Sorry*

I realize that reading long posts are annoying and I'm sorry but sometimes I just can't help but go on and on..... and on.

Weather

I like to wear sunglasses when I write my English papers but never for French; I can't see the words as well in French to begin with. Especially with my 60's ones that all the hippies wore; when I wear them, I feel like I'm working at night or when the power goes out. Sometimes I light candles when I wear that specific pair because it allows me to imagine settings more clearly, even if it's completely bright out. It just makes me feel cozy like the people in movies that read books by their fireplaces in that little nook in their houses. And their feet settle into warm snug socks rubbing on their carpeted floors as the snow, sleet or lightening gallop over their roofs.
Before I write any papers on the computer, for some reason, I like to widen my margins. I hate, despise, and detest one inch margins. As lame as it may seem; they make me feel fat. I prefer about a 1/4 inch perimeter around my rampaging research project, cumbersome creative pieces, and my downright shameful speech. One inch margins are like adding a double chin to a model or cutting a good song short. Or the same to a rainy day; if the rain pours down harder or longer wouldn't a larger rainbow appear after? Why would you jip all those viewing a beauty stricken sky?
What if a crazy jealous aunt locked their nephew in a tower awaiting their freedom until a "perfect" rainbow stained the sky? That nephew, I'm sure, has seen too many "bad" rainbows and deserves his freedom. Love could possibly never spatter on his blank bland canvas. It's not only he whom would suffer, but mysterious others who could possibly never find love beyond the nephew of the insane old lady. That unlucky person could be the one reading by the fire in their snug socks. Fortunately, crazy jealous aunts don't usually become this insane without a lifetime movie being made about them first nor can they control the weather. Thank goodness. But what about everyone else whose lives could be saved by just a simple rainbow? What about that girl who has never seen one before but read about them? What about that boy who has cancer and his whole life has been rained on with guilt or pity? Lastly, what about that woman whose husband abuses her and needs a sign from "God" to leave or take action some how? Why shorten your pages when more can be said?

I Am the Eggman

"I am the Eggman, they are the Eggmen. I am the walrus. Koo-Koo-Kachoo."

It's so annoying how this randomness, doesn't make ANY sense, and how I could make up some sort of shit and it would be god-awful. Well, I guess they built up momentum and whatnot; I mean were The Beatles. But, if anyone else had done that, I don't think anyone would "give a shit." Just like if that movie Across the Universe was based on any other bands music, again no one would give a shit, and it wouldn't have gotten as great of reviews as it's gotten. I do think that is as good as anyother film if not better, but it definately didn't hurt that it was based off Beatles' songs

Addition to that last one..

It's so hard to decide where we want to go after we die or if we go anywhere at all. What if nothing happens, but we won't even know when we die because we will have died. So, I like to think that we're going to be reborn even if it means waiting nine moneths in someone's womb and not even remembering it. And if it means we won't remember anything until we learn how to speak or our eyes finally connect with our brains. I don't care I know for a fact that want to live again, I don't want to nostalgically stare down from the skies at Earth wishing to be there, or living in the past. Well, if I even have a choice that is.

My Own Theme

Human kind is rather greedy. Clearly this is valid, I mean look at global warming, businesses (the list goes on) but what I'm talking about is the whole afterlife brouhaha. All we do is think ahead, I think I can state that most people first worry about where they will end up when they die, rather than be grateful for the fact that they are living. I believe that what you believe is where you will end up, and I want to believe that I reincarnate because I too am greedy and want to live forever. I want to know more about the world.
I think that people are so fixated with death that forget birth. I like to believe that I was a Buddhist in my past life which propelled me into reincarnating, which is what I hope to do because I am so afraid that nothing will happen, because humans have to be afraid and curious and worried. It's in our nature, unfortunately.

We Are Doomed.

Earlier I said "My face is screwing up!" Which got me thinking; I sound like I'm talking about a car or a computer, but I'm talking about my wretched dry skin. It articulated the idea that technology could be leading us to corruption. We are doomed because soon everything will be wired and those things that once had cords are going to be wireless. And I mean everything, from a tooth brush (already been done, actually) to a how we blow our noses will be hitech and CrAzY. So, perhaps in the future, even our faces will be hiding behind a screen that pictures what we want to look like. Acne will be unheard of and all uniqueness or what some people call "ugliness" will be annhilated. Plastic surgery is already a waste (unless you're a burn victim or defected at birth), I hope our world doesn't completley deconstruct because of our technology!