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Name: Charles
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Birthday: 4/29/1986
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Interests: Logic and Puzzles, Reading and Writing, Math and Philosophy, Truth and Love, Living and Learning... for the most part... and the regular dumb boy things, and by all that, I simply mean People. Some people in particular. ;-)
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Sunday, April 02, 2006

Currently Reading
The Buddhist Tradition : In India, China and Japan (Vintage)
By William Theodore De Bary
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Some questions that have been bothering me lately.... Anyone have any answers?

Do hierarchies based on popularity ever really represent the wishes, needs, or opinions of the majority?

In this sense, is Democracy really any different from Communism?

Is the popular ruler ever necessarily the best ruler?

How is the mob mentality separated from popular vote?

 

Do the majority of people consistently make the best decisions in their own lives?

How, then, is it correct to assume that the majority of people will make the best decisions with regard to the government?

 

Remember the popular clique in high school?  Should they be in a position of power in a government?

Did they cater to the needs, desires, and opinions of the majority?

Considering that they remained the popular group, how is a popularly-elected official not subject to the same theme?

 

Is charisma any substitute for wisdom and intelligence?

Can a C-average student become president?

Does he have the intelligence, wisdom, and drive necessary to lead in the best interest of a sovereign people?

Does he pick the best advisors, or in stead, friends and other popular people?

 

Is bi-partisanship any more than a glorification of that same clique-mentality built into the foundation of our government?

Is it correct to group the entire scope of administrational preferences into two categories? Or, if you prefer, four?

Do all Republicans want a weak central government?

Do all Democrats wish to dissolve localized government?

Is Pres. Bush a Republican?

 

Why should there be an Independent party?  Shouldn’t we all be members?

Shouldn’t we strive to form objective opinions on individual topics, rather than setting ourselves up for a priori influence?

Can we stop thinking about national issues once we join a party? 

Must we agree with the other members?

What’s the point of the distinction?

 

What does it mean to be liberal? Conservative?

Are the ideals the same as their application here?

Shouldn’t labels describe a specific reality?  If not, what good are they?

Even more importantly, what are they?

Is a political stereotype more acceptable than a racial stereotype?

 

Are these situations in the best interest of the government?

Are they really beneficial to anyone?

 

I won’t deny that they are popular.


Sunday, April 03, 2005

I'm updating for Charles... so, he has had a very eventful month. Hmm.. he went to Mexico and North Dakota to visit family. His parents also decided that it would be fun to screw with him in everyway they possibly could. He still spends all of his time in Tucson. He's complaining and says I need to add more about the trips. Well, I'll tell you about Mexico, since I was actually there too. We arrived in Rocky Point around 5 Friday afternoon after a four hour long car ride with my family. My sister, Hannah, learned very quickly how to tease and beat up Charles. .....ok, I really don't want to write anymore... so all in all, Mexico was lots of fun. Bug Charles if you want to hear more and/or see pics. He tells the truth for most of the story, but don't believe him when he gets to the part that I attacked him, leaving multiple scars and such. It's his own stupidity if he has any markings of the sort. Well, I hope all of you who are reading this have a very wonderful day!


Thursday, February 24, 2005

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Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Currently Playing
Give Up
By Postal Service
Such Great Heights (Track 2)
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You know how everyone says that happiness come at thte times in your life when you need it the most and expect it the least (emphasis on the latter)?  Being the skeptic I am, I generally considered that a load of crap.  But just after I finished taking allll of the stuff that I wasn't leaving for John out of my dorm room, I met this incredible girl - a week ago today, actually....  I sort of knew her before that from online and phone convos, but I had no idea.  It was one of those 'walking up to meet someone and I see her and God I hope it's her but how could it be and I wonder if she knows that it's me and I really don't believe that this is really happening right now because I met her on the internet and for all I know she could be some old hairy farmer.... umm.... with an odd interest in Philosophy.... and not this absolutely gorgeous girl that I'm walking towards' as I walk to meet Amber and her two friends and somehow introduce myself in spite of my inability to breathe.  That was an amazing night. The week following was quite literally unbelieveable.  The entire recollection leaves me with a smiling soul and oddly, with a craving for Oreos!  :)  Or maybe not Oreos, I've been getting confused about such things lately.


Thursday, October 28, 2004

Currently Reading
Forsaken House (Forgotten Realms: The Last Mythal)
By Richard Baker
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It's been forever since I've updated at all...  College is just simply too busy, with all my new classes and friends.  When I'm not doing homework or hanging out, I'm usually sitting down and trying to calm myself by reading or writing.  So I apologize for not updating, but the massive and sudden influx of new things to my life has changed my priorities up quite a bit.

So let's try this out... here's a poem I wrote out of boredom and inspiration.  I never meant for anyone to actually read any of what I've written, but all the same, I wonder what you think.

I get a call in the midst of a mood

Past pensive, past irritable, past depressed

An hour and a half, two phone calls later

I’m smoking and smoking and smoking

Again on a bench down the street

From the place which dines on my inspiration.

 

To quell the rampant anxiety,

Friends of the best nature return with me.  

We pass a piano, turn around, go back to it. 

She sits down and plays, not even knowing. 

I surrender my inflexibility

To the accommodating couch underneath.

 

Lost in the harmonic bliss,

Notice my body beginning to tingle

I lose all different levels of weight. 

Swept away by sublime euphoria,

A welcome calm

Washing me over. 

 

There is no other place in the world anymore;

The room achieves its own reality. 

The notes intermingle and entwine

In perfect harmony

As they dance

Around the void of my milieu,

 

Imbuing significance, substance, even worth. 

Through me,

Under me,

Into my very essence,

Gentle strength lifts me to unfamiliar heights,

I float above the restriction of my grounding. 

 

Though immobile, I glide

Outside of dimension and time. 

Though immobile, my mind races,

Despite my liberation from trepidation. 

Though immobile, I welcome

My confinement to extraordinary, untainted joy.

 

The music falls to a close and I sit

Breathless, speechless, utterly in awe. 

Angst expunged from my body,

I achieve proximity to enlightenment

And sit wholly swathed

In exquisite, inspirational beauty.

 



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