For about a week now, I've been wanting to play Anberlin songs on the drums, especially their song "Breaking" and "Paperthin Hymn". But no matter how I try, I don't feel like I'm playing right on the drums and the beat sound confusing to me. I watched drum covers from Youtube, and I wonder, "How come they can play it? Perhaps I'm not cut out to be a drummer...". I felt down and my confidence as a drummer went to smokes.
But I can play the songs now.
Why? Well, lemme start one of those "motivational speeches" everybody is doing on the TV and on self-help groups, but unlike theirs, mine is better (heh.)
It all boils down to this: Use your brain, you retard.
Okay, lemme be specific here. Use logic, you dumbass.
You can't play a song on the drums? Two words: Study and Practice. Watch covers from the internet and try to copy the way they play, then adjust according to what you feel is right, then practice it until you get it.
Girlfriend left you? Evaluate whether she is worth it or you're better off without her. If she's worth it, do whatever it takes to take her back. If she's just a slutty fuck-buddy that steals money from you, find yourself a more decent one.
You're fat? Exercise and quit the Twinkies and donuts. (Btw, sex is a good exercise because it builds up almost every part of your body and it burns calories faster than the thread mill. Just got this from readers digest, so don't look at me for more explanations.)
No money? Then get a fucking job, asshole.
Simply put, if you want 5, but you have 2, its obvious you add 3. Do what it takes to do it. The problem with us is we tend to rely too much on emotions like fear, hate, love, etc. I'm not saying having emotions are bad, when as a matter of fact its the thing that protects us from killing each other, but we should not let it blind us into making good decisions and improving ourselves.
Here's a good 4-step thought process.
-First, assess the situation, let say you got pregnant and you expect your parents to be mad and your guy to leave you.
-Next, think of the logical actions needed, like either talk it out with your guy then talk to your parents and look for support, or go the easy way out and do abortion.
-Only at step 3 should emotions, which are also affected by one's morality, be applied, like though your parents will be mad for a while, they'll soon understand, instead of killing the baby and harming your own body (yes, abortion is bad for the health.)
-Fucking DO IT! No matter how good an idea or how great your decisions are, it doesn't fucking work if you don't do it.
By the way, I can now play "Breaking" and I'm nearly perfecting "Paperthin Hymn", because mainly I'm awesome, and partially because I didn't give up. Fuck you, depression!
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Death
Everybody hates the word... well, except for those poser emo basterds. Nobody wants to die. Simple as that. Nobody wants to fade away. Nobody wants to be forgotten. Nobody wants to know what's on the other side.
"Nobody" seems to want a lot, but this Great Nobody is better than just any nobody (or anybody?)
I just finished the epically-winning novel "Have a Little Faith", and the last of the four chapters in the book tackled Death. *Spoiler Alert* At that part of the novel, Mitch's rabbi, Rev. Albert "Reb" Lewis, is dying. He was in a semi-conscious state where he can barely mutter words, a sad thing to happen to the Reb who always love to sing. Truthfully, everybody (including I, the reader) expected that the Reb will die soon. Thankfully, the doctors were able to counter the disability and he soon returned to his energetic state, always with a mouthful of songs and wisdom. *Spoiler End* After a wonderful discussion, Mitch told his rabbi not to scare everyone again. The Reb quipped to "take it up with my Boss".
Why do seek more out of this life, when we have enough time to waste? Some people hated life, claiming it's too short, while some hate it for not ending sooner. But who are we to ask more? We were given something, and we have no right to ask more. Beggars can't be choosers, right? We also don't have the right to complain about our lives. I know some of you are saying that we didn't chose to live, but still, you did. It's not like you could just accept car, use it, then return it when it's used, saying you didn't want it.
Some people out there are even lucky to be born. In a Jewish myth, Adam, who was destined to live a thousand years, asked to see his future descendants. Out of many flames that signifies each soul, he found a warm, beautiful, orange flame, full of wisdom and valor. Adam asked God when that soul will be born, but God said it was decided that that soul will never be born, because it will soon commit sin and defile himself. Adam, who pitied his other descendants who will be deprived of knowledge from such a wonderful soul, begged God to take some years from his life and give it to that soul. Adam died at the age of 970, and many centuries later, the wise and powerful King David will die at the short age of 70. Without Adam's sacrifice, the world would have been deprived of such an amazing king. Isn't it better that we knew a person, even if it's just for a short moment, than not meeting him/her at all.
Personally, I don't want fame nor power, and I desire money just for the sole reason to buy things I like. I don't desire immortality, but my goal in life is to at least inspire others and that all my knowledge and wisdom to be passed on among the living. Perhaps even if my name is soon forgotten, my legacy will make a print into this world, giving me a small piece of immortality.
I do not know if there is Heaven or Hell or perhaps purgatory on the other side, nor do I know which of those places shall I wind up into. But as long as I have breath on my tar-filled lungs, I swear to God Almighty that I shall live as long as I can and inspire others to at least achieve my personal goal of leaving behind a legacy. You might think I'm selfish, but it's what we have to do in order to survive the painful trials of Life.
May Our God bless us all.
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There's such a beautiful full moon tonight, and too bad I still can't see it from my window at the moment. I want to go to the rooftop and just look up to the beautiful works of God.
I want to feel the essence of tambay again, so I'll be smoking outside for a while.
~thegreatnobody got some of his cigarettes, and left the room.
"Nobody" seems to want a lot, but this Great Nobody is better than just any nobody (or anybody?)
I just finished the epically-winning novel "Have a Little Faith", and the last of the four chapters in the book tackled Death. *Spoiler Alert* At that part of the novel, Mitch's rabbi, Rev. Albert "Reb" Lewis, is dying. He was in a semi-conscious state where he can barely mutter words, a sad thing to happen to the Reb who always love to sing. Truthfully, everybody (including I, the reader) expected that the Reb will die soon. Thankfully, the doctors were able to counter the disability and he soon returned to his energetic state, always with a mouthful of songs and wisdom. *Spoiler End* After a wonderful discussion, Mitch told his rabbi not to scare everyone again. The Reb quipped to "take it up with my Boss".
Why do seek more out of this life, when we have enough time to waste? Some people hated life, claiming it's too short, while some hate it for not ending sooner. But who are we to ask more? We were given something, and we have no right to ask more. Beggars can't be choosers, right? We also don't have the right to complain about our lives. I know some of you are saying that we didn't chose to live, but still, you did. It's not like you could just accept car, use it, then return it when it's used, saying you didn't want it.
Some people out there are even lucky to be born. In a Jewish myth, Adam, who was destined to live a thousand years, asked to see his future descendants. Out of many flames that signifies each soul, he found a warm, beautiful, orange flame, full of wisdom and valor. Adam asked God when that soul will be born, but God said it was decided that that soul will never be born, because it will soon commit sin and defile himself. Adam, who pitied his other descendants who will be deprived of knowledge from such a wonderful soul, begged God to take some years from his life and give it to that soul. Adam died at the age of 970, and many centuries later, the wise and powerful King David will die at the short age of 70. Without Adam's sacrifice, the world would have been deprived of such an amazing king. Isn't it better that we knew a person, even if it's just for a short moment, than not meeting him/her at all.
Personally, I don't want fame nor power, and I desire money just for the sole reason to buy things I like. I don't desire immortality, but my goal in life is to at least inspire others and that all my knowledge and wisdom to be passed on among the living. Perhaps even if my name is soon forgotten, my legacy will make a print into this world, giving me a small piece of immortality.
I do not know if there is Heaven or Hell or perhaps purgatory on the other side, nor do I know which of those places shall I wind up into. But as long as I have breath on my tar-filled lungs, I swear to God Almighty that I shall live as long as I can and inspire others to at least achieve my personal goal of leaving behind a legacy. You might think I'm selfish, but it's what we have to do in order to survive the painful trials of Life.
May Our God bless us all.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There's such a beautiful full moon tonight, and too bad I still can't see it from my window at the moment. I want to go to the rooftop and just look up to the beautiful works of God.
I want to feel the essence of tambay again, so I'll be smoking outside for a while.
~thegreatnobody got some of his cigarettes, and left the room.
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