"How ya breathin?"
Another song stuck in my head. Disturbed is a decent band, in my opinion, because I can't understand what the hell they're saying half the time. I'm partial to really hard, fast music, and lyrics tend to get in the way sometimes. For example, "Fuel" is a good, ass-kicking song and all that, but when James mentioned "Quench my thirst with gasoline," sometimes, I just wanna go "What the fuck?" At least with Disturbed's CD, you can just mindlessly pummel away at a punching bag, some problem in your head, or someone on the street who looked at you sideways.
I'm a big proponent of violence. I keep the motto of "Violence solves everything" close to my heart. I don't neccessarily think that's the way things should be, but it's a truth. How many arguments have I lost where the other guy couldn't talk for all the blood in his mouth, or the lack of air in his lungs? Not one of them. Of course, this doesn't just relate to physical violence. Like the Book of Five Rings (or "Go Rin no Sho" if you're into Japanese), alot of the theories I hold about violence work just as well verbally and mentally as they do physically. I've been in alot of situations where I've simply plowed my way through people's objections and questions until I got what I wanted. Same thing for problems, some times the only way around an obstacle is through it.
On the flip side of this, I really prefer peaceful, quiet solutions when the opportunity presents itself. That is, when the opportunity to be quiet and peaceful and not get walked all over comes up, I take it. And hell, sometimes there's no way to handle a situation or problem other than just enduring it. Patience is indeed one of the highest virtues in the world, and something I've tried to teach people around me. My friend Craig and I have world-shattering debates about that - He seems to live in a happy fanatasy world where everything yields to his will. Unfortunately, so far in his life, he's been 99% right about that. The other 1% I think he just ignores.
Sometimes I worry that I take such serious matters into my hands so much I don't treat them seriously anymore. Cooler heads always prevail (even when being violent), but there's a fine line about being a 'cooler head' and being a 'I don't give a fuck' sorta guy. Right now, mi corazon and myself are a bit behind on our bills, and she's (understandably) freaking out. I've been in this position many times before, and realize that the only way to make it better is just push through. No sense in getting upset about it, that's not going to pay zee rent. She's gotten upset at me several times, however, because it appears to her I just don't care.
Maybe she's right. Wouldn't that be scary.
I don't think she is, though. I've been in pretty horrible situations all my life, and have gotten pretty adept at rationalizing them to myself, figuring out a gameplan, and going through with it from there. I don't think the woman has that much experience at it. I also have a feeling that she's not too used to actually building situations back up from ruin.
The main reason things don't bother me right now is this - I met the woman of my dreams in a one in one million chance. One of those "There's no fucking way this should have reasonably happened" sort of happenings. She mentioned the idea that our amazing luck disturbed some cosmic balance and now we have to pay with some bad luck and whatnot. Sounds reasonable. I'm a firm believer in balance in the universe. So, great. Let's pay our dues, then. She's worth all of it. Any of it. All over again.
There's nothing better in this world than coming home to someone you could spend your life with. Nothing.
"All else is dust and air."
Anjin off.
I'm a big proponent of violence. I keep the motto of "Violence solves everything" close to my heart. I don't neccessarily think that's the way things should be, but it's a truth. How many arguments have I lost where the other guy couldn't talk for all the blood in his mouth, or the lack of air in his lungs? Not one of them. Of course, this doesn't just relate to physical violence. Like the Book of Five Rings (or "Go Rin no Sho" if you're into Japanese), alot of the theories I hold about violence work just as well verbally and mentally as they do physically. I've been in alot of situations where I've simply plowed my way through people's objections and questions until I got what I wanted. Same thing for problems, some times the only way around an obstacle is through it.
On the flip side of this, I really prefer peaceful, quiet solutions when the opportunity presents itself. That is, when the opportunity to be quiet and peaceful and not get walked all over comes up, I take it. And hell, sometimes there's no way to handle a situation or problem other than just enduring it. Patience is indeed one of the highest virtues in the world, and something I've tried to teach people around me. My friend Craig and I have world-shattering debates about that - He seems to live in a happy fanatasy world where everything yields to his will. Unfortunately, so far in his life, he's been 99% right about that. The other 1% I think he just ignores.
Sometimes I worry that I take such serious matters into my hands so much I don't treat them seriously anymore. Cooler heads always prevail (even when being violent), but there's a fine line about being a 'cooler head' and being a 'I don't give a fuck' sorta guy. Right now, mi corazon and myself are a bit behind on our bills, and she's (understandably) freaking out. I've been in this position many times before, and realize that the only way to make it better is just push through. No sense in getting upset about it, that's not going to pay zee rent. She's gotten upset at me several times, however, because it appears to her I just don't care.
Maybe she's right. Wouldn't that be scary.
I don't think she is, though. I've been in pretty horrible situations all my life, and have gotten pretty adept at rationalizing them to myself, figuring out a gameplan, and going through with it from there. I don't think the woman has that much experience at it. I also have a feeling that she's not too used to actually building situations back up from ruin.
The main reason things don't bother me right now is this - I met the woman of my dreams in a one in one million chance. One of those "There's no fucking way this should have reasonably happened" sort of happenings. She mentioned the idea that our amazing luck disturbed some cosmic balance and now we have to pay with some bad luck and whatnot. Sounds reasonable. I'm a firm believer in balance in the universe. So, great. Let's pay our dues, then. She's worth all of it. Any of it. All over again.
There's nothing better in this world than coming home to someone you could spend your life with. Nothing.
"All else is dust and air."
Anjin off.