The ill Humored

If I could have anything in the world it would be a 100% effective renewable fuel source. Once this is achieved, all else will follow. The modern world is surrounded by a deep seated desire to obtain all they can to provide for their future children/grandchildren. They ultimately want power. Well give it to them. And while you’re at it, give it to everyone on earth.  War is simply a device to obtain power and it is fueled by hate. If we eliminate the need for power, there is no use for war. If there is no use for war then the hatred that is used to fuel war will also cease. This is about as idealistic as possible. But If I can have anything in the world, I want to ultimately help the world.

The object that means the most to me is my ipod. When It was given to me, I was preloaded with all my dad’s music. Music from his childhood. So as time went along I replaced his music with mine.  I sought an identity of my own. Music, to me was an identity, So I sought something that was purely mine and mine alone. Obscure punk that none of my classmates ever heard of. It gave me a sense of individuality. But as time went on , I longed for my the music in which my dad gave me. The music was his, in effect giving himself to me. I then continued to hunt down all the music I had remembered listening to from the original ipod library. The ipod really isn’t all that important to me, but rather the memories that it contained.

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I am not truly passionate about anything. I seem to be a jack of all trades. I love cooking, I love watching films, I love skating, and I adore classic punk rock. However I am not master of any of these. All of these hobbies could be turned into a career if I simply replaced my breadth of knowledge with depth of knowledge. But That would ultimately deteriorate what I truly enjoy, hedonism. I love mixing my pleasures, because it maximizes my enjoyment of these hobbies. When I cook and skate I listen to classic punk. When I watch movies, I eat my ‘creations’.  It is definitely circular, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

My absolute favorite childhood memory is chilling with my best friends at Gaar Creek.  I have a really hard time describing what it was like, but I had my entire life ahead of me. All my desires were fulfilled, I was truly happy. It was also when I first listened to Dark Side of the Moon.  At that age I thought it just sounded cool. So I enjoyed it for its aesthetic sound. I could never go back to Gaar Creek, but I still had Darkside of the Moon. I listened to that for nostalgia. As I grew older, I started to understand the philosophical implications of the album. I now find it ironic that as I was seeking a time in which I was so carefree and bright eyed through an album that agrued that nostalgia pressures you to live in the past. In effect wasting your time.