiling or ever enjoying yourself again. conflict ion is one of the very feelings to this day that I enjoy the most, I enjoy having choices all equally beneficial or terrifying consequences, Why? Why is a good question. Life is a time line of existence, if we stretched the time line out from our beginnings to this very second, Our existence is hardly noticeable hardly a blip on a screen numbers are not small enough to show this to everyone, words cannot be created to "Get the message across". We are nothing and everything all at once. I guess where I am going with this, is that my growing pains were painful. Life had it's way with me long before anyone else I knew. Change was the catalyst that caused the rain for me, Broken hearts and pain that would not pass away. And through all of this, I woke up. I woke up and realized that this is it. I am I. To quote Albert Camus "Does the realization of the Meaninglessness and absurdity of life necessarily require suicide?" I chose of course not to end my life or have a weary 'Woe is me' outlook on life, If suicide were to occur in all, man would not exist and thus the absurd would cease to be. I'm quiet kind and gentle, i enjoy and find beauty in everyone. Unless you like to argue star trek vs star wars! humor Aside, I found that life is absurd. Life is random and tragic. People today work day to day, completing the same task in their lives. And this fate is no less absurd, But it is tragic Only at the rare moments when it becomes conscious. The very moment I realized this, The second i recognized the absurdity in all, It became a passion. The most harrowing of all passions. While the question of human freedom in the metaphysical sense loses interest to the absurd man, he gains freedom in a very concrete sense: no longer bound by hope for a better future or eternity, without a need to pursue life's purpose or to create meaning, "he enjoys a freedom with regard to common rules"...Look at the stars and realize how small you truly are, Life isn't measured by how long you live, but by how you live. Now this has dragged on entirely to long. Time to fade into the white, I'm a Polar bear selling promises and potions that could take a memory away. And help forget I'd ever met you .noreply@blogger.com (Starbreaker)Well, It's been a horribly long time since i've just decided to write, so i'm going to be beyond rusty when it comes to getting any message across. "Getting messages across" I've always been one for random conversation... with myself I guess, anyway Lets start off with that topic. Since as far back as i can remember I've always been conflicted, And I'm not talking conflicted on which action figure to play with, what group of friends to hang out with and all that. Conflicted with my very being and my life and soul, I used to have feelings of thunder being placed into the palm of my hands. Wild and unstable trying to control it would be way to difficult but a challenge, would I just let it run rampant in my hands or would I try and close my palms to feel power. I can remember being a child and feeling so insignificant and small, These feelings would no doubt idly crush the thought of smiling or ever enjoying yourself again. conflict ion is one of the very feelings to this day that I enjoy the most, I enjoy having choices all equally beneficial or terrifying consequences, Why? Why is a good question. Life is a time line of existence, if we stretched the time line out from our beginnings to this very second, Our existence is hardly noticeable hardly a blip on a screen numbers are not small enough to show this to everyone, words cannot be created to "Get the message across". We are nothing and everything all at once. I guess where I am going with this, is that my growing pains were painful. Life had it's way with me long before anyone else I knew. Change was the catalyst that caused the rain for me, Broken hearts and pain that would not pass away. And through all of this, I woke up. I woke up and realized that this is it. I am I. To quote Albert Camus "Does the realization of the Meaninglessness and absurdity of life necessarily require suicide?" I chose of course not to end my life or have a weary 'Woe is me' outlook on life, If suicide were to occur in all, man would not exist and thus the absurd would cease to be. I'm quiet kind and gentle, i enjoy and find beauty in everyone. Unless you like to argue star trek vs star wars! humor Aside, I found that life is absurd. Life is random and tragic. People today work day to day, completing the same task in their lives. And this fate is no less absurd, But it is tragic Only at the rare moments when it becomes conscious. The very moment I realized this, The second i recognized the absurdity in all, It became a passion. The most harrowing of all passions. While the question of human freedom in the metaphysical sense loses interest to the absurd man, he gains freedom in a very concrete sense: no longer bound by hope for a better future or eternity, without a need to pursue life's purpose or to create meaning, "he enjoys a freedom with regard to common rules"...Look at the stars and realize how small you truly are, Life isn't measured by how long you live, but by how you live. Now this has dragged on entirely to long. Time to fade into the white, I'm a Polar bear selling promises and potions that could take a memory away. And help forget I'd ever met you .