I stayed home and decided to watch To Catch a Predator last night...
usually, people say something like "it's like a train wreck!! you know it's horrible, but you just can't help but watch"
i felt completely otherwise....
don't get me wrong... some of those people fucking deserved what they got.. but there were definitely some that i just simply felt bad for... am i alone in this?? am i sick?? am i going to get backlashed one day for recording this in a blog?? i can see it now...
reporter: "and in other news, Angela Almaguer who is now running for a seat in the Senate has been reported to have agreed with predators' actions against children in her blog she kept in her twenties... with statements like (here's where they take my words out of context) 'i feel bad for them' and 'i am sick' ... "
something along those lines.. you get it...
but what i'm trying to figure out is why half these people seem to be everyday dudes who just want to have some hardcore animalistic sex... why?? what's missing in your own life?? well maybe it's because half of these people work dumbass, mind-numbing, 9-5 jobs where the only "kick" they get is through other peoples' lives... athletes, reality tv, overly dramatic talk shows... where is their OWN outlet for adrenaline??? they usually have absolutely none
computer programmers, teachers, electricians.. not to say that these jobs arent important.. but there's not nearly enough excitement in them!! BOOOORRRIIINNGGG....
second reason i can think of: we're fucking animals... when it comes down to it, we have created for ourselves a certain set of ethical boundaries so we can say that we have separated ourselves from the rest of the animals that inhabit the earth...
"we shit and piss in private"
"we fuck in private"
"we wear clothes"
etc etc.. the list goes on.. those are the most vulgar... but my point is there somewhere among the vulgarity... point: these men are animals.. and they're battling everyday between their animalistic tendencies and then their need for fitting into a certain society... i mean if they really want to sleep with a 13,14 yr old, just move to a culture that allows it, right?? and that's another thing.. are those people wrong?? who is ethically sound here???
i think i've made my point... i'll leave you with this...THIS POOR GUY!!... about to lose his virginity.. all he wants is some loving, RIGHT?!?!?
Now You Know: Let me help you think outside the talking box.
6/17/10
What I have learned. pt. 2
The power of touch is absolutely amazing
and i'm not talking about touching of the genitals.. NO NO
i'm talking about a simple back scratch/rub...
i'm talking about just going up to someone and scratching their back while you talk to them instead of just crossing your arms and staying in your comfort bubble. DAMN AMERICANS! (although it applies to just about any culture in some way)
this sounds weird, but it seriously is one of the best things to do to people.. and it feels really good when people start doing it back!!
i think i'm starting a revolucion on the subject of physical contact outside of sexual activities!!
i've been doing it at work a lot and it's getting great reactions. i will continue my endeavors
and i'm not talking about touching of the genitals.. NO NO
i'm talking about a simple back scratch/rub...
i'm talking about just going up to someone and scratching their back while you talk to them instead of just crossing your arms and staying in your comfort bubble. DAMN AMERICANS! (although it applies to just about any culture in some way)
this sounds weird, but it seriously is one of the best things to do to people.. and it feels really good when people start doing it back!!
i think i'm starting a revolucion on the subject of physical contact outside of sexual activities!!
i've been doing it at work a lot and it's getting great reactions. i will continue my endeavors
6/10/10
What I have learned/What has been reinforced in the past week or so.
The ego v. the heart. And I'm not talking about just in a relationship. This has to do with everyday life. All types of situations and interactions.
The ego is the bodyguard. Sits fat and happy in front of the fragile heart. The ego builds its walls with identities: I Am a Writer. I Am a Singer. I Am a CEO. I Am.... *fill in your identity.* You become your ego.. Your ego swallows you whole and sometimes there is no telling where yourself starts and your ego ends. Your ego identifies who you are. Your ego makes you unique. It makes you stand out from the crowd because of your unique combination of capabilities and accomplishments. Your ego is presented to the masses and who you ARE.. you ARE something. Always have TO BE something.
Your heart sits in its chamber behind bars, waiting for a moment of release. it watches the ego take lead of any situation, handling it with the utmost elegance and strength. Sometimes, though, the heart watches the ego handle situations in a tantrum rooting from a rage of embarrassment when its identity has been questioned or altered by an outside factor. The heart watches silently behind the ego, occasionally softly whispering advice in the ear of the ego. But the ego is too strong and angry to listen to the heart. The ego cannot see situations for what they actually are. The ego can only see situations as either a protection or threat to the identities he's spent his entire life creating for himself.
The heart never has to do too much work when the ego is strong and forceful. It is not until the ego is tired and worn from the constant battle of keeping its identity safe that the heart finally forces itself free from its chamber and has to figure out a way to sustain life without the ego. The ego is missed because now the heart is fragile and capable of being broken at any moment. However, what the heart did not know at the time of being free is the capability of a heart to mend each broken piece with the help of other hearts that have been freed from their chambers. Each heart works together to find a way to sustain themselves without their ego bodyguards. Each heart is vulnerable, weak, humble, compassionate. Each heart does not know the identities put forth by their own ego bodyguards. Those identities died with the ego. The heart is forced to fiend for itself and find a way to survive on its own without the help of identified walls.
END.
The ego is the bodyguard. Sits fat and happy in front of the fragile heart. The ego builds its walls with identities: I Am a Writer. I Am a Singer. I Am a CEO. I Am.... *fill in your identity.* You become your ego.. Your ego swallows you whole and sometimes there is no telling where yourself starts and your ego ends. Your ego identifies who you are. Your ego makes you unique. It makes you stand out from the crowd because of your unique combination of capabilities and accomplishments. Your ego is presented to the masses and who you ARE.. you ARE something. Always have TO BE something.
Your heart sits in its chamber behind bars, waiting for a moment of release. it watches the ego take lead of any situation, handling it with the utmost elegance and strength. Sometimes, though, the heart watches the ego handle situations in a tantrum rooting from a rage of embarrassment when its identity has been questioned or altered by an outside factor. The heart watches silently behind the ego, occasionally softly whispering advice in the ear of the ego. But the ego is too strong and angry to listen to the heart. The ego cannot see situations for what they actually are. The ego can only see situations as either a protection or threat to the identities he's spent his entire life creating for himself.
The heart never has to do too much work when the ego is strong and forceful. It is not until the ego is tired and worn from the constant battle of keeping its identity safe that the heart finally forces itself free from its chamber and has to figure out a way to sustain life without the ego. The ego is missed because now the heart is fragile and capable of being broken at any moment. However, what the heart did not know at the time of being free is the capability of a heart to mend each broken piece with the help of other hearts that have been freed from their chambers. Each heart works together to find a way to sustain themselves without their ego bodyguards. Each heart is vulnerable, weak, humble, compassionate. Each heart does not know the identities put forth by their own ego bodyguards. Those identities died with the ego. The heart is forced to fiend for itself and find a way to survive on its own without the help of identified walls.
END.
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