I haven't posted in a long while. I have written some stuff if not a lot of stuff in that period problem is I hate editing and a lot of times I feel my articles poem or stuff are not worthy of being posted on my blog. So today I am posting for the love of writing not the quality of it. Enjoy.
My Dear Friend
My friend just rejected me again. I say hey please do this for me, I really need it can you? She replies no I can't, I love you too much to do that for you. I'm like hey but chill I really need this, this is what I want and besides it's not a bad thing. She says I'm not saying it's bad but i can't participate in it with you, I love you too much that's why. Why don't you ask someone else to do it. I'm like I asked you because I wanted to share this with you and with no one else, she's like I'm sorry I can't. Sad ain't it when friends pull up boundaries on you and you can't pull em closer. They just make a limit for how much you can love them but they can be super nice to you and shit. Is this some form of selfishness to want to always be the good friend? or just straight up selflessness. I don't really get it.
Skype
I think Skype has the worst chat notification sound in history. I mean no matter what you doing, [ watching a movie, playing a game, having sex. watching porn or just plain concentrating in software induced dark serene writing environment ] the sound pierces through your concentration. It poses the question of who? what? and why? instantly. Who wrote me? What did he write? and Why did he write me or even why now? this all in a quarter of a second. The distraction the sound represents is unholy yet divine in its power grab your attention.Food and Art.
I think food is art and/or an art form. Like any other form of art in almost every aspect. Everything is composed of atoms. In other words we can break everything down into smaller components (sorry for the bad analogy). In Art the visual one with paintings. Take for example oil painting the smallest parts could arguably be said to be primary colors or even white light before it's undergone refraction ( minimalists would love that one eh). In music, musical notes, but in for my own i prefer using musical instruments as an example here. Let's take as a case study the track Giorgio by Moroder by daft punk off their new album Random Access Memories. It starts with no music just the voice of Giovanni then grows into electric piano groove and kicks. Giovanni stops talking and the bass guitar comes for you. Then it gets even more intricate with mini electric piano solos before adding some brilliantly synthesized strings that leaves you with vision of the second coming. The drums wake up to this call. And these are not just drums these are drums being beaten by a sweaty guy in a headband [At least in my mind's eye]. All the instruments seem to enjoying the each other's company but not drummer he always seem to be ahead of them. And then in the final minute of the song revenge of the electric pianos and strings as they go into an epic battle with the drums and It climaxes. This is how good music, this is art, this is cinematography of the mind. Let's fall back to our main topic here food. Now let's see food in basic blocks say in atoms. Food is composed mostly of carbon. But let's say in smaller components, like instruments, I'll say ingredients like salt, pepper, rice, wheat. They all taste distinctively different, some not as distinctive as others but you get the general idea. Just chill and imagine this - here is your mom whipping this shit together adding all these in "perfect" [Varies from mother to mother] proportion to make you something as simple and basic as a pancake. I mean this is milk from a cow (milk white) add that to eggs from a chicken( probably red) fry it in sunflower oil ( yellow) add some salt ( crystal white) some sugar from a sugarcane ( green ) and some butter from a cow [ brown cow this time ;)]. Mix that shit together in various proportions how is that not art? Better yet think of it like this you eating like 6 different things together yet you have not the taste of those things but the taste of pancake. Like when you look at mona lisa, you see a mysterious woman not just red, blue and brown.Some Scifi.
Picture this an evening sky but with a lot of hanging artificial ultraviolet ray absorbent clouds serving radiation regulators following the decimation of the ozone layer caused by a solar flare. Each year more are deployed into the atmosphere as more cover is needed every few months or so. Now the aliens are back for what they hid in the pyramids but hiding as artificial clouds gathering data world wide easily except in Africa where they can't afford artificial clouds and no one cares enough to them except a few in the richer districts. The aliens easily gathered information about the rich but not of the poor in an attempt to know all men evenly they went through the usual route of evil. Charity. UNESCO donating clouds to African countries in the name of helping them. They of course being controlled by higher powers wielding only Skype audio as a tool [ I knew it was evil ] and billions of alien technology developed dollars. Who needs to know the man if you getting money constantly anyway? So there it began. Karma corruption loses by corruption. The aliens attacked now the rich turn to the poor for help. The West turns to Africa. Karma came in form of an ancient algorithm written by a poor scholar, physically manifested in abiotic humanoids.
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They say a picture is worth a thousand words. this piece [above is little over a thousand words.] what would you have my piece or this picture.
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