The eyes within the eyes

Have you ever asked yourself 'am I free'? With the many propagandas, anthems, and what nots, it is easy to forget that we are not. Even in the scientific level, we are still not free. Absolute freedom is absolute independence, thus meaning that you do not have any form of responsibilities or any requirements that will restrain you in any sort of way; be it a necessity or a want. In society, there are rules and regulations which are to be followed even if not written in black and white. The laws and the rules of socializing; ethics and other factors like discrimination, are the masterminds, yet partially do the work. When it comes to biology, we are apart of this world and; therefore, need it. We need to breathe and eat. We need to drink. And, where do all these requirements come from? Most likely, from other people and animals that have decomposed into the soil. But, haven't you noticed that there is something wrong with us? We --as in the human race-- can be considered an abomination in this world. Look at it this way. Animals have fur and are very well adapted to their environment. Either they have claws or shells; they are still capable of surviving through their natural state. We, human beings, do not have any form of adaptation to our environment. We do not have hair that is capable to protect us from the winter and other climatic changes. We do not have claws in order to defend ourselves. And, most importantly, we are the only animals that are capable to have pleasure through sexual interactions, and the only animals that are capable of this high level of thought. If we were adapted, we would not need any form of reasoning for survival. (i.e. the shark). It is as if we were made in such away that it is a necessity for us to take with our level of intelligence as an aid for this objective. Because we do not have claws, we need to create weapons. From what are weapons made of? Easy, the materials around you. Because we do not have fur, we need shelter and clothes. Where do we get it from? Again, from the materials around you. And with the vast amount of humans, highlighting the fact that we are designed to take, the intake would be far greater than the replenishment of the environment. It is quite obvious with the vast amount of extinctions and deforestations. Many of you may not know, but there is a large decline in the propagation of our species. One of the factors is that man prefers to obtain ecstasy through sexual interactions, in the steed of propagating the species. But as mentioned before, man is the only creature that receives pleasure through sexual interaction. But, why would a species have such an attribute, if it would cause such an unbalance in nature? It is as if it has been planned by a greater force. All of these catastrophes are all linked to us. It is as if we were built to be an unbalanced force which would bring forth this destruction and chaos. It is like we are lab rats waiting for the next experiment, while being ignorant of the cause or if its occurrence. Whoever or whatever it is that is causing this, must be something far greater from our current comprehension. I do not know if it is a god or an alien, but I must say that I am impressed of this master craftsmanship.

My Artistic Skill

I'm not that good at making wallpapers, but I'll post a couple...

The first is made by another guy, but I modified it

 Made by the person: I think it's a photoshot

My modification

And this one that I made by just using a couple of lines and a base word....

Well, I tired!

Qui pro Quo

The law of equivalent exchange states that -in order to obtain something- you must first give something of equal value. This has been translated and evolved into many forms: Law of Conservation of Matter, Law of Conservation of Energy, You scratch my back and I'll scratch yours, Tit for taut, Qui pro Quo, etc... Today, I obtained something which I had lost, but lost something that I had thought I had found. I always looked at the past, when I was at my academic glory and wished to repeat such actions, but could never do such a thing for I had not found what motivated me before. I grew tired of searching the past and looked for the future. I began searching something that is important to me and I even thought I had found it: hope. I thought I had found a hope, which is irreplaceable in this world. I was wrong. That hope, which I am searching for, is still lost, proven by the betrayal that I faced today. Nonetheless, I found what motivated me in the past. The betrayal made me lose my hope on my fellow citizens, but made me gain the factor that I was looking for: hate. It was a hate and a motivation to bring on the demise of the institution with my exaltation that sprouted my success: an achievement that can satisfy my hate. Will I ever find that hope again? Probably, where I am hoping to go, I will find it, but for now, I have to rot in the location where my nightmarish hell has come to pass.

uncanny - Word of the Day from Dictionary.com

uncanny - Word of the Day from Dictionary.com

Masks...

There are masks all over the world -throughout all cultures. But, not only does the mask exist in cultures; also, in ourselves. Every person has different masks for different situations: for parties, within friends, for parents, for the elderly, for politicians, etc... Where do these masks come from? It is something that it is developed through your life cycle. As you grow and learn and are indoctrinated, it is developed and it shrouds the original -you. These are the consequences of integration into society. The only time that you are the most innocent and the most true is during your childhood. Of course, there are exceptions in society. There are those who have kept their innocence, but they are found as queer and unable to take part in society. Their uncorrupted innocence -overstating- and their intolerable honesty is the cause of their rejection -an admirable attribute which cannot be gained through normal means.

I, too, have masks, but I consider them more manifestations than masks. They were born with the rejection of society. The first is a manifestation of my positive desires, normally manifesting in the form of an action -appropriate to the time. It is a she. The second is a manifestation of what is not known to me. It has no form nor colour; it only has a voice and a ear to listen. The last is the manifestation of my inspirations and my aspirations; a person who can achieve what is required without hesitation. He can pull the trigger when its needed and can lend a hand while everyone throws stones at him. I am not mad, but have done the required to survive without society. 

It has been Quite SOme TiMe

It has been quite some time that I have actually written in my blog. Today, it is of my utmost desire to tell a tale, which I wish not to be appreciated nor heard, but as a relief for the inability to be understood by those around me. It has been quite some time that my dreams have caught my attention. I am no man to be fooled or to take heed of any which may be a reproduction of my memory, but the unique characteristics of these dreams are highly unlikely. Would you not be intrigued by the ability to interact in a dream or to hallucinate within a hallucination or to dream within a dream? I certainly am; if my brother were to read this, I would become the main event in a mockery. Anyhow, for ages I have been haunted by dreams, which its borders from a nightmare, are not defined. The slaughter of my fellow classmates with me as a victim; a mental asylum where light does not shine and snow does not falter; a Cinderella story reversed, with hallucinations and dreams of a woman; a Mandarin phrase -a language untouched by me- with me gaining the ability to pronounce it; and suffering from schizophrenia with me acknowledging such fact; these are a few of the many which I cannot recall at this moment. None the less, it all changed one day. For the first time in my life—a dream which can be accepted as common among others— came to reside in my mind -engraving an image. Ironically, the normality of it is the reason why it may be called strange. A person whose dreams have been quaint all of his life is now dreaming something to be considered the norm? Strange, indeed it is. But, the normality of it came to seize a day -as I had expected. The dream was of a smiling damsel whose beauty surpassed all those that I have ever seen. At first, its importance was belittled by me. The prime supposition was a the manifestation of a deep desire, since I have kept my chastity for eighteen years, next month, yesterday. Yet, a question was born. Why was it so normal? Understood not by me, I took it as something trivial and cast it aside. Two months later, a video -made about four years ago- was brought to me of a Japanese Pop group currently known as Morning Musume, ironically, by my brother. Whether a spurt of boredom or a prowl for hormonal satisfaction, I viewed it. I grew quite fond of it and searched for more. I obtained one of their singles and heard the songs which it brought. The second song of the single was bright as the sun and enticed me to search for its video. Unfortunately -what I thought at that time-, there was only a live performance. Oh the cruelty, I did despise such form of recording at that time. A particular performer caught my eye. She most certainly was not the most enchanting, but the most unique. While others dressed the familiarized stereotype, she dressed as a punk, even though her on-stage persona did not fit the image. Suddenly, she smiled. At first glance, it was not bewitching enough to mesmerise me; until I noticed something. Her smile was completely identical to the person who I dreamt. To my astonishment, the person from my dream exists! But, I realized that jumping to such conclusions was foolish, so I began a thorough research of Images, videos, games, and any form of broadcast that might be the cause of the dream. In other words, I took a journey to prove that she was not the person from my dream. I live in a country with no televisional contact with Japan of any kind; therefore, it was highly improbable for me to view her through the television. I struggled and could not prove that she was not the person of my dream, but doubts still remained. A month later, I saw a video which was a replica of my dream, though not exact, but enough to prove that she was that damsel. But, why would I dream of a person who I have had no contact in the past, and most likely will not have such contact? Nonetheless, it has sprouted a raison d'être. Now, a want has become a necessity, thus I shall complete the requirements and find out the reason why.  

Solid Proof...

Remember how I said that I needed a prize

For my watch

Especially since I've had it for over 5 years on...

without removal

that means that I even bathe with it

Well,

Here is the proof:

Digitally Solid! :)