Ostentatious Sophism: March 2007

Sunday, March 25, 2007

VisualDNA

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Monday, March 19, 2007

Reset

Imagine being picked up and thrown. Thrown all about your home (or tree if you live in berkeley). Imagine, for one moment, having your heart impailed on a knife while being thrown about your habitat. Once you have that mind blowing pain firmly wrapped around your psyche, then you will have a general idea of how my last relationship ended. When my ex cheated on me and left for another man, I thought that I was going to die (and in someways wanted to). I was knocked over sideways and thrown on my shell like a turtle, but I have been reset.

This past week I recieved a visit from cupid and he let loose a torrent of arrows right into my heart. My current girlfriend, Mz. Mraz, was visiting from afar from Sunday to Thursday and I am on cloud nine. She is amazing, beautiful, wonderful, and every other cliché-like adjective that you can come up wth. I love her and she loves me. The past seems so far away. The late night vomiting while crying and shaking, that once was, feels more like a dream than reality. I hope that she relizes how much I love her. I am head over heals for her and the only form of expression that accuratly depics how I feel is the song "Brown Eyes" by Destiny's Child. I love her world and I cannot get enough of her. I love life . . . .

"Brown Eyes"
by Destiny's Child

Remember the first day when I saw your face
Remember the first day when you smiled at me
You stepped to me and then you said to me
I was the woman you dreamed about
Remember the first day when you called my house
Remember the first day when you took me out
we had butterflies although we tried to hide
and we both had a beautiful night

The way we held each others hand,
the way we talked, the way we laughed
it felt so good to find true love
I knew right then and there you were the one
ohhhhhh,

I know that he loves me cause told me so
I know that he loves me cause his feelings show
When he stares at me you see he cares for me
You see how he is so deep in love
I know that he loves me cause its obvious
I know that he loves me cause its me he trust
and he's missing me if he's not kissing me
and when he looks at me his brown eyes tell it so

Remember the first day, the first day we kissed
Remember the first day we had an argument
we apologized and then we compromised
and we've haven't argued since
Remember the first day we stopped playing games
Remember the first day you fell in love with me
it felt so good for you to say those words
cause I felt the same way too

The way we held each other's hands,
the way we talked, the way we laughed
it felt so good to fall in love
and I knew right there and then that you were the one

I know that he loves cause he told me so
I know that he loves me cause his feelings show
When he stares at me you see he cares for me
You see how he is so deep in love
I know that he loves me cause it's obvious
I know that he loves me cause it's me he trust
and he's missing me if he's not kissing me
and when he looks at me his brown eyes tell it so

I'm so happy, so happy that your in my my life
and baby now that your apart of me
you've showed me
showed me the true meaning of love(the true meaning of love)
and I know he loves me

I know that he loves me cause he told me so
I know that he loves me cause his feelings show
When he stares at me you see he cares for me
You see how he is so deep in love
I know that he loves me cause it's obvious
I know that he loves me cause it's me he trust
and he's missing me if he's not kissing me
and when he looks at me his brown eyes tell it so

He looks at me and his brown eyes tell it so

Labels: Love

Friday, March 09, 2007

Know Thyself

The famous words of Socrates now ring through one of your ears and out the other. What if you didn't just pass that thought like yesterdays lunch? What if, even for a second, you focused all of your thoughts inward? What would you come up with? (all of the questions seemed fitting considering the topic originator)

During my Western Civilizations class we started our "Rational Philosophy" section. To my delight, the professor is REQUIRING a Socratic discussion!! The rules are, "If you do not contribute to the discussion, you will fail the fucking class!" (his words, not mine). It makes me so happy to see a professor placing an importance on conversation. The class, however, is responding in the exact way that I thought they would; they are not coming to class and some are dropping the class all together . . . . fuckers.

The upside to the section is that I have really started looking at my self and learning more. I have come to a list of 'ingredients' that it takes to make David. The list is as follows (no particular order)

The love of life . . . all life. In order to be David one should be able to look at every situation, no matter how depressing, and see the knowledge and experienced gained during it. This does not exclude periods of raging crying, swearing, and vomiting (if the situation calls for it)
Social interaction. One must value the act of socialization. There is a lot of good things to be had in this world and the sad part is that they are not in you. I believe that all of the good in the world is located in other people. This brings me to the next point.
Value conversation. This has to be brought up again. By your self, you are pointless. You cannot grow, change, nor evolve. You are stuck in the endless cycle of normality . . . a.k.a. death. The only way to break that is through intellectual interaction with others in the form of conversation.
Be hedonistic. Just as was believed by that ancient Minoans, we must not forget the value in fun. Unlike all of the people out there that have Jesus' dick in their mouth, I believe that every choice that you make should be for your enjoyment. Yes, you can still give to charity, but realize that you are not "doing it for the kids," you are doing it because it makes YOU feel like a better person for it . . . IT IS FOR YOU.
Lastly, Always strive for more. Whether it be money, sex, booze, love, or food, you should never give up trying to attain it. In the great words of my Grandmother, "I do not care what you do Mijo, as long as you are the best at it."

I will be adding more points as I realize them, but I think that this is a good start. Think this over and see what you come up with. If it has some quality please post it as a comment, however, if I do not approve of it, I will delete it and ridicule you for your stupidity. . . .

Labels: Life

All of you did this to me . . . . thanks, I needed it.

I hit a road block. Ney, I hit it at mach 5. I really like to write and express myself via this wonderful medium, but I have not been able to do so whenever I thought about the readers. I had to get over the fact that there are actually people reading this e-rag and just let my self go. In light of that, I would like to announce that I am back to my usual self and with the normal David comes this disclaimer:

The views that I may express here are not intended to make you feel warm and fuzzy inside. I say what I want, when I want to say it, and if you do not like that you can go and take a long walk off of a short cliff. I reserve the right to bitch, moan, degrade, humiliate and generally act like a raging dickhead. I promise that I will always think about what I am saying and try and say it with some sort of intellectual merit. However, on the occasions that I do screw up, and you alert me about it, you will receive this response; "fuck off." By reading the spew that appears here, you accept these terms and conditions.

Bring it on world, I'm yours to fuck with . . . .

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Sunday, March 04, 2007

Words of Wisdom

This just had to be said, it is how I live life:

"To laugh is to risk appearing a fool.
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach out for another is to risk involvement.
To expose one's feelings is to risk rejection.
To place your dreams before the crowd is to risk ridicule.
To love is to risk not being loved in return.
To go forward in the face of overwhelming odds is to risk failure.
But risks must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is
to risk nothing.
The person who risks nothing,
Does nothing,
Has nothing and is nothing.
He may avoid sufferings and sorrows,
But he cannot learn,
Feel, change, grow, or love.
Chained by his certitudes, he is a slave.
He has forfeited his freedom.
Only a person who takes risks is free."

~Leo Buscaglia

Labels: Life

Friday, March 02, 2007

Converse With Me

I am living in a generation of people that do not realize what they have lost. Among talent, personal ambition, romance, and respect, my generation has lost the art of conversation. I know that the majority of the populace can talk. They can order a ninety-nine cent double cheeseburger from McD's, but there have been monkeys that can do that. Don't get me wrong, I am not trying to be a grammar Nazi, mine can be pretty horrible at times! I just think that we need more deep, meaningful conversations in our every day lives. It seems that people have put a negative spin upon talking about subjects where there is no clear answer. Whether the topic is taboo or just complicated, people react in the same way; "I don't know about that, but have you heard about Brittany Spears' new hair cut?" I'm sorry, how could I make such a mistake, of course the hair style of some washed up has been blond bitch is more important that the human condition to constantly want. Never mind that the reason that I am paying for your meal is because of that exact tendency and your inability to control it. Fuck off.

I was having dinner with my best friend 'fuzzy' the other day and we were having a wonderful conversation on how deeply economic scarcity is embedded in our psyche. As he was trying to prove to me that humans do not need an economy, a gentleman seated at the table adjacent to us turned to fuzzy and politely said, "I do not mean to eavesdrop, but you are very wrong." After, I had a very long laugh, we continued to have an AMAZING conversation with this new gentleman and his dining partner. I still do not know their names or social status, but that does not matter. At that point in time all that mattered was the conversation and the thoughts being exchanged within it. This was the highlight of my week. I was floating on cloud nine for the rest of the evening, and can still get a little high from just the thought of it.

I guess I just want to surround myself with people that are happy conversing for the sake of the growth of the people of the conversation, not just to communicate. I do not think that I can find that in great enough quantity here in Reno, but I night be able to in Vancouver.

Lastly, fuzzy you are wrong. Humans have always and will always constantly want more and more until there is nothing left. Show me one instance where a *large* (key word here) group of people were able to live for a long period of time without scarcity? That's right . . . bitch . . .

Labels: Life

Influence 2:

I have finally finished a movie that I started on Decamber 27th, 2004. The movie is Requiem for a Dream and my assessment; Holy Shit!

When I first saw the beginning of the movie, it was around midnight and I was both high and drunk during my senior year of high school, so I could not pay that much attention, but I remember being disturbed by it. I remember that while I was watching it, thoughts of my family ran thorough my mind and the last thing that I wanted to think about while trying to make a move on a girl that I liked was my family. The written introduction of the move (as worded by netflix) stated that there was " No middle ground here; you'll either love or hate Requiem for a Dream." That could not be any fucking farther from the truth. The 'middle ground' that I am standing on right now is not know what the fuck I think of the movie. I know that because of it I have NO desire to do uppers and downers (christmas trees) nor do I care to shoot up. I have smoked weed and I can drink like a fish, but anything out side of that and you might as well stick barbwire up your ass; you'll get the same end results. I am not sure how many people out there have seen it, but if you have I would love to hear about your experience while watching it. I quite frankly could care less what the fuck you were doing unless it was interrupted by the complete shocking nature of the flick. Please comment below!

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: Name: Ostentatious Transitioning Sophist; Location: Reno, Nevada, United States

I am a 22 year old from Nevada and I like the finer things in life. Nothing makes me happier than a good drink, good friends, and a good conversation. If you wish to partake in this, please contact me!

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