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| Wills Random Thoughts of the Day:
1. Am I the only person who wonders if the Red Cross Blood Donation vans that go from school to school are actually hidden fronts for vampires? I mean, it'd be a perfect cover and no one would ever think to follow exactly where their donated blood goes.. nobody ever thinks that it'll be feeding vampires...
2. Sometimes I think that everything I know, believe, and have experienced about relationships and love came directly from the whole Counting Crows - August and Everything After CD.
3. I think it's a lot easier to deal with the fact that girls don't like you when you realize that you yourself arn't such a great catch. I think the REASON why people are upset with the fact that no one likes them is due to the fact that most people have higher opinions about themselves than other people. General rule of thumb: Take a good look at yourself, body, personality, skills, talents, intelligence and charisma. Rate yourself on a scale of 1 to 10. Now subtract 3. That's you. I'm also willing to bet that no one ever initially thinks of themself as a one, no matter how emo they try to be. Summarily, everyone is always disappointed by the lack of attention they get; this goes even for hot people. Even if they're a 10, they'll always think of themselves as an imaginary 15.
4. Disclaimer: Don't try this unless you're fully prepared for the possibility of an accident. I make no guarantees that what I'm about to say can't hurt you. I'm not even joking. I've almost gotten into an accident more times than i can count for doing this.
Have you ever been in the car driving along, and then all of a sudden wondered if you're even moving? Like say, you got into your car, started the car and thought that you were moving.. you see the scenery passing by your side windows, you see the cars and dotted lines ahead of you, you feel the bumps and g-force as you make turns. But what if all that was fake? What if you got into your car and it was like one of those 25 cent toy car rides in front of supermarkets where the kid thinks he's going somewhere but in reality is stuck int he same place? What if it was a simulation? all that movement you see on your windows and front windshield is nothing but synchronized video.. all those bumps and tilts you feel your car make are actually pre-programmed to move and bump along with the video thats playing on your windshield. You think you're going somewhere but in reality, you're going NOWHERE. You're still in the same place....once you open the door after you're done driving, you'll see that your exactly where you started off as..
Some people may not understand what im saying but if you do, try it next time you're driving. Make sure there arnt a lot of cars around (id advise not to do this on a freeway). Start driving and then consciously try to SHIFT your perspective .. convince yourself that your're not actually moving, that this is all a simulation. I can tell you its 100% possible and its SCARY. Because once that happens, you JAM on your breaks and try to shift yourself out of that perspective otherwise you'll crash. I can't explain it.. its like all of a sudden, you don't care if you run up a curb because you've convinced yourself that its nothing but a simulation, a game.
My problem now is that i seem to involuntarily lapse into those mindsets and i imagine everything around me is false..and then i have to shake my head out of it .. this happens at least 3-5 times a day now..
again.. what i just said could be dangerous.. don't try it if you're not ready. But if you want one crazy perspective experience.. try it out..
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| It's an ordinary day. I'm hanging out with a couple of my friends. I go home for dinner and find out that one of my relatives has been murdered. Immediately, I start looking for who the culprit is, who had a motive, who was with her when she died. She's the sweetest relative i have; no one could possibly ever want to harm her. Slowly, one by one my other relatives start dying. I'm starting to panic, i start choosing the wrong suspects, hit too many dead ends, follow too many red herrings. I finally lay a trap down to find out whoevers doing this, following one of my last remaining relatives, my mom, around. I am determined not to let her die. I'm in the bushes outside as she is walking around the park, late at night. I knock out.
I wake up to find myself tied to a chair, in a small room finding my brother standing over me with a red sweater and a knife, my mother's body in the corner. I ask him why he's doing this. He says because he is different. In a rage, i break out of the confinements of the chair and wrestle him to the ground, my hands on his throat. In tears, i ask him again, why he's doing this. And with the most maniacal, wide, insane eyes he stares at me and says.....
He says theres a bomb in this room to erase all the evidence. My hands start to tighten but stop. I can't do it. I can't kill my own brother. I get off and start running towards the door, him following after me. All of a sudden I remember my mom's body is still inside; i can't leave her body in there to be blown up. So i do a 180 and start running back towards the door. My brother realizes what i'm doing and follows. He grabs me and i start to struggle. He knocks me flat on my face, and as i groggily attempt to sit up, in my hazy eyes i see him bolting towards the ticking room. I see a shadow of someone lifting a body gently off the floor, just as the house explodes spectacularly.
It's an ordinary day. All of a sudden, a crazed maniacal zealot shows up killing people. Immediately, my friends and i form an alliance to track him down and stop him. All of a sudden, we see this huge ship with weapons of mass destruction on it shoot up into the sky. We race up the tallest skyscraper parallel to the ship's ascent and somehow get to the top before it gets too high. We make a flying leap and somehow make it on top of the ship. We break our way in, and stop the guy, who apparently has religious tattoos all over his body, muttering some strange language. We deactivate the weapons of mass destruction, and set the ship on a crash course to the ground. As we get to the top of the hovering ship and set the grappling guns to the top of the skyscraper to bring us back, we notice that Alli's missing. We go down there and find her at the control's setting, rerouting the ship so that it'll take her on a suicide course to the center of town; she's chained herself to her chair. I scream at her, asking what she's doing but she won't answer me. I threaten to rip her chair off the ground but then the rest of my friends hold me back. "Let her go" They drag me, kicking and screaming that she's a coward. As we're flying back to the top of the building on grappel ropes like Batman, they tell me that she had been in an indescribable depression for the past year, one which ive never noticed. She'd been isolated, depressed, and miserable since the death of her boyfriend/fiancee last year. Then in a flashback, i see what happened. In the flashback, Alli had been the first one to apprehend the zealot, sneaking up and catching him as he stared at himself at a mirror in the bathroom. As she gets her fingers around his throat and forcing him down, She sees the writing on the mirror in blood. It makes sense to her, in some way thats unfathomable to me. It says....
He looks at her in the mirror and whispers "You can come with me.."... She then drags him down and ties him up, calling for the rest of us to come in. But what was written on the mirror and what he said stayed with her. The flashback ends. I'm reach the top of the skyscraper as the ship starts falling towards the street. I take a few steps back and prepare to make a flying jump off the building, hoping to catch the ship, but my friends physically hold me down. In a rage i throw my knife at her ship, screaming, my friends holding me back, telling me to let her do this. My brother and a friend all in one sitting. I lose it, and start punching holes in the wall, leveling whole sides of a room, my hands raw and bloody. I see my friends staring at me. I ask them when the pain is going to stop, through my tears. They have no answer for me.
I wake up in my room with tears in my eyes this morning, and i have no idea why. Ridiculous dreams about people that i rarely consciously think about. But i just couldn't stop crying. I think there's something wrong with me. I can't cry at funerals or at a Save the Children of Africa infomercial, but i cry in my sleep. | | |
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Radioheads effing awesome.. their new cd debut (whats's the past tense for that? debutted? debutthole?) this morning. For those of you who don't know, it's called In Rainbows and it's only available online from their website. The price is what you think it's worth. That's right. You go on their website and click download. Then it offers a blank form where you put in whatever you think it's worth. Anything. From 0 dollars to a million.
So my brother beat me to it, downloading it from the website. When he told me, i told him automatically to transfer it to our network so i could hear it. Then as i was listening to it, i realized just how much of an idiot i am. This marketing that they're using is genius and already I'm trying to cheat the system. Why? THE ALBUMS FREE! The reason it's so genius is simple: Radiohead already has a devoted fanbase, more than willing to pay for good music and they know it; they stand up for it. They currently have no label and everything is done by themselves from their website. Downloading it is GOOD. They WANT you to hear their music, and it also provides great marketing info for them, how devoted is their fanbase, where most of their fans come from, how fast word of mouth spreads, how many people are willing to pay, etc. So instead of downloading being a bad thing, it's become a GREAT thing for music.
So I'm paying for it. It'll be the first cd i've bought in a year i think. All because they gave me the option of paying what i think it's worth and i think it's fantastic ( my favorite is Arpeggi btw, if you choose to download it.). Because they believe that the music should sell itself and shouldn't be a forced sell. Because this is exactly what the music industry needs, and where the music industry needs to go, leaving all the whiny rap stars complaining about not getting that new Porsche because people choose to download his crappy music instead of paying 15.99 for it. It's a message to all those people: Don't blame the world for not buying your music legally. Blame yourself because your music sucks and you can't survive off just 1 hit single that gets overplayed on Power106. The reason why more artists haven't done what Radiohead is doing is because they know this. They have no confidence in their music or their fanbase which i think is a serious sign of how far our music industry has regressed.
I'm not that naive. I know Radiohead will still make a lot of money. I know they probably have a lot of big name records backing them. I know they'll make even more money when they're special LP release comes out in a couple months for $80. They know they're not starving musicians and they're not trying to convince us otherwise. They just have confidence that good music will always be supported, forced or not. Long live In Rainbows.
http://www.inrainbows.com/
News article on it. One of about a million. The real music worlds rejoicing.
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