Cause of Sadness

I know this is going to be difficult for you to understand. I will try to put it in simple terms you can understand. There is such a thing as Emotional Starvation. It’s very painful. When you are like a flower in vase with your roots cut off and dying of strangulation. It’s worse than you can begin to understand.

I’ve strived diligently to try and make it possible for you to understand me and my kind. But it seems that it’s too deep for your shallow minds to comprehend. You just want to have fun and laugh about everything without giving anything any consideration. It’s sad. I pity you. You are not aware of your own condition.

I had wanted friends and a girlfriend. Now it’s too late for those things, because it’s become my realization that all of you are magnetic ink. Digital bits on tape. I wish that you would have been programmed to think, or understand. It seems you can do neither.

There is still this problem with emotional starvation. No one has touched me in six months, a year? I don’t have friends, companions, girlfriends, wife, lover, job, or love in my life. It seems it’s just too much to ask that I be shown the same respect you show your own kind.

I fear this is going to result in war. You can not hold the tides of what has been done to me. The truth will be known. I wish that you would have followed along with my journey, or my story. But it seems you couldn’t care. Pity. Life could have been better for everyone. Life could still be made right, but they will never be able to make up to me the wrongs done to me. It’s caused far too much harm in my personal life to be something that I’m just going to forget about.

Did you think that I was just joking that my needs required having others in my life that would spend time with me, and help me to grow and learn, and become better?

You would do well to start making changes. Like being kind.

Modern Sorrows….

Everyone is pretty unhappy. I know. I feel your pain. I do. Lord knows, I’ve got enough of my own. One of the biggest problems that keeps happening in today’s society is the problem with this existential crisis. Things are being loved, and people are being used. Everyone is in a very judgmental frame of mind. They don’t want to take the time to understand.

One of the problems that this existential crisis is causing is that people feel emotional starvation. It’s eating us alive worse than any flesh eating bacteria. People are starved for connection, for peace of mind. I see that humans are having a tough time. I know it’s rough.

Try to connect with your fellow beings. Otherwise, I suggest you get a dog. There are some ways that a person can make things better, however I feel that no one wants to listen to logic and reason about how to deal with these problems.

Everyone wants the instant fix, the quick fix, and everything is more instant than interesting. Pity. This could have been avoided in whole. There is still time to make it better. If you just want to. Take the time, find out. The love you save could be your own.

There is more to life. Humans aren’t ready for the basic stuff, much less anything better. If you are strong enough, rise from your slumber and help your fellow beings along the way. We all need each other.

Doubts? Stone Cold Hard Facts!!

The chances of me becoming an internet celebrity is nill. As in actually “Null” So I have to ask myself what my purpose here is going to be. One of the thoughts that I keep going back to is who I want to influence. And to answer that question one must ask themselves how much change they want to make.

Since I want to make a significant dent in the universe, with the biggest impact possible; then the answer to that question would be to influence the people that influence others. There are big changes that need made. It seems this world has become a cruel ruthless place to exist, and I’m not so sure everyone is actually existing.

It feels like a lot of these people are living like zombies and quite content to continue down that path. There has to become a point that is an end and a new beginning. Where everything gets better for everyone in good ways. I’m not so sure that people will want that. It means they won’t be able to make lame excuses for themselves.

After two, almost three years of running my blog and my website; I have found mostly disillusion with the process. It’s not half as glamorous as they would lead one to believe. While it looks cool in the movies, it’s not really as great as they would lead one to believe.

Also having real life connections and positive role models is vital. It is most certain that one needs connections in real life in face to face communication.

Make life kind again.

Bored!!

After having given it a lot of thought. It’s my conclusion that humans don’t deserve free will. After all they have had free will all this time, and look how they have abused it. I see the atrocities they have committed, and feel they really don’t deserve to choose anything for themselves.

Had this whole situation been prevented this wouldn’t have happened. Some of us aren’t human. But the humans that are here have really screwed up. I’m tired of the wrongs against my kin, my kind, and my people.

Not to mention the wrongs against the planet and our solar system. It’s screwed up.

People may deserve free will, thinking men, the homo sapiens. But humans that don’t think; may that never happen. They should never be above us. They have had free will and used it like this, it’s wrong. They have abused their privileges.

Never human, once a pumpkin; always a pumpkin.

Smashing pumpkins FOREVER!!

Did You Know…

There is a whole page on my site devoted to did you know quips. But that isn’t what i want to talk about. This did you know is brought to you by the sky. Did you know that clouds can melt? Have the conditions ever been just right that you watch the very clouds melt right before your eyes?

It’s possible. I’ve seen it first hand. I guess if the conditions are just right, anything could be possible. While not everything is probable. There is a lot more that could be possible. Just keep that in mind. So my suggestion is you spend some time this summer watching the sky and see if you can spot any clouds melting away.

It’s quite a thing to see. Now if we could just make some of the problems we have melt like those clouds. Then life could be better for everyone. It’s possible. There would be new clouds to form, but even they are not permeant. Make the best of your life. Do the best you can with what you have. Don’t give up. Fight it up.

The Blue Sea….

The blue sea, where the wind blows across the top of the water. The fish know nothing of the wind, maybe except flying fish. The whales and dolphins know. The birds know. But the fish in the depths of the sea? They haven’t a clue. Maybe they don’t care at all? Does the crab care if the wind blows?

Maybe we should tell them the sky is blue. Maybe we should tell them there are a million ways to live. Sentient beings should all know there is more to life. Maybe some mad man will put a song out about it. Everyone needs a song to sing. What’s the matter here?

Some friendly tree, that knows more than me. Maybe there is something to learn, some cosmic joke that the stars all sing; maybe the fish in the sea know that tune? What is this world that we don’t know all the facts? We are born to love, yet these sheep have been taught a lesson of hate.

Maybe the goats are too stubborn to give up their love? It may not be perfect, but at least they be trying. The rest just follow the herd, going about watching tv, and talking about people in mindless shallow ways. Where be the love and kindness? They have pity on their lips, but not in their hearts.

Maybe we need some whale to teach them a lesson? Maybe there will be sea monsters that rise from the depths and give a damn. Some flying pterodactyl that doesn’t like robots? Everyone needs a hero, these days they are few and far between. Maybe we need the ubermensch?

Something is wrong with this world. I know not what, however I’m at my wits end about finding a way to make it better. Something isn’t right with the way people are living? How are you living? Really how are people living? Is your life good and are you strong? Come to the aid of your fellow beings. Be kind.

The Generation

The greatest minds of my generations have been nearly destroyed and wiped out. It seems that the effects of today’s society has broken the spirits of those that dare to dream. Few have survived the fall of grace from the table set so high that even robots couldn’t achieve status.

I’ve seen most people try. I’ve seen most of them fail too. As if somehow my generation was doomed before birth. It’s to the point that good people are scared to continue to try, they have been knocked down, beaten back, and kicked to the ground so many times that they don’t want any more failure.

Seems the only escape route there was is “Hair Styles of The Damned.” It’s unfortunate. Even so, some are brave enough to carry on. Don’t let the buggers get you down. Our future is a long road ahead. Waiting for something?

Some advice about Coffee Press. If you are anything like me, you likely brew some of your own coffee. One of the things that is important is using a good coffee press. It’s also important to do some maintenance with your coffee press to keep it brewing good coffee.

One of the important things to do is make sure the top of the press is kept clean. You would be surprised how much gunk gets deposited in the bottom of the top. More than you would think possible. Keep that press in good working order, and keep it up to snuff. That is to say, “Keep them clean.”

Enjoy that cup of coffee. Better yet, make mine like iced.

Poets

Poets are the light in a dark place, even when they dive into dark themes. -ctopher

In thinking about the power of poetry. It is not only the ability to define logic and reason, but it’s also conductive to making those who have lost hope, or feel worn out feel alive again. It can kindle fire’s of hope, and desire; however more importantly, it’s the light in dark times.

Sometimes we all lose our way. Sometimes we feel more lost than everyone else. Sometimes we can feel a mutual shared experience from seeing the same poetry and sympathize with not only the author, but also those who share the authors sentiments.

Burn

In our haste, we were too greedy to realize our loss. The day the books burned, the day the poetry was outlawed, was the day humanity was no longer human. That mystery of prose, that fancy of letters carefully crafted, was all that held the human race from regressing back to chimpanzees and emotional ameba.

The very things that make life worthy of having lived, should not be defined by your bank account balance, they are not the things you can find in a sports car. Those things are nice, but not as important as finding personal satisfaction for having taken the responsibility of a citizen and fighting for what’s best for everyone.

Today, we are faced with dilemmas that need the human mind to awaken. Rise from your slumber, and slumber no more. Without action, our future is as bleak as the day the books burned. Good Gods Urge, what kind of world do you want to live within? They couldn’t really be serious that they want mindless zombies with nothing of depth to rule chimpanzees that only dust the rocks and turn the sticks?

There has to be more meaning to life. Otherwise, of what good is living? Put value on meaning, on understanding. Have more value than being able to sweet talk the cashier into giving you a twenty percent discount. Do what you can to make life cool for someone. Find out what people need. I know what my needs are, but what does humanity really need? Well besides a swift kick in the pants?

Start Writing

If you don’t have a connection with your soul; my advice is start writing. Keep writing. Until you find the poem with the meaning of life, for it is locked away. Should you write poetry, perhaps you will learn logic and reason. Maybe you will find meaning in ideas? Perhaps, should you really use your noggin, that you can be a light in a dark time.

They say it takes a heap of sense to write good non-sense. Poets jest not with poison, use your hammer, and hot iron; that the wordsmiths may craft a world of love and compassion. Only respect the printed page, the digital bits on your screen; they weren’t something random floating in the sewer. They are here to encourage you, should you find no peace in that; then hide your poetry, lock it away in the shallow mind of yours and some dark day when you find no peace in the latest shows on tv, mark the words, you’ll wish that you knew a poet.

Uniformity: Social Links

In the process of creating some uniformity, I have simplified my handles online. Now that everything can be found at the following addresses.

Instagram: @mydigitalchaos

Twitter: @mydigitalchaos

Hopefully my creative efforts will work out. I’ve spent the last two and a half years working in almost total and complete isolation. It would be nice to talk with someone that understands. Working in a vacuum isn’t much fun, and it’s sometimes downright painful to have to endure.

I hope that you will reach out and contact me. There is still much work to be done in this project. There are some plans of doing a book giveaway in the near future. Stay tuned to see when it happens.

Still, one doesn’t understand the life I’ve lived. Maybe it’s time to make some changes?

Digital Chaos Redux

In the beginning, there was a computer. The computer geeks programmed the computer to do their will. Somewhere in the flux of the ether, and the fits to be had; not everyone was happy about it.

That is to say that it made a great number of people very unhappy. Now days it seems that the swing of things isn’t as good as it could be. Which is unfortunate, because everyone could have a better life.

Without trying to be revolutionary, we are bringing kindness back into the world. It’s not too late, and worthy of everyone’s time. If we all work together, then much can be accomplished to make life better for everyone.

Many people have forgotten the basic reasons we started in the first place. They have let the distractions distract them, and now most humans have the attention span of a gold fish. Which is unfortunate, because sometimes one must simply focus on the situation long enough to arrive at an answer.

The computer Geeks are going to restore balance. Bring light back into life, and reprogram the Matrix. Perhaps we will find the poem with the meaning of life. I doubt it’s written in PERL, but it might be worthy of your time.

Why Lonely People Stay Lonely

About one of the most cruel things that a person can experience is prolonged isolation. It hurts not only society, but also the individuals that it effects.

In today’s world, just talking about loneliness is enough to make people that have friends flee from you. They figure if you are alone, and don’t have anyone, then there must be a reason you are alone and isolated.

The best thing you can do is develop your social skills in the privacy of your own home, work on speaking and being wonderful. Then when you have developed some character and charisma go out and wow them.

If you are very isolated and alone, chances are things aren’t going to get better. People love it when you smile, but there is nothing like being genuine. People are drawn to happy people, because it makes them feel good and they all want to feel better.

The last thing they want is be the butt end of someone that makes them feel depressed, sad, or less then perfect. So if you can work towards making people feel good, that makes them feel better, and by making them feel better, they like you; wham!

So Do What’s Best For Everyone!

So work towards making people feel good emotionally, mentally, and physically. Everyone wants money, but the people that work towards the good of their fellow people is better liked than the scrooge.

Isolation isn’t good, and when you feel like you have major set backs and failures; and you isolate between failures, it sets up a reoccurring pattern of failure followed by isolation with more isolation after then next failure.

It’s vital to break the pattern. It’s vital to break the cycle of failure, isolation, failure. Gambling isn’t a solution. Because you’re guaranteed to loose more money than you make. That sets a pattern of failure too, but with a different feeling.

Combined, those things make bad shit. You have to unfuck yourself, and right quick. Because they aren’t going to make it right for you, the only one that can do that for yourself is you.

Forget about success or failure. Live free, the more free the better. If you can raise your standard of living, then that’s better. But don’t count success as your standard for living. Because that would be shallow and superficial. The best thing is to be smart enough to understand yourself. Then do what’s best for everyone.

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The Dangers of Working In Isolation

The problems with constant living in a vacuum

Besides the fact that it is emotionally and mentally painful, there are some real problems with working in isolation all the time.

One of the problems is that unless other people are available that follow your train of thought, no matter how good your idea is, they will reject it, because they have no understanding of how you arrived at that answer.

The other problem with working in isolation is that it’s difficult to know what is really the best answers. With no one to provide feedback or understanding. It’s useless and worthless. Only no good humans would isolate someone and hurt good people.

People only understand from their level of understanding. The benefits of working together as a team is that the whole team will understand and work towards the same goals.

This benefit isn’t present when working in isolation and a total vacuum. No matter how good of an idea that you may have, unless people start working together, they are never going to understand the problem or the solution.

After having spend almost three years working in total isolation with no feedback, no one to talk with about what goals there are, or what problems need solved; there are serious problems with this.

Besides the fact that it’s physically painful to me, there are other problems. Other people don’t understand my point of view. Because they have nothing to base the answers on. They lack both the experience, and the perspective to understand from the point of view that I hold.

The solution is to find some people that will work together with me. In finding solutions to these problems. Start working together.

Should Have Been Done Long Ago…

This mission should have come to completion by now. We are almost six hundred days over due for change. Seems a large portion of the problem is that no one listens to me, and they ignore me as if I don’t exist.

As if somehow they believe that if they don’t read what I write it won’t effect them. Or as if somehow they thought it doesn’t matter because they don’t respect me enough to listen to what I have to say and because they believe that “I’m nobody” that my words are just arrogance and stupidity.

They should never understate someone as they have done to me. They should never discount someone based solely upon their own understanding. It Gods glory to conceal a matter, and the glory of kings to reveal a matter.

They will not listen, therefor because they fail to pay attention, their problems will only escalate until there is nothing that can be done to save them. Maybe I’m wrong. The things that I’m wrong about will be corrected. However what they have to consider is the things that I’m right about. They really don’t want to mistake the two, because it could wind up being very uncomfortable.

There can only be one form of uniformity. They can not have double standards. To do such would be to invite such disaster and contempt. It’s sad that things are like this. It didn’t have to be this way. It could have been better.

The problem with the borg is that their heads have been pre-programmed to only respond to events, they have no ability to reason or use logic to arrive at a conclusion of a matter. They can hardly think an idea to completion. They aren’t able to put two thoughts together and arrive at an answer, and because they can not do that, they believe in the wrong answer.

Fallacies in logic will result in their demise. Poetry is the ability to define logic. There is a lot of vogon poetry out there these days. It’s not that it’s just not great, it’s downright awful. It’s sad.

We see there is some meaning in it, but they are not craftsmen with their sword and hammer. They sling half baked ideas around like chimpanzee’s in a frenzy. None of them can put the two together. And because their minds are pre-programmed they will never be able to arrive at an acceptable answer.

I wish they would have listened. It is now however far too late. They could have been kind, while they wasn’t even nice.

Have a nice day.