Youngest kid of six with an inferiority and black sheep complex, but determined that God saves not just his soul to heaven but the remainder of his manic-depressive life, so others won't say he became a Christian and remained a jerk.
i won't be transparent before i'm opaque. and you'll get to know me starting from the small things: who my favourite bands are. what kind of movies i like. who are my heroes.
I’m convinced that when confronted with sincere, real love, the Jesus factor will become obvious. But let’s not plant the cross before we carry it. I’m not trying to con you.
Some dreams are meant to be achieved. I know that. But maybe other dreams are meant to drive us, privately. Never known to anyone but ourselves.
It is a sadness that, when choosing between crying and sighing, will choose sighing. I'd almost say that melancholy is being sad about sadness itself.
On memory and nostalgia
It saddens me when life moves forward and people decide that certain things are worth forgetting.
I've learnt that the word irregardless is filed as a non-standard word in the English language. That's a lexicographer's way of saying it's not a real word.
Crowds are fickle things. So when we stand in the thousands and cry against the present government, do we know who we're actually crying for?
People always want the best for themselves. But I want to sometimes take second or third or fourth best, just so that the loser down the road doesn't always have to come in last. It must feel like shit to always come in last.
On growing old
Leasehold property make me feel sad. It doesn't matter how old the family photos are that you put on your wall. It's your family but it's not really your wall.
I ask you, if God loves everyone, and if God is also incapable of loving evil, how can there be such a thing as an evil man?
On a daily basis
One line quips, like this.
Thursday, May 04, 2006
Meaningless! every damn thing is meaningless!
and no, i don't mean it in an ecclesiastical sense, i mean i hate how nobody has respect for the sanctity of signs and symbols anymore. nothing means anything to anyone anymore. as long as it's hip, it looks nice, it pegs itself to a larger idea of some overall theme, people latch on to it as if ideologies were ice creams and representing a belief system is as interchangeable as having one scoop of chocolate and one scoop of vanilla. well it's not like that.
all you morons who go about wearing che guevara t shirts, boy you have absolutely no clue what you are representing, and that makes you a moron of the highest order. you have no clue what che's politics are all about, you have no clue what the full extent of communism or the full extent of revolution mean. you are probably no sooner buying yourself an i-pod from the nearest mac store in your damned che guevara t shirt, and you think that wearing that t shirt means that you represent values like rebellion, being political and anti-establishment just because rage against the machine validate it. well, communism isn't kitch, communism has been and can be very real, and all of you with your lousy i-pods and pdas and che guevara t shirts know nothing about it. you've probably never read marx, and the word "opiate" is probably closer to your heart as something you take to get drugged up with your friends. what a bunch of sorry posers.
and all you morons who wear clothing with indian gods, all of you are another bunch of absolute morons, because you have no clue what you are representing. you think that because you wear an underwear with krishna on it, or a skirt with shiva on it, it makes you culturally in the loop and with it. well, it doesn't! it makes you look like a full-blown dumb bimbo because you have absolutely no clue what hinduism represents. you have no clue what it means to hang your faith in a pantheistic worldview, or a polytheistic one for that matter, and all you know how to do is dress up in some kitchy clothing that purportedly announces your political correctness and acceptance of difference. you know nothing about giving your life to one god - any god - to revere and treasure and love and trust. you too are a bunch of sad posers.
and the same thing goes for all you losers who wear crosses but don't know what it means. the lightness with which you take the crucifix is sickening, so why the hell do you say hallelujah if it means nothing to ya? stop trying to use meaningful signs and symbols just to boost your own image, because you have no clue what it means to love someone who got bashed up so you can be saved, and you make a mockery of his death by wearing it as a fashion icon. you are a most desipicable lot of people.
you can't just wear anything you like - things have meaning and you can't just represent anything in the name of a cool label. cccp t shirts with sickles and hammers mean a bloody lot, and if you don't know what marxism and stalinism represent, don't wear that shit because you are representing something you don't have a clue of. how ignorant! how short-sighted and lazy of you!
or maoism for that matter. people take mao so lightly it makes me sick. they flog their mao merchandise everywhere in the name of hip designer-know-howism because they think mao art is cool. well, it doesn't look cool. in fact, nothing looks more ridiculous than some white dude wearing a mao t shirt. if you want to represent mao, go read a frickin book on the cultural revolution before you wear the man on you because millions of chinese people died over a very grim decade of chinese history because of this man. i'm not anti-mao, i'm just saying you have to know what you're doing. mao has meaning, dammit. mao isn't just an icon you right click on to save as your wallpaper, his very person is infused, impregnated with a deep ideology of politics, economics, and culture, and all of you who wear it probably listen to rap or jazz, and if you don't know how that is incongruous, that alone should tell you you are not worthy of representing mao in any of his forms.
i've even seen some of you losers wear swastikas. what the hell is wrong with you? if you're a neo nazi, and you wear a swastika, then fine, by all means go for it. because you represent neo nazism, i couldn't be arsed with what you represent, but i've seen people who do not represent nazism or neo nazism wear swastikas, and that is absolutely monstrous! just because they are vaguely connected to a very broad and general idea of organised military might doesn't mean it's any more acceptable for you to wear it on those grounds, nor does its relevance and meaning dissipate with time. it doesn't.
you can't just hide behind some cheap postmodern argument that these things don't mean anything anymore. that's just lazy and irreverant. things have meaning and if you're going to represent something, make sure you know what it really is all about before you start representing it.
Labels: society, violence
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