29.4.10
28.4.10
22.4.10
I feel bad
my memory causes me to hurt others' feelings
like my roomate Lauren's bc she didn't know that I
virtually forget everything instantly and remember it hours later.
booooooo
like my roomate Lauren's bc she didn't know that I
virtually forget everything instantly and remember it hours later.
booooooo
Dreams assignment for choir
I am apart from the chaos but I have been effected by it. I’m in what I think is Milwaukee but there is fear, fire, and all the buildings and roads look like they’ve been bombed. There are helicopters and guns and soldiers stalking the ground. A car comes and picks me up, the drivers are Krista and Josh only aged. There are several kids in the back seats. I am happy now to be with them in the Jeep type car but people start asking us to get in the car but there is no room. It’s as if there is a war right here in Wisconsin, like it’s the future and the wars in the east have blown up into this gigantic world war. I feel safe in the car but all innocence of the world is gone anyways so I also feel intense dread. This is the first and only dream I’ve had like this but my nightmares always involve cars.
Truth =?= Fact
My Myers psychology textbook defines informational social influence as influence
resulting from one's acceptance of others' opionions about reality opinion of reality.
Opinion.
Reality.
I'm shocked that I can't argue that. What reality is is just my opinion.
Truth is opinion. This is human capacity. We're as complex as we are while
we also lack definite anything. Is it just us or the whole universe?
I'm writing to figure this out. Are we too simple to see like real truth or
is there no truth but what we believe is true? If you're lost, I'm very sorry.
To try to clarify I'm talking two truths:
something true that we may or may not believe is the first.
The second: our own opinion truth which becomes a truth bc of our belief in it.
What I really wanted to get at though is
Is it tragic or beautiful that all of existence
is fact but we can only comprehend our own opinion
of it?
I argue that it is romantic to believe this a beautiful thing. In reality our own truths get
us in trouble. However, without this trouble there becomes less of a reason to exist. I'm not
saying we HAVE a reason but if we already knew the truth we'd get bored.
resulting from one's acceptance of others' opionions about reality opinion of reality.
Opinion.
Reality.
I'm shocked that I can't argue that. What reality is is just my opinion.
Truth is opinion. This is human capacity. We're as complex as we are while
we also lack definite anything. Is it just us or the whole universe?
I'm writing to figure this out. Are we too simple to see like real truth or
is there no truth but what we believe is true? If you're lost, I'm very sorry.
To try to clarify I'm talking two truths:
something true that we may or may not believe is the first.
The second: our own opinion truth which becomes a truth bc of our belief in it.
What I really wanted to get at though is
Is it tragic or beautiful that all of existence
is fact but we can only comprehend our own opinion
of it?
I argue that it is romantic to believe this a beautiful thing. In reality our own truths get
us in trouble. However, without this trouble there becomes less of a reason to exist. I'm not
saying we HAVE a reason but if we already knew the truth we'd get bored.
18.4.10
from "On a Streetcar Named Success"
Once you know that this is true,
that the heart of man, his body
and his brain, are forged in a
white hot furnace for the purpose
of conflict and with that
conflict removed, the man
is a sword cutting daisies...
..You know then that the
public Somebody you are
when you "have a name" is
a fiction created with mirrors and
that the only
somebody worth being is the
solitary and unseen you that
exsisted from your
first breath...
Tennessee Williams
(coolest guy ever)
11.4.10
10.4.10
Custard Eating Champions
I still feel like Gian and I won. 2nd to last place is really important. My friends all like him (:
7.4.10
5.4.10
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