I know it. I just do.
I can feel it in the air I breathe and the water I drink.
In the tears I cry and the thoughts I think.
I can feel the loss I soon will experience.
While for us there are three constants in this world.
I am sorry my friend there’s one I can’t keep.
The day you leave will be at least a sad day.
Because no one can live forever.
It strange. No matter who you talk to, eventually everyone is looking for someone they can relate to. If only for a short moment, just a glimpse of someone who can relate is nice.
Atlanta, Georgia, is host to such an event. DragonCon is an open forum for those who share a simple common interest. A love of art, mass-media, science-fiction, music, film, fantasy and overall congregating just to enjoy themselves.
So whether you want to Save Darfour; If you want to stop the WARZ in the IRAQUE; Take a chance at saving the Planet while you have the highest power consumption in your city; or realize that just hanging out and having a good time will accomplish about the same thing, come on down to the gathering Labor Day weekend. Who knows what will happen, but at least you might find something else to occupy your time for a while.
**Heck there is even a Star Warts thing for you Mark…
I’d like to say that my day was the product of many an adulterated hallucinogenic street drug. You know, the kind you get from the rebellious children of hippies burnt out a long time ago.
Unfortunately a drink called the “Toddy” is responsible. Cold brewed artisan roasted coffees, the style that takes twelve hours as water slowly drips over the sultry grains of pulverized black gold. Then, by the grace of God alone, it is poured out of the carafe and served on ice. If you like, there could be room left for cream. If it were on draft, you’d have to slice it at the end of the pour to take it away from the tap. Visit the CorpCofe.com website to enjoy new refreshment solutions.
It is a buzz like no other.
No side effects to report as of yet. With the exception of almost clear clairvoyance and purity of thought. A Zen-like state of premature enlightenment.
The kind of bliss that makes you want to write philosophical rhymes without reason on crumpled pieces of napkins while listening to old school trance music over the P.A. All the while just sitting in a coffee shop, where you could stare at the walls for hours and be happy. For the first time in this lifetime, I could be content sitting in an empty room with only my thoughts to entertain me.
Who knows what the night will entail?
What ever it may be, it most definately will be an interesting evening.
Benjamin Franklin once said, “Beer is proof that God loves us and wants to see us happy.” If this is true then why is there a last call at the bar, drinking age and limited availability? Why force us partake with regard to responsibility this wonderful gift of our glorious maker? After all, Jesus is the Wonderful Counselor. Counselor is a pseudonym for attorney. So he could take care of any trouble you could get into. (Unless it’s not part of the Divine plan.)
I may be the only one who see this train of logic, I still think it is ideal. Oh well, so much for living in a perfect world.
Must have something to do with that whole original sin idea. You’re born and very much guilty until proven innocent. Therefore, you are subject to archaic rituals of cleansing and reckoning. So then, you can think like a child in order to approach an ideal afterlife. However, you went through all the ritual to avoid the tendencies of misdeed in the first place. Something sounds fishy about this. It’s all a little too cyclical if you ask me.
I guess that is what I get for trying it interject logic into a book. Especially since its origins are rooted in religion and supposed to be the words of the Divine. Who in the book translates best as a distant father figure that shakes a finger at you and says, “Damn it, do it my way or the highway.” Then gives you freewill. The problem I think has nothing do with the original idea. The interpretation mistakes lie in the hands of the penholders who recorded it and the translators in later years, not the concepts.
It’s funny to me when someone who you thought of as a friend will put money in front of friendship. Personally, I think that this leads you down the road to a very crappy worldview. But it is somewhat interesting to see how people will act over the essence of probable money. It can turn pseudo-friend into worse that foe; former lovers into insult slinging buffoons or business partners into vicious tax collectors. Unfortunately for me this is an overly large let down. For love of God, you would think that the loss of a loved or the end of ties one would cause all parties involved to want to remember the happy memories of the passed. Never would it drive a wedge between friends or even those you considered almost like family.
Why the reason for the sudden cutting of ties? Simply because one person received something from a loved one that was not a member of his or her biological family. This very seldom thing occurs when debt that should have vanished and be non-existent or sheer greed takes over the body. Now a person in this situation must deal with the repercussions of their own poor decision in order to fulfill a desperate need for attention. It is as if they never got enough time, money, or caring sentiments from anyone. When things are really bad… (Which a majority of the other people involved know to be false.)
Second example, the insult slinging buffoon, however is also very similar in behavior to the scum sucking relative. He or she will differ in that during the separation process, he or she will sling names at your friends, family, and your own person. I for instance have become a “vindictive, selfish, unloving, unmotivated, immoral, c*#$sucking a$$hole.”
If I had not realized that this was coming from an insensitive, psychopathic, and lying cesspool of a person I would be taken aback. I hate when a lover-ship sours like a nice white wine. At some point you never get what you invested. Nor do you come anywhere near close to where you started and it sucks the big one. By that point, the only thing unknown about the relationship is how long with the other party keep pestering you?
The worst candidate for pestering you is the business partner when that relationship goes sour. They are slightly more annoying since more of your personal finances tend to be tied into your business, sometimes it is better to get separate business Dealstruck loans. The popularity of instant online decision as a lending option has risen dramatically in the UK. In the same token there is fortunately more distance sometime since it is a legal partnership and can be broken with the assistance of a fabulous mediator. (Wonderful counselor, the prince of peace… well okay, maybe it’s not quite such a divine intervention, it just seems that way sometimes.)
Generally, the repercussions with any of these can (with my involved will,) end on a positive note. In the end the people who irritate or criticize me with no ground to stand on usually go away and leave me be. They quit calling, don’t e-mail, or write letters. Those who choose to drag it out, cause a scene, and raise a ruckus should seek professional help. Why not? Lord knows I will if I fall victim to dealing with any of these unpleasantries.
