sleep fascinates me

Via: Psychology Degree

Time - P. Floyd

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
And you are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say

Gays and jackholes

   I don’t quite understand what the big deal is with homosexuals and marriage.
First look at the divorce rate. Obviously this whole marriage thing is not working out for the heterosexuals as 100% of marriages end in either divorce or death.
What kind of choice is that?
Why do they want to be married anyway? It’s just a piece of paper saying there is a legally binding contract between 2 people. More paperwork for the courts when they decide to call it quits. Just what we need more crap in the judicial river. Is it just because they can’t and that makes it special? Is it just a way to thumb a nose at the “norms”?

But then again why are they being denied?
There is no legal reason for it.
Again, It’s just a piece of paper saying there is a legally binding contract between 2 people.
Stopping 2 people from being married just because they are of the same sex is discrimination and it smells like our demonizing friends “The Moral Majority”
DUM-DUM-DUM
Once again someone is forcing their ideas of normality onto someone else.
That’s the true wrong thing here.
It’s not that 1 group of people do not have the same rights as another group.
So what. Big Deal.
There are whole nations of people without any rights at all.
It’s that there is one small group of jackholes who have their ideas of morality and have the money and power to force them on everyone else.
I find it disgusting that someone has the audacity to think they have the right to tell someone else what they can and cannot do just cause they view it as morally corrupt or what I can or cannot do in the privacy of my own home.
Give a solid legitimate reason 2 men cannot marry, like the earth will crack and spin into the sun or a medical reason like it will cause everyone in a 45 mile radius to contract cooties and go blind.
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crap....
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Ok I had a really pithy and scathing train of thought going but Back to the Future is on and well this just one of the most awesome movies of all time.

Sorry I am distracted right now.
But you know what I mean here.
Any questions, leave comments below..
I have to go back in time.

Do you Mind?

How to describe this.

I picture my mind as being the foyer to a huge library that continues on to infinity.

Everything is made of rich, dark wood and golden brass much like an old bank.

The floor is made of a white marble and yet it feels like thick plush carpeting. Looking up you see a cloudy gray sky. Like a cloud was lassoed and brought in and allowed to reside in the upper tiers.

Looking around are balconies with brass railings and doors leading to various memories, times, moments, etc.

Between each door is a large bookcase full of books. These are full of reference material, books I have read, thoughts, dream reference index’s, etc.

Looking straight ahead as you enter, you will see mission control but just beyond that is a long very wide hallway leading toward the great glass and marble spiral staircase (I guess I don’t have any elevators installed? I might want to look into that). If you approach mission control you can see off to your right and left that the large hallways continue down as far as the eye can see.

At mission control is where the 5 archetypes sit.

These are the people that “run the show”.

They don’t do the grunt work but they facilitate each and every thought. They process requests; they provide the daily outlook and control each mood.

These are the personalities.

Each day the foyer is a bustle with thousands of various people running about.

Some are dressed in roman like togas and look quite scholarly, some are in business suits, some looking like they just crawled out of a coalmine. They all are talking to each other or deep in thought as they stride off to… wherever they are going. You can also see the balconies as these characters are exiting from one room and entering into another.

Each day and every day this huge foyer is a bustle of noise. Slowly at first as I awake and the day begins but it rapidly fills up quick. An orderly chaos ensues as these synapses run around on the daily business. The clicking of heels, the roar of the mumblings and laughter and conversations is rather deafening. Sometimes a unwanted memory will break out of their door and come rolling through the foyer like a drunken rugby team. These have to be beaten, shot and whipped back into their room and the door bolted shot.

Then night falls and business types start to weed out as I put work behind me but there are still quite a number of “people” rolling around.

Finally at bed time it's time to clear the area.

Some days are easier then others. Some days everyone goes to their room and it's just some light entertainment as the dream team comes out and does their thing. Not sure who runs the controls then, never really met the fellow.

Some days it seems like no one wants to go home. Everyone is still strolling about. It seems as if some have even forgotten where they were going so they just stand around talking to whomever will listen. This is usually when real old doors start flying open and odd and vagrant memories start running about causing damage and a raucous noise.

If I concentrate really hard I can contact the Shadowman archetype and have him start herding these guys back to their cells. Sometimes they have to be threatened with forgetion* before they start moving. Sometimes the Shadowman has to take a couple down with his 2 gauge shotgun (yes I said 2. The shells are the size of beer cans). One or 2 have to be taken out to get the rest of the memory to know who is in charge here.

Yeah. That a pretty accurate depiction of my mind.

Maybe one day we will return and see what is going on for the day.

*(combination of forgetting and deletion)

BTW: if there is an aspiring artist out there who would like to render this for me, please shoot me a line. I cant pay anything but I surely could add details and would LOVE to see it.

The Dead Are Walkin

AWMAN!!

   If you have not caught THE WALKING DEAD yet you are denying yourself a treat. It is raw and virtually uncensored.
   The zombies are great (ooh they have all varieties too!) The actors are believable, the characters are... OK well they could be a tad bit better. They do seem to be rushing to the gore and bypassing character develop but that's OK for now.
   I don’t want them to get all mired in the mucky-muck like Smallville is. Smallville had an opportunity to be a bigger better version of Lois and Clark but decided to go all Dawson's Creek instead. I wanted more SUPER and less MAN.
    The walking dead has the highest grossing numbers of any show ever to premiere on AMC which is awesome. They are just 2 episodes in and have already been renewed for next year which is awesome. Basically if FIREFLY had had these numbers it would still be on the air today. I know this wont last as there is only so far you can take an apocalyptic movie with monsters (human and not) so I am bathing in the beauty as long as possible,Whats also cool is the main character is played by a British actor doing a dang good American accent. I don’t know if you have heard him talk off screen but he has one of those British accents that would best be attributed to Londoner high society. Yet he is kickin as a rural sheriff. Bravo sir Bravo.
   I would really like it if they start drawing out the tension and suspense. For instance (SPOILER ALERT) when they were covered in the guck and walking to the van. I did not feel any suspense or tension and I really wanted to.
   One of the “selling points” of the show is so far most is in broad daylight which is cool in it's own way. I guess I would have enjoyed that scene more if it had been darker and did not have the foreshadowing clouds.
   I have read the graphic novels that this is based on and they are intense and very well done. The kind that you read and then lay there and ponder what if as you dose off to sleep
   I usually DVR the show Sunday night and then watch it Monday Why? Well for one because I have to watch it by myself. I am alone in this household in my adoration for the zombie genre. The closest I could come would be the princess. She does like a good gore-fest but has to be in the mood and , of course, has to have her friends with her. Daddy doesn’t count anymore (boohoo). Also I do it so I have less time to wait before the next showing.
                                   To recap
                      Walking Dead = awesome show
If you don’t watch it you are depriving yourself of some of the best eye pie on TV

and everyone loves pie.





                                 Oh BTW if you google the walking dead watch your the google font.

What dreams may come

Have you ever had a dream where the emotions of it follow you back into the real world?
For instance in High School, my sophomore year, I had a dream where a girl and I started dating and I really liked her.
I cannot remember her name but her face is still strong in my mind and I can even remember to this day sitting in these folding metal chairs in a class and holding hands.
Just a dream, though.
Now in the real world I thought this girl was “ok” cute and good to talk to but that was it. I thought she was out of my league of course ( In High School I thought EVERYONE was out of my league. It wasn’t until my senior year that an older woman boosted my self confidence to a dizzying and powerful height, but that is another story. )
Anyway, one night I had this dream. It was not sexual in any way. Rather innocent actually.
However, when I woke up that morning I had a full on crush.
Didn’t matter what I told myself the emotions were still there.
I puppydogged this poor girl for at least a month until it finally started wearing off.
This is when it hit me.
My mind broke my heart.
Not only do I have to suffer through the hell of High School but now my own mind is plotting against me.
UNFAIR!
Since that time I have had a scattering of these emotional dreams here and there but nothing this strong.
Until the other night.
There is a woman I used to work with that I had feelings for and visa-versa. Nothing ever became of it because I was engaged at the time.
She disappeared from my life about 20 years ago but I still think about her from time to time.
I have tried “looking her up” but never follow through with it.
Why? Why should I. Nothing good can come of it.
I would like to catch up to her, talk and reminisce and stuff but I also want to be a good boy as well.
I have sown all my oats, I think. I have to learn to take responsibility for my actions as well.
(yes it does sound like I am trying to talk myself into this.)
There she was the other night.
I, of course, cannot recall the whole dream but just snippets.
Basically the overall feeling was I dropped everything and moved to California to be with her by the sea.
The emotions that spilled out when I woke up were almost devastating.
First off I had no idea where I was but more importantly I hurt.
I felt loss and remorse and shame and joy
I was stunned for the rest of the day. My mind was in a rolling turmoil.
It was as if emotions were bubbling up and flying about and my mind was shotgunning them down as quickly as it could.
Sometimes I hate my mind.
Sometimes I just want to stab it with a Q-Tip until it shuts up.

Korean StarCraft Player Demonstrates 300 Actions Per Minute

Korean StarCraft Player Demonstrates 300 Actions Per Minute



OK. WOW! This is insane!
How is this even enjoyable as game?
When i used to play games like this (I had to quit when I had a family. 1 point for me) I was always slow and just wandering around.
"OH! a mission dopededoh!"
Irony is , if you watch this the guys whose fingers are a blur on the keyboard talks r e a l l y s l o w