July 2011
5 posts
Going to start a new Tumblog
One with an actual purpose. It’s going to be about music, psychology, cognition, linguistics, and a bunch of other potentially boring (but possibly cool) academic crap. That means songs, critical analysis, journal articles, random spatterings of wisdom I find online, etc. You will either follow it or ignore it, and the Earth shall continue to rotate on its polar axis, unfettered and...
Here's my moment of unscrupulous vanity
countinweasleys:
smoothemuse:
m i doin it rite?
WHOA YOU’RE ACTUALLY ON TUMBLR FOR ONCE. WHERE DID THAT COME FROM?
Well, despair and frustration, mostly.
Here's my moment of unscrupulous vanity
m i doin it rite?
May 2011
1 post
The Unconscious Mind: Nietzsche →
shroomley:
I just finished my book on Nietzsche. It’s been a while, but I finally did it.
I have to say that I liked it, even if it was extremely hard to understand. The thing about Nietzsche is that he wasn’t trying to establish something definitive. He “wrote with his blood”, or in other words, just wrote…
While I still have yet to read the copy of Plato’s “The...
April 2011
5 posts
What would your shirt say?
countinfannypaks:
starkid-gleek-r5:
hasnt-even-heardofpigfarts:
starkiddingacrosstheuniverse:
somethingwentdowninthetent-:
prettyboyschizophrenic:
muffinbuttons:
thelaundrymatt:
tobilyn:
blameitonkarofsky:
evanescolife:
withinthestars:
puckleberries-:
fatjacksflapwagon:
acciocupcakehead:
Afraid.
Bald spot.
Closeted Lesbian.
Bisexual/Fat
Big arse.
Or No...
The Great Estates
We beg rebirth to take us up Parade our souls out by the back gate Some claw the ground Some cut the air Some warm the seas But what will you be and when?
And I swim through dirt To find you out And a wail without his family history is And I used to shout To find my way The water find my distant memory failed
Look into the reigns of a great estate Better lights pull you out of the...
First girlfriend's birthday today
Waxing nostalgic.
Serves as vehicle to help remember more of my youth.
Why are we Facebook friends? We never speak.
Must. Write. Paper.
O, hai Tumblr.
CHUCK LORRE PRODUCTIONS, #337
Whenever I’ve gone through tough times, well-meaning people have told me that God/the universe does not give us more than we can handle. Well, I’ve been going through a tough time recently, and sure enough, that old saying has been tossed my way on several morose occasions. After some careful consideration, I’ve decided it’s bull$#*!. As an aphorism, it only makes sense in...
March 2011
2 posts
peaceloveultimate:
This is the music that...
February 2011
1 post
The Unconscious Mind: Huh? →
shroomley:
What’s the opposite of intellectual arrogance?
Scientists get crap all the time for arrogantly asserting that logic is a reliable system and that we can prove or disprove things by using it. They’re seen as old and detached from reality, drawn into an emotional vacuum of formulae and theories.
…
We actually touched on this phenomena briefly today in my Personality Psychology...
January 2011
1 post
December 2010
1 post
“Where did you get that fire?
The fire store.”
– Mr. McInnes (via shroomley)
November 2010
4 posts
The Unconscious Mind: Day One: Relationship Status →
shroomley:
I’m single.
To cut to the chase, I don’t like it at all. As a matter of fact, I hate it. But what I’m starting to realize is that High School just isn’t the place to have a relationship. Sure, some people dabble in it, but there’s rarely any success. When there is, it’s a miracle. As of now, I’ve…
Amen. College is a much better forum for relationships to bloom. High school...
Religion...
is Jesus, in fly form, buzzing around in your inner ear.
It’s like tinnitus.
It’s annoying, basically.
Denial: It's not just a river in Egypt
It’s a rather sizable one.
…
I believe I may have discovered the source of my ceaseless optimism and unfettered outlook on life: I am in denial. Dictionary.com defines this phenomenon as follows:
Denial -noun: an unconscious defense mechanism used to reduce anxiety by blocking out thoughts, feelings, or facts that are consciously intolerable.
The fact that I’m experiencing...
October 2010
1 post
The Unconscious Mind: The Meaning of Life →
shroomley:
Does there have to be one?
Seriously… People get so caught up in this that they lose track of why they’re answering the question in the first place. The reason you’d even want to answer this question is that you want to feel that your life has purpose. Believe it or not, this planet does not…
Nihilism FTW!!!
April 2010
2 posts
March 2010
10 posts
If only there were more hours in one day
I would triple major in Creative Writing, Psychology, and Philosophy. And learn a new instrument (or two). And write a novel. And solve all my little head problems.
…wouldn’t I?
Thoughts: stupid listens to the heart. →
I recently got a thought while going through a magazine. I came upon a diesel ad that said “Smart listens to the head, stupid listens to the heart,” and it made me think why do people date? Do they date to just meet new people? If that isn’t the reason then why? because there is always that…
When you come this close to losing somebody
You are made to realize just how important they are in your life. Hold onto this kind of person tightly, no matter the little changes in the direction of the wind; you both deserve to be happy. If that means togetherness…stick together.
Go after what you want. Should it not want you...
(via rueffian)
I woke up today.
My, it’s such a beautiful day!
bigwordsexciteme:
tonight is a night for cuddles. where dey at?
I dunno, but we’d better find them—and fast.
February 2010
5 posts
Gum
chewed and discarded
stuck fast to the sidewalk
you’d like to tap the chewer on their shoulder
and tell them hey
I’d like to have your shoe please
so that I may plaster its underside
with colorless, flavorless goop
that you won’t stop thinking about until it’s gone
scraped forcefully from your sole
with some kind of unyielding metal object
which you stole from a nearby restaurant...
You Can't
rueffian:
always be with those who love you unconditionally;
but you can always do things to remind yourself of their prevalence in your existence.
Truth. Hard to swallow at times, but many truths seldom are otherwise.
I hit myself (mentally)
when I call the snow “pointless” because it’s not adhering firmly to the sidewalks, instead melting on contact.
I’m so sorry, falling snow. You’re breathtaking.
To those who give selflessly and expect nothing in...
…is it abnormal to want something in return every now and then?
June 2009
10 posts
I have a facebook virus.
FML
Dinosaur Comics →
I’ve come to realize how ridiculously awesome these things are. Some of them really make me think…
See you soon, Harborfields.
I’ll be devoting most of my attention to Susquehanna University for the next 4 years. But you haven’t seen the last of me.
It feels good to cry your eyes out every now and then. I’m glad I did it for you, HF.
It hit me yesterday when we were in the car,...
bigwordsexciteme:
You said that you could see the sad in my eyes, you said that you understood. I could see it in you too. I thought that it had hit me previously when I realized that I will no longer see all of these people, and I will probably lose touch with many of these people. But it REALLY hit me. It REALLY hit me when I saw that it was hurting you so much, and I realized that I...
bigwordsexciteme:
I would like a hug. I would really like a hug.
noted.
Dearest darling AP Art student,
bigwordsexciteme:
The letter I had to write to the AP Art students of next year. Long? Clearly. Worth it? Totally.
So you’ve signed up for the most difficult AP that Harborfields has to offer. That was not sarcastic. At all. When you tell your friends and classmates that you’re taking AP Art, they might laugh and say “pfft, yeah, that’s hard”, but really – it is. They don’t even know. It...
“Love, I thought to myself abstractedly. Not ‘This is love’ or ‘Is this love?’...”
– Julian Gough » Juno & Juliet: A Novel (via devincastro)
You know, now that I think about it -
bigwordsexciteme:
I’ve got so little time left in high school, and I really am going to miss it. It scares me so much that I’m leaving the bubble that is my school, and it scares me so much that I’m going to be finished with a place that I’ve known for the past 6 years. I’m not going to see these people anymore. In the past couple years, I’ve decided that I’m good to go, but now, when it...
May 2009
22 posts
Immeasurably Frustrating Thing #3
(This one’s slightly less frustrating than the previous two)
When you’re listening to one of your favorite songs, and you suddenly start paying attention to the singer’s breathing patterns: the inhale before each line; the exhale that may be noticed after the last syllable of that line. It gets you thinking a bit, but it tends to be a huge distraction from the song itself. You...