Tuesday, April 16, 2013

The Machine Who Created Life

 I'm sorry if this post is a jumble of mess.  I understand there is problem with organization and clarity.  This was meant to be artistic, and in my opinion, artistic allows room for ambiguity.  I believe it works the mind to truly understand what the message is being portrayed.  I also wrote this to get my mind off of things and to think freely.  I didn't want to go back and edit it constantly because then my ideas would be different from what I intended them to be.  Enjoy and let me know what you think of this!


 Before I start off, I saw this post by a person named Magnoliazolia earlier and I want to share it:

  Our World is kind of awful.
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  No.  Our world is great.  For every one person that plants a bomb, you have hundreds more running a marathon.  For every one person that makes a joke about the dead and dying, you have thousands more donating blood, offering prayers, and volunteering their time.  Things like this are the fault of single individuals who make violent, loud statements.  We just have to make sure that the statements of the good are louder.

  If you haven't figured it out yet, this is in response to the Boston Marathon Explosion that occurred yesterday, Tuesday (4/15/13)

  As of today, it seems that our world is shifting, from new and improved cogs, wires, and levers, to innovations for efficiency; we are finally mastering the art of a "perfect machine."

  Our machine, full of ideals, rules, and order, is powered by the human mind.  We shape our society based on the good vs. bad (wanted vs. unwanted) archetypes.  Some qualities such as violence, mischievousness, and greed are associated to bad guys, so in response it becomes a mechanism and program that our machine obeys to discard the unwanted traits: violence, mischievousness, and greed.  Our basic purpose is to advocate human betterment and world peace, qualities that the good guys would do.  But we tend to forget without evil, there wouldn't be an existence of good, so much for the irony in machines.

 Dwight Eisenhower mentioned something interesting in his Fairwell Address, which is one of my favorite speeches, "Understandably proud of this pre-eminence, we yet realize that America's leadership and prestige depend, not merely upon our unmatched material progress, riches and military strength, but on how we use our power in the interests of world peace and human betterment."  He explains that America has the materials needed for continuing in being world leaders, but abundance of material is unimportant, its a matter of fact of how they are used that maintains our balance.  Consequently, our machine is too complicated to the point where it unfavorably  increases our chance for errors.

  I believe we think too intelligently and egotistically of ourselves to be prideful in our work, and sometimes we take it for granted when the machine get the best of us.  Sure some will deny their mistakes while others accept them, that's human nature for you, but riddle me this: What happens when our machine explodes?  Until it's fixed, whatever that means, we have to manually labor ourselves into jobs that were originally tested.  That means our imperfections will lead to uncertainties and often struggle for time.  In other words, we are more complex than machines we build, so we can't be sure for ourselves what we are really programmed for, leading us to frustration and temperament   For example, I will think of wanted ideas, propose them to you, and you can figure out if they work or not; I trust you.  But how would I know if I planned out unwanted ideas that were proposed unconsciously?  Or vice versa, how would you know if they were unwanted?  After all you were told what to do and not why I want you to do them.

  In order to have a successful and complete system, one not only has to be the thinker but also needs to be the tinker.  We can only see it for ourselves or else we will be building machines that we never intended to build.  Ultimately, it seems like the machine, things that were created by pure imagination, are the very materials creating us.

  We've witness events from the Civil War, to The Progressive Era, to World War I, to The Great Depression, to World War II, to The Terror Attack on 9/11, to The Sandyhooks Elementary Shooting, and finally the Boston Marathon Explosion; all to shape us in some way or form.  We've progressively accepted the evilness that exists in the world.  Evil is inevitable.  Why do we have to extract our plan of exterminating the enemies, when the enemies are inside us?  We need to celebrate the imperfectness in people, to expect the unexpected, and in a way it naturally strengthens human connection.  That is exactly what Magnoliazolia's excerpt lies.  It tells us that unfortunate events happen for a reason, that they occur purely out our melioration, and acknowledges our needs for the goodness in our spirit.  Our will to conquer fears and problems is a special quality that I think we all neglect.  We need to not only be the ones that plans a promising world, but to be the ones who act upon it.  Therefore, we can't be hopeful in other people unless we are hopeful in ourselves.

  To wrap this up, I want to share this video that shows exactly what I mean by finding the source of evil, ourselves.  In reality everyone is beautiful and unique but these thoughts are inhibited by the lack of the role in being "the machine".  Accept imperfection 


Monday, April 15, 2013

WHAT YOUR BRA SAYS ABOUT YOU. Oh I'm back btw.

Oh hey guys.  I was just out these past days in the wild living the supertramp life called COLLEGE.  Gah.  So I want to be back with the blogs and such so hopefully I'll be able to make a gradual progress.  But in the mean time, in the middle of your studies of course, enjoy this collection of "Bras We Have Known, Illustrated"











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