Right now I feel an ominous sense of doom. This country is screwed, the world is screwed, we’re in for one hell of a century. Where to begin? Global warming is melting the ice-caps faster than anyone expected. Sea levels are going to rise fast. We’re running out of oil and we don’t have a good alternative to take its place. energy prices are rising and they’re only going to get worse, especially because of new demand from China. America is in an enormous amount of debt and we have no way of paying it off any time soon. The government is slowly but surely eliminating our civil liberties. There is a ton of animosity towards this country all over the world. And we’re in a quagmire in Iraq that wont end for a looong time.

So let’s sum up: loosing the major source of energy, loosing a ton of land on which to live (due to rising sea levels), loosing our rights, loosing our economy, and being engaged in a perpetual war. Yes it’s easy for one to get depressed in the face of all this, I feel like I should encourage people to be optimistic, but right now I don’t feel very optimistic. Then again, the only possible way to get ourselves out of any of these predicaments is to get off our lazy asses and do it ourselves. A good place to start is WeAreGod.org since getting people to stand up and do something is exactly what they’re all about. The world is in a bad place, we must do something about it!

I’ve been thinking over web 2.0 in my head, and I want my hand in it to grow. Contributing to a blog is a unique experience, but there are a million other concepts that thrive off of user added content. We’re gonna start web 3.0, where you download your wallpaper complete with video art into your walls designed and tweaked by a million nerds on the internet.
We add to the Internet, and no one seems to mind. Actually people like it. They like to download it, index it, search it, and no one complains. People even back me up with out me asking to. This site will now exist for as long as the Internet as we know it exists. No telling what comes after that, but every piece I write adds to the puzzle that we’re all trying to put together. We want our words to speak of our own lives, but we also want them to work in the context of the whole so that they’re accessible to more people. Then we find a way to make the puzzle work.

If you’ve never published anything in your life, go to: http://www.shorttext.com/. It is the fastest way to get your word out online.

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I don’t know what it means, but I feel the need to point out all weird things that relate to 2012.

If you read my latest post, you will see that I’ve been thinking a lot lately about myself in relation others: mainly in terms of how to apply what I am learning about myself everyday to the lives of others. I’d also been thinking a lot about by art, because of a sculpture professor that asks for more from my art than I ever have. My idea is to express the beauty/art of sex/connecting by showing how two figures come together to make a third. I did not realize at the time that these two dilemmas would become solutions to each other’s problems.
So last year I was busted smoking weed in a dorm, and I was sent to see a counselor. I really hit it off with her, and so we meet every couple of months to catch up with each other and to discuss health in general. When I met with her, she noticed the positive state of mind I’m in and it made her think of something to tell me that no one has ever told me.
She referred me to a shrink. Her idea is to see what a pro can do for a (self-identified) “healthy guy”, since they typically work with people down on their luck or perhaps depressed. It would be a way to dedicate a time every week to self-reflection/improvement: a nice idea.
I like the idea because it reminded me to never sit and stay satisfied; I always need to push it, because without proper exercise my high state of mind will only deteriorate.
So the other night I was contemplating my art. I’m chilling out and I close my eyes to see two semi-circles of light lined up like two side by side rainbows. The answer to my art came in a juxtaposition of two imperfect semi-circles that have the potential to smoothen out and come together forming a circle. The two semi-circles both have a light side and a dark side. They are lined up so that the light side of one faces the dark side of the other to represent my frustration with communication. Like a male peacock, I spread open my feathers but most of the time I get people’s wrong side. Life is like turning around to see a light that reveals you to the completion of youself: because you know it’s always right behind you.
So now that I had a solid breakthrough in my art, I set off to a party. I should use the word gathering because there were only 5 people there, but anyway, I get into it with this girl from LA. From a few clues, I piece together that she has a boyfriend at home, and a ‘very close friend’ up at school. She was trying to explain to me that it was too complicated to explain. I said I’ll give it a shot, and I pull out my sketchbook.
I tell her that sometimes you shine your light at your partner and all you see is the dark, whereas other times your partner shines his light at you and all you show him is your dark side. I explained to her the concept of imperfection, but that there is potential in two half circles even if they are bent, half dark, and not facing eachother.
Something hit home, because the girl broke down. She started to breath heavy and tears welled up in her eyes.
I touched her with my words. She felt my words because I was talking from the heart. When you feel something strongly in your heart, the words will come if you let them, and they will have impact.
Crazy weekend, crazy developments. Don’t stop pushing yourself. Don’t think your are outside the box just yet, cause if you do think that, you clearly aren’t. Don’t be afraid to dream and express yourself. Someone may appreciate your expression more than you can imagine. Breath the air, listen to the wind, and spread the love.

All of existence is non-simultaneously apprehended interacting processing.

All of existence is infinite regression.

All of existence is.

Infinity.

Therefore…
All of non-existence is not? Or is it?