My world
I am just here, in NY. Its snowing. Everything is good. Tiffany and Sarah Kick my ass! Gah! i love those two. anyway, i see that there is another quiz epidemic in Drama. nice. I am glad to see mike is back online and running. i will report in later.
My thoughts are the only thing that i have. That any of us have. Thoughts about ideas, the world, the people around us...All we have. When thought is restricted, there is a problem. Freedom of thought is integral to life. Survival has never been easy. It is ,many times, difficult but important to have your own opinion. To pull yourself out of the crowd. To be your own rock.Not to be lead like a clueless lamb to the slaughter. We form our ideas based on what we see, what we hear, what we feel, taste and touch. If we do not, or Can not form these ideas, we become reject our basic form of protection, and hand our minds over to The Man, who transforms us into a drone. A number. A statistic. A mindless, voiceless entity, not willing to fight, or make waves. In the war for our rights, human rights, how many of us really care? How many of us take up those arms, be them physical or metaphysical, and battle it out? How far are we willing to go to ensure our wellbeing? Do we sacrifice thought to keep an ally happy and content? No. Thinking and the expression of thought is what has made our problems, but it is also what will fix them. Without expression, there is no life...and i am going to live.
-Xavier Bazil, ca.2004
My thoughts are the only thing that i have. That any of us have. Thoughts about ideas, the world, the people around us...All we have. When thought is restricted, there is a problem. Freedom of thought is integral to life. Survival has never been easy. It is ,many times, difficult but important to have your own opinion. To pull yourself out of the crowd. To be your own rock.Not to be lead like a clueless lamb to the slaughter. We form our ideas based on what we see, what we hear, what we feel, taste and touch. If we do not, or Can not form these ideas, we become reject our basic form of protection, and hand our minds over to The Man, who transforms us into a drone. A number. A statistic. A mindless, voiceless entity, not willing to fight, or make waves. In the war for our rights, human rights, how many of us really care? How many of us take up those arms, be them physical or metaphysical, and battle it out? How far are we willing to go to ensure our wellbeing? Do we sacrifice thought to keep an ally happy and content? No. Thinking and the expression of thought is what has made our problems, but it is also what will fix them. Without expression, there is no life...and i am going to live.
-Xavier Bazil, ca.2004