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musings

happiness comes from going somewhere, anywhere

This is a thought that has struck me in my personal life several times, but it has been of more importance recently and has been coming up in casual conversations with other people.

It seems as if I have to feel like I am accomplishing something meaningful or I start to get very antsy and have trouble being content doing what I’m doing. I have this hunger for accomplishment. And it’s not just me…

I’ve heard other people talk about how happy they are be in school, or to even just know that they are going to school. If they see the ‘light’ of school (in this case) at the end of the tunnel, they are more ok with following their path through the tunnel and being generally happy with it. I’m hearing comments like, “This isn’t exactly what I want to be doing, but as long as I know it’s on the right path, it makes me so happy.”

That happy place can be many things for many people, of course. Some people like being in school and soaking up the knowledge and energy around them. Some people like traveling or experiencing new and wondrous things. Some people just like meeting new people they can relate to.

I don’t know why it is that so many Americans seem to have trouble making their own personal happiness a priority. I have enough trouble managing this myself so I won’t be doing anything to help the world here. You’re on your own.

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notes

Gameboy Advance as Video Phone

Yahoo News Story

It’s an attachment for a GBA that will let you use it to place a ‘video call’ another GBA over the regular phone lines. Neat!

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outside

RIAA amnesty deal is a sham?

Recently the RIAA has offered an ‘amnesty’ deal to file-swappers who agree not to do it anymore and delete the files from their hard drives, in addition to registering themselves with the RIAA.

The EFF says, “NO!” and here’s why..

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musings

burning the man

This year was my second year at burning man, and I had more time this year to reflect on the social and cultural ramifications of the event in between the shots of tequila and solar tiki drinks.

I was envisioning a not-so-distant future where the ‘burning man movement’ has continued to pick up steam and has grown in numbers. In this future, the event itself has become more of a yearly holiday for the countless members of the global community. In many ways, it already is a holiday. Eagle referred to it as ‘like Christmas’ at one point. Interesting observation.

The man itself can represent anything at all. It occurred to me that it could represent the establishment as in ‘down with the man’, or even society itself as part of the notion that you have to destroy society itself to really understand what it’s like to be human (or even animal). In the beginning the man just represented one man, ironically or not.

It’s not really so important to describe or discuss exactly what happens at Burning Man. It is interesting to see a bunch of people in a situation where they are mostly free to do what they want how they want for a week or so. There is of course still societal pressure, but it’s from the Burning Man society itself so it’s a little biased.

Once you’ve been once, it’s hard to imagine a world without it.

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musings

the path back to school

I’ve been thinking more and more about going back to school lately. In some ways I’m just getting tired of the day in-day out working life, but I’m also starting to feel like I need to be in a more academic environment again. I feel like I’m stagnating and not having a chance to breathe deeply.

So far the hard part has been trying to decide what to study. I don’t think I really want to study any more computer science, though I could probably manage it ok. I’m leaning towards and electronic music program now. I think that might be just the sort of thing to get my juices going again.

Monday:

rock and sock free falling
dreams of rabid felines
bring me hope of enemy airliners
taking over the airways.

the walkie talkie man on the radio
doesnt have anything left for me to hear
but i keep on listening anyway
never fear!

i happenstance a chance for rather periodic drops of painful fairy dust sundaes.
and no one’s the wiser through it all.

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really old

Monday:

tromping a la monde,
i wait and watch for memories
drifting on the glowing breeze.
the smell of acid rain,
coming down for days
leaves me drooling like a madman
and shouting about the horrors of nuclear power

Thursday:

Can I run away? I’ve done it before and things ended up ok. I want to cry. Haha. There’s no good reason, though. And I’d probably regret it. Ho ho.

I want to make more music. One day a week isn’t enough.

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really old

Thursday:

I want to give up.
I can’t go on like this. I want to drop everything and run and hide. I don’t care why or how. I just don’t want to be here right now thinking about this.

And where can I go? I’m stuck. Can I walk outside? Sure, I could, but where would I go? Everywhere I go, it chases me. My captor. My enemy. My love.

Saturday:

swimming smiles, floating in the infinite distance, they scream a word, something like my name, but not quite so exact, but it still makes me turn to look and I can’t quite remember later what I see, but I know I can call it irony.