2/26/2005

Dorks

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Your http://www.theferrett.com/rpg">> %20Ultimate%20Roleplaying%20Purity%20Score%20
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Will kill for XP
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Played td>
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Puts td>
55.07%<>GM >54.4%<>Take'>http://www.theferrett.com/rpg">Take The Ultimate Roleplaying Purity Test
and see how you match up!

Everynight I burn, everynight I call your name.

Here's a religious allegory I wrote a while back in Poetry class. There's been alot of talk about God and creation, and beliefs lately. Thinking about it, its really hard to know how to put what I believe into words. Will called it, "Apathetic Agnositicism" which is admitting that I dont have any answers, and that no matter what I'm probably never going to know, so why worry about it.
Anyway, Poem goes like this:

After school special

I once raised my hand in Sunday school,
Only it was Wednesday, because I was catholic.
I asked the teacher about Jesus walking on water,
And why he didn’t just go around, like everyone else
had to, combing the beaches.
She replied, “My son, if the good lord had intended
Us to walk, he wouldn’t have invented roller skates.”
She looked at me with a smug look of authoritative satisfaction,
And turned back to her desk. When she did,
I threw another fish at her.


Can't remember if I posted that one up here before, but I've been thinkin' about it lately.
I guess alot of my problems with religion and faith come from the fact that I was raised Catholic for the first ten years of my life. Anyone that was raised Catholic will know what I mean.
It's the most automotronic and strictest of all the sects of Christianity. The sermons and prayers at service are so robotic and uniform that its scary. Another thing that kind of changed how I felt about faith and religion was that when my father died, my mom started taking me and my brother and sister around town to whatever "church was the prettiest", not caring what denomination it was. I guess one could view this as good or bad. It was good, because it opened me up to how all people practice their faith, and made me realize that we arent all that different. The problem I had was that, I just didnt feel the way the people around me felt about it. It just didnt sit right with me. I think alot of my dissatisfaction came from noone being able to explain to me that if God was all loving and all caring, how bad things could happen to good people. I know its supposed to be "God testing us" or whatever, but that just doesnt seem right. While I do feel that there is some higher power up there, watching over us, I think he/she is sort of like a figurehead dictator. He's there, and he sees everything that's going on, and everyone comes to him with their problems, but he has no real power to change it.
I guess my real problem is more of a personal one, a selfish one, in that I went through so much shit growing up, I lost my faith that God was listening somewhere along the way, as the pain and the suffering never got any better. I guess my loss of faith also has led to my general distrust in the inherent goodness of people. Its taken alot of time for me to build that back up within my self, and I still have my moments where the wall cracks, and I burst.
Upon further thinking, there is one thing that over the last few years has been the one true and good thing that one can have faith in with their lives: Their friends.
Not just any friends, but your true friends. The ones that are always there for you, no matter what. The ones that understand you and your ups and downs, never judging who you are or stunting your growth as a person. Not just someone who says they are your friend, but shows it in ways that are so incredibly hard to describe.
These are the people I have faith in, not some omnipotent being that I can't see or touch or feel around or inside of me. Not one that hasn't been there for me, when others have been.
Anyway, kinda went off on a rant there didn't I? I think I'm done, but I could probably go on longer if I wanted to....
No, I'm done.
Any questions for me about this...just ask and i'd be happy to share.

-Bren out

Everynight I burn, everynight I call your name.

Here's a religious allegory I wrote a while back in Poetry class. There's been alot of talk about God and creation, and beliefs lately. Thinking about it, its really hard to know how to put what I believe into words. Will called it, "Apathetic Agnositicism" which is admitting that I dont have any answers, and that no matter what I'm probably never going to know, so why worry about it.
Anyway, Poem goes like this:

After school special

I once raised my hand in Sunday school,
Only it was Wednesday, because I was catholic.
I asked the teacher about Jesus walking on water,
And why he didn’t just go around, like everyone else
had to, combing the beaches.
She replied, “My son, if the good lord had intended
Us to walk, he wouldn’t have invented roller skates.”
She looked at me with a smug look of authoritative satisfaction,
And turned back to her desk. When she did,
I threw another fish at her.


Can't remember if I posted that one up here before, but I've been thinkin' about it lately.
I guess alot of my problems with religion and faith come from the fact that I was raised Catholic for the first ten years of my life. Anyone that was raised Catholic will know what I mean.
It's the most automotronic and strictest of all the sects of Christianity. The sermons and prayers at service are so robotic and uniform that its scary. Another thing that kind of changed how I felt about faith and religion was that when my father died, my mom started taking me and my brother and sister around town to whatever "church was the prettiest", not caring what denomination it was. I guess one could view this as good or bad. It was good, because it opened me up to how all people practice their faith, and made me realize that we arent all that different. The problem I had was that, I just didnt feel the way the people around me felt about it. It just didnt sit right with me. I think alot of my dissatisfaction came from noone being able to explain to me that if God was all loving and all caring, how bad things could happen to good people. I know its supposed to be "God testing us" or whatever, but that just doesnt seem right. While I do feel that there is some higher power up there, watching over us, I think he/she is sort of like a figurehead dictator. He's there, and he sees everything that's going on, and everyone comes to him with their problems, but he has no real power to change it.
I guess my real problem is more of a personal one, a selfish one, in that I went through so much shit growing up, I lost my faith that God was listening somewhere along the way, as the pain and the suffering never got any better. I guess my loss of faith also has led to my general distrust in the inherent goodness of people. Its taken alot of time for me to build that back up within my self, and I still have my moments where the wall cracks, and I burst.
Upon further thinking, there is one thing that over the last few years has been the one true and good thing that one can have faith in with their lives: Their friends.
Not just any friends, but your true friends. The ones that are always there for you, no matter what. The ones that understand you and your ups and downs, never judging who you are or stunting your growth as a person. Not just someone who says they are your friend, but shows it in ways that are so incredibly hard to describe.
These are the people I have faith in, not some omnipotent being that I can't see or touch or feel around or inside of me. Not one that hasn't been there for me, when others have been.
Anyway, kinda went off on a rant there didn't I? I think I'm done, but I could probably go on longer if I wanted to....
No, I'm done.
Any questions for me about this...just ask and i'd be happy to share.

-Bren out

2/22/2005

He smokes his cigarette, he stays outside till its gone...

Wow, its 4:00am and I'm finally finished and happy with my Japanese Cinema Paper. Notice I said happy there. Its been done since 10:30 or so, and i've been tinkering with it for 5 and a half more frickin hours. Not just me, but I showed it to Eric and Matt, and they each had some good insights that I felt it necessary to work in. I'm not gonna post it on here this time, cause its just too friggin big. I'll have copies with me in the morning. I'll post my title and thesis up here though, just cause I'm so proud of 'em, and how well it turned out.

Title: Jidai to Jedi: The Application of Japanese Cinema and Culture in George Lucas’ Star Wars Saga
Thesis: Japanese Cinema and culture has had a profound effect upon the American film industry for the better part of its existence. The most prevalent example of its influence can be found within the mythos of George Lucas’s epic Star Wars saga. Specific characters, plot devices, dialogue, culture, history, and cinematography from Japan are used to a tremendous extent by writer/director George Lucas in the making of his films.

I don't know what my problem is, but I'm a sucker for long titles, and short intro paragraphs. I like to get right to the point in the meat of the paper, not muck it up and make it sound like more than it is in the opening paragraph.
Anyway, I'm sleepy. Guess I'll give that a try now.

-Bren Out

(PS. List Wednesday after Karaoke and such...)

2/18/2005

Out there right now, someone's feelin down on them selves, and don't know why...

Its been a weird week. Sorry for the larger space than normal between posts. Some good and some bad stuff this week. Workin on a great paper for Japanese Cinema, should have a rough draft hammered out by the end of the weekend. Its due Tuesday. Workin all weekend with the Theatre Department for PDA, Palmetto Drama Association, and their annual festival. I feel like writing some poetry, but nothin is coming out. Maybe something soon though, if so I'll post it.
I've been off my poker game lately, need to focus and get back to my usual level of play, its hurtin too much not to be there. Its late, and long weekend ahead of me. Here's a quick list before I hit the bed.

Song: Long Day, Matchbox Twenty
Album: Our Lady Peace, Happiness and the Fish
Book: Catcher in the Rye, JD Salinger
TV Show: Millenium
Movie: Alfred Hitchcock's Rope


-Bren Out.

2/07/2005

Gotta know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em

Whistling softly, "know when to walk away, and no when to run." Anyway, played poker tonight...Came in 4th, lost another 15 bucks. However, this time I can honestly say I played a good game all night. I didnt make any bad moves, just got screwed by lady luck.
Tuesday I'll be at Karaoke for Eric's birthday night out, should be fun. Saturday is his party, even though he keeps trying to dodge it. He's such a freak about commitment that he can't even commit to attending his own bday party. He's just sad because he's turning the big 25. I know how he feels, i'll be goin down that road soon enough. I'm such an old man, as Tota loves to remind me.
Also Tuesday, we start watching Kurasawa's Seven Samurai in Japanese Cinema. I am so psyched about that movie. Its long though, so it'll stretch for the next two classes.
Oh, that reminds me, need to talk to Amy about Tokyo Story before then....
Things are shaping up to be an interesting week. Failed my Chem test, but am kicking some major ass in the lab. Hoping to play poker at Ken's on Thursday.
On a strange note, I may end up not playing next sunday, as I may be going on yet another secret mission that evening. Not positive yet so I don't wanna speculate or get my hopes up too much though...But man it would be the best thing since sliced bread if it did pan out.
Well, its late and my two favorite shows on Adult Swim just started their little block...Here's a list.

TV Show: Mission Hill
Movie: In Good Company
Album: Red Hot Chilli Peppers, Californication
Website: Happy Tree Friends
Quote: "If we say we have no sin, then we decieve ourselves, and there is no truth in us....the wage of sin is death."- Christopher Marlowe, Doctor Faustus


-Bren Out