web novels, poetry, prose.
I’m a music lover. Scratch that, a music freak.
For example, my iTunes reads as so:
On top of that, they’re all properly organized by their corresponding albums, artist, genres, etc…. Continue Reading →
When it comes to making plans there are generally two groups of mindsets. One where you work on your plan A while preparing a plan B in case things don’t go as planned (a.k.a. you fail), and one where you work on plan A… only; no plan B.
After thinking about it for a while I’ve come to the conclusion that the best method of choice (and the hardest) is to go with no plan B.
See, one has to realize that this whole debate is centered around one fear. The fear of plan A failing and us having nothing to back it up. But surprise, surprise, this fear actually has a bright side to it. Psychologically speaking this fear can be harnessed (both consciously and unconsciously) to make the odds of plan A failing slim. When there is no plan B, we focus 100% of our undivided attention on it. We work harder at it because “it cannot fail”.
It’s the “all or nothing” plan.
Flaws. We all have them.
Seriously, WE ALL HAVE THEM; no matter what anybody says.
So, how come we allow the people we deem “better” than us to have their flaws?… Yet hate ourselves to no end because we have our own?
Why do we tell ourselves that those “flaws” in fact make them great?… Yet develop a psychologically deep hatred for our own?
Look at all the rockstars in our world. How many are doing drugs? Heavy drugs? Deadly drugs?… A lot!
Yet, we allow them! We tell ourselves that it comes with the “genius”.
Genius is rebellious. Genius is misunderstood. Genius is wild!
Did I miss THE CLASS?
You know, that class that taught everyone how to be ‘normal’? … I keep looking around me and notice that I am, to put it gently, different. I’m not saying that to boost my own ego (it’s big enough), It’s just that at this point I literary have no other way to describe myself.
I was talking with a friend of mine when half way through the conversation he gave me advice on something. I then proceeded to attack his ideas with my own views on life and such. At the end of the conversation he told me (word for word):
“I’m just trying to be helpful, but you’re always too busy justifying your own logic that it doesn’t seem like you take my advice into consideration.”
For a brief moment I was stunned by this sentence (how could I not be, it makes me sound like an ignorant bitch), but then I realized something; this is one of the positive qualities that makes me, me.
Hear me out.
Anyone can give advice, but few can defend it once it’s attacked.
When you ask people for their opinions on what you should focus on you get varied responses. Some people tell you to niche. Others tell you to have varied taste and dip into a little of everything.
I’m telling you to do both; at different times.
This whole “focus” thing to me is about stages. It’s not as black and white as people make it out to be. Without going into a lot of detail, there are three [main] stages to this “focusing”. Continue Reading →
One thing I learned from dancing is that there are three types of people in this world.
The ones who stress first and stress later aren’t that bad; they just think they are. They stress before doing anything, while doing anything, and even after doing anything. It’s kinda pointless really, all that stressing won’t help much. Continue Reading →
Metcalfe’s law states that the value of a telecommunications network is proportional to the square of the number of connected users of the system (n2).
“Two fax machines can [at most] make one connection, five can make 10 connections, and twelve can make 66 connections.”
Metcalfe’s law is the only reason I use Twitter, Google Buzz, and Facebook.
Some people argue that they use Twitter and Facebook because of how easy it is to share and receive information. And I agree, but I would rather go into the root of all of this and say people use them because they make it easier to connect.
That’s all. Simply, to connect. And, the faster and easier it is, the better.
What is hope?
The dictionary defines it as
A belief in a positive outcome related to events and circumstances in one’s life. Hope is the feeling that what is wanted can be had or that events will turn out for the best.
The Greeks even have stories about hope (and about the first woman) called “The Creation of Pandora” and “The Opening of the Box”. It’s like a Greek version of “The Creation of Eve” and “The Eating of the Apple”. Briefly, the stories are told like so:
Prometheus was a Titan who really liked humans. He helped them in any way he could. When he saw them shivering at night and eating raw meat, he knew they needed fire. But the gods did not allow man to have fire. They knew that man would misuse it and destroy with it. Prometheus was sure that the good man did with fire would outweigh the bad, so he stole fire from the gods and gave it to man.
Zeus decided to punish Prometheus with trickery. He called Aphrodite to pose while Hephaestus made a clay figure of a woman. Then he brought the statue to life. The gods granted the woman with many gifts including beauty, charm, cunning, wit, eloquence, deceit, skill, and curiosity. Then Zeus gave her a box and told her she was never to open it. Zeus then offered Pandora as a wife to Prometheus.
The Titan wanted her, but he refused because he knew it must be a trick of the gods. Zeus became angry and punished Prometheus. The Titan was chained to a rock. There, a vulture came daily to feed on his flesh. Prometheus’s brother, Epimetheus, accepted Pandora as his wife, and the couple settled down for a happy life. But Pandora always wondered what was in the box Zeus gave her. Finally she couldn’t hold her curiosity down anymore. She opened the box, and from it flew hate, anger, sickness, poverty, and every bad thing in the world. She slammed the lid down and managed to trap the final evil still in the box: hopelessness. So today, even when the going gets tough, every human still has hope.
Do you know something. I hate this story. Not only because I’ve come to realize that men throughout history have desired women and came to resent them for it (look for the hints in the story), but because I think hope, not hopelessness, is also an evil.
Yes, hope is an evil, and probably one of the worst because it deceives us into thinking that it’s not one. Hopelessness on the other hand is a blessing in disguise. Continue Reading →
GOAL : 56 hours sleep for February 2010
ACTUAL: 57 hours sleep for February 2010
You remember all that stuff I said about January being the hardest month (the last week especially)? Well, throw that out the window; February is by far the worst Dymaxion Sleep month I’ve ever had. And again, all the thanks goes to one thing, my social life.
February was filled with showcases, performances, and classes to teach. At first my whole flexible schedule thing worked out, and I finally thought I was able to have a social life and sleep two hours day (ain’t I stupid). I guess my social life has a thing against my sleep habits; I had back to back shows, back to back classes, back to back meetings, and anything else back to back.
I found myself sometimes not skipping one nap but two! If you ever practised polyphasic sleeping, especially Uberman or Dymaxion like me, then you’ll understand the importance of what I just said. Continue Reading →