Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Still figuring it out

Too many topics to cover. I will say craigslist seems to change what.you are presented with as options in the personals section based on ur past page visits with them. If you seem to click on a certain type of fetish repeatedly, it then starts to produce more of those options for you.  Great way to keep a person plugged in but a bit scary for the user.

Monday, August 19, 2013

NSA PRISM Government Spying Carnivore

With all of the recent hype in the media about the NSA and their PRISM program, I feel inclined to add more to the garbage perpetuated on the internet. First, I must say, if you are new to the thought or idea that the US government is spying on people on the internet you are a bit naive. I do believe that in recent years with our significant social aspect on the web and the rise of the smart phone, more information than ever before is becoming available to those smart enough, rich enough, and willing enough, to gather that information. If you are in any way "connected" to the world we currently live in, then you are probably a victim of some sort of invasion of privacy. The days of privacy are history in my opinion. As long as you expect to survive in the world as it is, and continues to become, you are forced to be "plugged in". Social paranoia has plagued me for years, but in the most recent years I have felt an increase in my angst and anxieties associated with the thoughts that people are following me, and know my every move. I remind myself daily, I am a nobody, and do nothing to hurt others, so there is no need for the anxiety associated with the paranoia, however with my inability to reduce my situational awareness, I feel anxiety every place I go. The bottom line is, if the government, or any large entity for that matter, wants to collect information on you, they will. Attempts at running from it, or hiding from it, are futile. As I mentioned before, being "plugged in" has become a necessity of survival in the US. The only bit of advice I would have to offer to anybody listening is, don't let it ruin your day, don't hurt others, and don't keep secrets online you are afraid others will find out. In other words, be yourself. I will be myself when I say, I love porn... probably too much. Since my earlier entry about discovering the depths of Craigslist personals, I have also found myself addicted to the thought that I can have any sexual experience in the world. A big problem that may arise from the information being collected is when there is no line drawn between what a person does online vs. what they do when they are with another person. When the separation of thought and actual physical truth disappears we all will need to think about standing up for our civil rights, but until then we should be okay with the idea somebody is watching over us. Remember, we are all broken, and imperfect, it's about time we all come to the realization that others are aware of our imperfections. I recommend any person that is online doing things they don't want others to know about to stop immediately, although, it is probably too late anyways. Some people seem to be afraid of the fact their information is being accessed and collected; or the thought that profiles are being generated on each individual including everything from your birthday, to every picture of you online or on a mobile device, to your hobbies, and literally ANYTHING else you can imagine. I think it is liberating and will eventually reset us all back to the carnal creatures we are. I believe it will bring about a change in society that will include more genuine honesty and less deception. The glass is half full, or half empty. Your thoughts are now, and always, your choice. All we can do as US citizens is hope the government we have put in place is here to protect us, and to do the right thing when faced with adversity. -Cheers... Tim

Thursday, August 15, 2013

Travelin folk

Traveling changes you as a person. The way you perceive the world changes.  Your ability to listen to others changes. Sitting at the bar eating dinnner listening to people talk/brag about their travels. All I can see and hear is another lonely person draped in alcohol.

Saturday, August 10, 2013

Missin her

She gave me more than she'll ever know. I never let her see it when she needed it. I guess I'm pretty selfish.  Luckily I'm given an amazing thing to pay my penance with... My job. I won't make the mistake of taking things that are a blessing in my life for granted ever again. Ahhh... Who am I kidding? I will continue to mess up.  All I can do is remember to be a better man in respect for the things she showed me.  Love is real.  You become truly aware of love when it's lost, because it survives somewhere in everything you do.

So here I go, moving forward, and never forgetting the breath I was given with the last forward stride.

Life is amazingly beautiful. We survive the deepest pains, and are filled with hope when we believe all hope is gone.

Thursday, August 8, 2013

Don't read this

If you are reading this, then you don't do what everybody tells you to do.  I think we might get along. Anyways this is a random blog post mostly to entertain my idea that somebody out there is listening. I'm currently looking out the window of a Learjet cruising at 41,000' moving pretty fast too. My overall perception of the planet we call home has dramatically  changed over the course of the last two years. Traveling a couple thousand miles per day has become normal, but that isn't the biggest personal change I have experienced. Yes, the world has become much smaller in my mind, and yes I enjoy the nomadic lifestyle, however there is something that happens to, well, at least my brain, with the constant change of scenery, culture, food, temperature, times, beds, people, and anything else you can possibly fathom. As I travel to and fro experiencing all of these things I am noticing the person I once thought I was being broken down, or pulled apart.  Almost as if I was once a puzzle with pieces being placed daily, painting a picture of the guy I was becoming, to my current state, which can only be described as an exponentially expanding collage. There are still parts of the puzzle left, but as more is added to the overall picture, the puzzle is becoming less noticeable. It is strange being plugged into multiple cultures over the course of only 24 hours. For instance, a conversation in NYC will be quick, informative, and to the point, no matter who or why you are conversing.  Then only a few hours later you can attempt to carry the same conversation with a person in Baton Rouge, Louisiana.... But it will almost always involve some sort of cultural process of empathy or nosiness, depending on your personal ideas on reasoning human interaction. None the less, I am experiencing a lot. I have always had a strong belief: that which does not kill me will make me stronger. I still hold onto this saying and appreciate it daily. I am not saying by any means I am physically dying, but I will say the psychological aspect of understanding life that I once understood is becoming convoluted as I continue to absorb everything described above. Life is funny. We all want, almost need, to feel we are creating a lasting impression somewhere in the world.  The problem I see with this is the majority's understanding of "somewhere" is primarily a physical understanding of a location, or group of people.  Anyways, shutting the thinker off for now. Back to a mindless game to pass a few more hours. One more thing before I go. People keep telling me to live for myself. If anybody can give me advice on how this is possible I'll gladly hear it, but probably won't listen.  Peace.