Showing posts with label Dreams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dreams. Show all posts

October 12, 2009

World is going down hill fast

Over the past few weeks I have thought about this. It has bugged me forever but the other night it came to a point where I just had to let it burst out. "This world is going to hell and I know how and why!"
First off the reason I got upset. I have posted on forums and blogs many time. I usually try to be more of a middle man and I try not to start a fight. But I do say it as I see it and I give reasons why. Well when one of those posts get's deleted or reported because someone got insulted by one thing I said I have every right to get upset. I will do my best from now on not to support these sites.
Now the reason for the issue. Everyone now feels that they have the right to cry about everything. They whimper about how you say something. Not what you mean by it. They take offense to everything. A black person, if they so desire will or are looking for it can make anything look racially motivated. A Hispanic man will say it's you fault he is poor and uninsured even though he is not the one looking for a good job or finishing his education. A feminist will say she was not given a job because she was a woman. Not because she was not as qualified as the person that actually got the job. I am sure there will be someone out there that will be insulted that I used hell in this blog, and to that I say. Dammit I can say what ever the hell I want!
This happens all over the world. You cannot say your thoughts anymore. You cannot give an educated answer unless you have 5 Ph D's on that subject. Otherwise people will take offense to it. They will say your a nut and a crazy angry man. Democrats are getting upset because republicans are demonizing the president. Well I just say it's all fair. The democrats have been doing that for years against Bush. All is fair in love and war as they say. if you give it you better be able to take it.
As for the current American arguments. Healthcare is not a human right, it is a privilege. A right is th freedom to live and breath. If you do not take care of yourself now. we should not be expected to take care of you later when it is already to late. America gives opportunities. They give you the opportunity to have better healthcare. they give you opportunity to have a better job, bigger house, more money. These are not rights. These are not things that should be given to you. You can cry all you want about it. If we want to pour our money to the needy. Give them more opportunities for education. more opportunities to get a good job. Those will give them opportunities to get better healthcare.
Human kind does not need to be pampered and taken care of. We learn by trials. We learn by the hard times that we have to go threw. We learn to take better care of ourselves. If you are not worried about what everyone else is saying you will stop taking everything said as a potential insult.
I cannot say that I have not been part of this and I cannot say that I will never be again. But from now on I am going to do everything I can to not be a part of this system anymore.

February 20, 2009

Paying for and Planning a wedding? I have no good advice.

    Ok so recently I got enguaged to a wonderful woman. We are now getting married in june. 

   Now comes the hard part. I always heard of all the fun things about weddings. Especially the wedding night! Wink Wink. But I have not ever seen in any of the wedding movies the part where you feel like your pockets are empty and your sanity dropping like a rock. I know what is going threw my head. So I feel Sorry for my fiancee Cassie, Because she has the hard end of the deal. Traditionally the Man just has to show up to where the soon to be bride tells him to. She Gets all the inital stress I guess you would say.
   
But now where my pockets begin to feel empty. I did not realize that everyone else in this country that gets married was so rich. I mean honestly after a ring and a honneymoon. I figure I will have to mortgage my house that I have not bought yet.  People throw the word thousands out there, like it is nothing. "Oh how much is this?" says I. To which they reply "Oh only a few thousand." I usually turn pale and have to catch myself before I faint. I hope that is how most guys feel, so that I can say that I am not that big of a dork. Also I hope that I hide it well. I know cassie is trying to keep things resonable. 

October 29, 2008

Hidden Demons

Last Night I was awoken with a startle from one of my dreams. The Dream Was largly based on me running around in this strange area. Honeslty I think it was inspired from the game I just purchased yesterday, "Little Big Planet". But I was not bothered by that. Although odd it was quite the enjoyable dream. But what Startled me was the short but sudden change that happened in the dream.

As I was saying I was wondering around. It was an area that I had just cleaned up myself and was very proud. Not even a speck of dust was to be seen anywhere and it was quite the large area. I was almost hovering around I was moving so fast. Alot of ups and downs. Stairs and solid wooden boxes. It was a very colorful dream.

After I had run away for a while. I noticed a very dusty area I had not seen before. I went in and it actually looked alot like a room in my parents basement except slightly larger and where there is a concrete wall was a large opening into what looked to me like avery nice home theater room. Well I started to walk over to the room and noticed some sort of demond in the room, smoking what looked like a cigar. although I was not sure. I only saw his arm and a slight profile of his face. He called my name with the frightening deep crackly voice. It starteled me so much that I woke up right then.

I woke up with such a fright that I am not sure if the voice was part of my dream or if it was something in my room. because I work up mid word but heard the whole word. It really freaked me out. But I like to consider myself fairly brave at times. So after a very quick scan of my room I went back to sleep. But still it gave me quite the scare and really made me think. What did he represent. What inner demonds do I have that I have either forgotten abot or apparently do not know about. What is in my dusty unused basement.