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Sunday, 06 April 2008

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    The Amber Spyglass (His Dark Materials, Book 3)
    By Philip Pullman
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    Whoa

             So, I kept getting e-mails from Xanga saying that it wasn't lame anymore and that it would love for me to come back and preferably buy the premium account. I soon tired of deleting them and was motivated enough to delete my account or edit the preferences or whatever I had to do to stop them sending these e-mails to me.
             Xanga was indeed telling the truth about it having changed, whether or not it's still lame is yet to be determined, but obviously due to the fact that this is being posted, I find it LESS lame than before. Regardless, I found that I enjoyed the ability to make themes for it and soon became a thrall to the process of making one. After a few hours I managed to muster one up to my liking which hopefully you have noticed. I'm aware that it doesn't really line up properly if you are not using the latest version of Firefox, or if you're using IE/Safari/Opera/Whatever other browsers are out there these days. Ultimately, if you don't have Firefox 3 Beta 5, then you don't deserve to experience my theme in all its Clashy glory. Clashy as in pertaining to The Clash that is.
             Anyhooooo, this post was mainly an attempt to call attention to my wicked theme, but, it brought to mind  something else. The amount of change that has occurred within Xanga since October 1, 2006, the date of my last post, in some ways mirrors the changes of my life today. Firstly, it too has a flashy new exterior (my beard/othermanlyfeatures/hip2grooveclothes) although what you can find inside is basically the same. Xanga too is perhaps more lonely than before, or atleast less connected. Gone are the days when EVERYONE used it. Facebook, for better in some ways, for worse in others, has pretty much replaced Xanga for most of us. My life too is less connected to those around me. Via college, the old group of friends has mainly moved to Lansing (Facebook) while the stragglers have spread out, a few remaining in relatively close contact (Xangers). Okay, okay, maybe its not that great of an analogy, especially the flashy new look part, but it does convey the meaning atleast somewhat.
             Well, as this first year of college winds down for some (lucky bastards) and drags on for other (me), I guess I'll just have to wait and see if more users wander back to Xanga for the summer.

    MK

    P.S. DID U SEE WHAT I DID THARR AT THE END???

Sunday, 01 October 2006

  • The Pale Blue Dot

        Well, it has been quite some time since my last post, so this one is just to see if people know this site still exists. A while ago in 1990,  Voyager 1 took a picture as it was about 4 billion miles from Earth. Quite by accident, our little planet was caught within the photograph. Below, is the furthest away any picture has been taken of our planet.
     

    Earth is near the end of the arrow.

    Here is an enlarged picture of the pale blue dot...


    Astrophysicist Carl Sagan had this to say about the picture...
    "We succeeded in taking that picture [from deep space], and, if you look at it, you see a dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever lived, lived out their lives. The aggregate of all our joys and sufferings, thousands of confident religions, ideologies and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilizations, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every hopeful child, every mother and father, every inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every superstar, every supreme leader, every saint and sinner in the history of our species, lived there on a mote of dust, suspended in a sunbeam.

    The earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that in glory and in triumph they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of the dot on scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner of the dot. How frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity -- in all this vastness -- there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves. It is up to us. It's been said that astronomy is a humbling, and I might add, a character-building experience. To my mind, there is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly and compassionately with one another and to preserve and cherish that pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known."

    I agree Dr. Sagan, rest in peace.

    Humbly yours,
    MK

     
     

Saturday, 11 March 2006

  •     *Pre Post*
       
        Well, it's been some time since my last entry and after much coaxing from my limited list of subscribers and a promise to a special someone, I have finally decided to try and quell the uprising and submit another entry in the saga. Right now, i'm not entirely certain as to what this post will be about but hopefully you all will like it (If you saw by the *Pre Post* I am trying a little different format on this one, so bare with me).
        First, you know how if you go a long time without something you come to think that it's better than it actually is? For example, if you go on a long camping trip and near the end, you are thinking how great some tele or internet would be, then when you get home, it's not that great? Well, i'm not entirely certain but I think that the few of you out there who read this thing may have a case of whatever it is I was trying to illustrate with the camping scenario earlier. Please don't get your hopes up too high for this next post. I know it's been a while since I've written one, but remember, they aren't that sweet so don't be dissapointed if this sucks.
       
        *Post*
       
        Life is and always has been a mystery. This mystery however is not unsolvable nor already solved as some people believe. There are events in our lives which help us crack bits and pieces of this complex case; events such as losing a close friend, graduating, moving away from home, or my personal favorite, falling in love.
        Crimes cannot truly be solved until they are over, and I believe that the mystery of life is no different. Nobody can know for sure what life is until they have lived it fully. I apologize for the cliche introduction of the meaning of life, but I think it provides nicely for what I would really like to elaborate on, and that is... laziness.
        As I said earlier, one cannot understand life unless they live it fully and (if it happens too often) being lazy hinders the process of living. Laziness or relaxation is a necessary aspect of life and if used properly, can be quite beneficial. Everybody needs their own time for R&R. After a tough day, week, or year, people need to be able to go home, or on a vacation, and sit around and do nothing. I am a big fan of being lazy for I do it often.
        However, as beneficial as being lazy can be, it can also be quite the detriment as well. One thing I have continuously told myself I would do is start running or atleast do a few push ups or sit ups a day but as many excuses as I can think of as to why I haven't started doing anything about my physical fitness, my laziness is the only excuse I have that bares any real truth. Some day I might actually start running, it's 58° and sunny right now so there's no good reason for me to not take a jog after this post, who knows what the future holds...
        Okay, back to the dangers of laziness. I know many people, e.g. Dirk, that could make an incredible impact on this world if not for laziness. Some people are gifted with intelligence and cursed with laziness. People like Dirk can absorb information with ease if only they tried but laziness prevents them. These people will most likely live a relatively good but most likely uneventful and stale life. If only they tried could an entirely new realm of possibilities open to them.
        It really is sad to see how much laziness can take away from the lives of people. Laziness does not only pertain to academics and physical fitness, it can also pertain to social relationships. It is much easier to sit in your room and do nothing than it is to seek out your true love or strengthen ties with family and friends, so in turn many people simply do the easiest thing and sit in their room even when the happiness that love and friendship can bring them far outwieghs the effort it takes to achieve such things. I'm a romantic at heart so now that I've found someone who is truly special, I try my best to make them feel as loved as they actually are. The best way to do this I think is to simply be yourself, that's what I do and I think that it's working, though you'd have to ask Meg to see for sure... I hope that I make her feel as good as she does me.
        Well, I think that I should probably start winding up this post. It has been quite lengthy and has hopefully made up for the month plus of no posting. I guess the point of this post is that although it seems easier now to be lazy with academics, fitness, and even relationships, the benefits of actually trying in all that you do in life will far outweigh the work that it takes to do so.

    *Post Post* (ha, post post, get it?)

        Sorry if this post did not contain much substance and/or was all stuff that you've heard before and a waste of time, but being as lazy as I am, I felt that I needed to write it. Who knows, I might actually take a jog today. Also, I am sorry to you Meg if I embarassed you by mentioning how great you are, but it's true. Ugh, I just did it again, sorry. I had better just quit now, au revoir.

                                                                             Truly,
                                                                             MK

Thursday, 12 January 2006

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    Bat out of Hell
    By Meat Loaf
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    *Meat Loaf = Second Greatest Band In History*

        Okay, that statement introduces you all into my topic of choice for this entry; La Musica. Today, there is an incredible dearth* of great new bands. Before I continue, I guess I had better describe what a great band is to me. Great bands do not play because of the money, the fame, the fans, or the media. Great bands play for the music. How can you tell? For one, they write the majority of their songs themselves. They don't take contracting deals from all kinds of writers in order to make some cash. Their songs contain not only good vocals, but good instrumentals as well. One person who can sing well is relatively easy to find. A great band consists not only of a great singer, but of a great writer, guitarist, drummer, keyboardist, and so on. The Trans-Siberian Orchestra is a great band.
        Contrary to popular belief, Green Day is not a great band. They have a decent singer and their drummers and guitarists skills are mediocre at best. Sometimes its not the skill, its the songs and how they play them you say. To that, I say their most famous songs e.g. "Boulevard of Broken Dreams," are remakes infused with more vulgarity and less meaning than the original. Remakes do not make a band great.
         But I guess after all I've said, it still comes down to what you like. You can not be persuaded to like music you simply don't like. Myself, I like music that consists of love, hope, meaning, and overall things that are good. I don't want to listen to songs about despair or depression unless its about how to get out of them. I don't want to listen to songs about "my humps," either, but that's  a whole other story...
        Meat Loaf sings songs with lyrics like "for crying out loud, you know I love you," and "if life is just a highway, then the soul is just a car." What's not to like about it? It's poetic, beautiful, has awesome guitar and vocals as well as piano. I just don't see how people prefer songs about despair or ones that lack any musical talent and are filled with swear words that anyone could string together. I know that life isn't always good, but I might as well listen to music that is more uplifting than depressing. Why would I want to hear a song with lyrics like
                            "Read between the lines
                             What's fucked up and everything's alright
                             Check my vital signs
                             To know I'm still alive and I walk alone,"
    (sorry for using this song again, but it was the first that was really popular that popped into my mind)

      
     I don't know maybe I pay attention and care about a songs lyrics more than most people, or maybe I'm just a stiff, but I don't get it. Anyways, this has been an incredible rant and I would be surprised if you made it to the end. Sorry this post wasn't really about much, I was being pressured into posting, haha, so there ya go.

    MK



    *VOCAB WORD
       

Wednesday, 21 December 2005

  •     Many people use Xangas to simply explain the daily happenings of their lives. This is fine, but it's not what I do. I put my heart and soul into everything I write on here. I spend hours, sometimes spread across nights, constructing a few measly paragraphs on here about things that I deeply care about. I try to put a piece of myself into each and every post, and when that little piece of me is duplicated, even vaguely, it hurts massively. Most of you may not be able to relate to the way I feel about what I write.
        To me, my writings are a piece of myself, and I a piece of them, they are not usually a simple informative bit about how I'm feeling at the current time, or of the happenings of my life. They are more. They are not just about my life, they are my life.
        I hope you are able to see why it is that I was so upset when I believed one of them were inconsiderately taken. I did indeed over react, being mean, irrational, and overall a jerk, for that I am sorry for I hate such things, especially when they come from myself. I am not infalliable to spur of the moment feelings, nor do I pretend to be. I do not expect nor seek to be forgiven, but I do hope that conveying to you all how I feel about what I write may give a slight understanding as to why I behaved the way I did. Again, I do apologize, I did not forsee that such actions would be as upsetting to others as they apparantly are. But alas, the past is past, and now, I look to the future, and to the return of someone I've missed for too long now...

    Sinceramente,
    MK

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