I picture myself in a randomly shaped box. Randomly squared with randomly portioned equal sides of different lengths. This perfect triangle comes to me, of which I am now outside. Begging to understand the surface of this circle, I recognize its change in form. I can’t tell the exact moment it did so, nor could I tell you what it was before. I only know that it is now different, and that this change is constant.
The inability to comprehend its being is maddening, but somehow I find it simultaneously pleasing. Too infinite to comprehend as a whole, yet finite enough to just barely grasp.
Constant deviation gives me awareness and a, at-least-somewhat, image of individuality.
“Without deviation from the norm, progress is not possible.” -FZ-
Inner eye
你好
Chinese is rough, and killing me.
I work at a Japanese restaurant now, Kamado’s, on college drive here in Baton Rouge. Funny thing though, it’s run by Chinese people. I have a feeling that’s how it usually is though. Anyway, I am hoping to arrange some kind of tutor session with one of the chefs. Hopefully that works out. I have also set up some accounts on a few penpal websites looking for some native Chinese speakers. Within the past two days I have gotten about four or five replies, which is way more than I even need. Hopefully we will all be able to get together on Skype.
The Plan:
I graduate in December (FINALLY), then I plan to go to Chicago and live with Roo for a semester working on a research paper, Chinese, and whatever he wants to work on……….maybe some Omega Comix 
If everything goes well I will go into the Peace Corps next summer in China, where I will teach English. After my two years in the Peace Corps is up, I will hopefully spend two more years in China in gradschool. Then I will finish up gradschool in the U.S., hopefully at the University of Chicago.
Right now I am focusing on getting into the Peace Corps, and, of course, graduating.
Inactivity becomes me
The sloth within has consumed me, as you can see with my lack of blogging over the past seven months. Though, of course, throughout the life of this site, a whole year and two months, I have yet to post much at all. I plan to change that now…..as soon as I think of something to post.
Indeed
WWW.OMEGACOMIX.COM
Summer vacation is at an end with only five more days until the beginning of the fall semester.
What did I do this summer? I went to this AWESOME place called………the Internet. j/k. Though i did waste many a valuable minute at the computer, I also spent a month in Chicago with the Roo. The rest of my summer i spent working, bleh. Hopefully, though, I won’t be employed much longer. Well, under someone else that is.
I am currently working on a project that will be my entry into the self-employed world.
Omega Comix, my brainchild. While I am in my pursuit of degrees within academia, this will be strictly an online business with hopes of one day moving up to brick and mortar status.
Obviously I will be dealing with comic books, which will make up the bulk of my initial inventory. As the business moves along I will add gaming supplies, books, movies, action figures, and apparel. Hopefully these will each be added over the course of the first 7 months of the site going live. The site, of course, is not yet up, but within the next month as things come together, I will be launching an eBay store to begin my business.
WWW.OMEGACOMIX.COM coming soon!
UPDATE!!!!
I finally started working on the rest of the site. The buttons are finally buttons. 
So go check it out or die.
Movies
Within the past week I saw two movies that I have been waiting over a year to see, X-Men Origins: Wolverine and Star Trek.
Like everyone else, I had been waiting for the Wolverine movie since the possibility of it being made was first mentioned. Personally I thought the movie was pretty good. That is, of course, comparing it to the previous films, all of which were not the best of movies but quenched the thirst of comic book fans nonetheless. The graphics in this movie were often times completely ridiculous. Wolverines claws, for example, had a single color overlay and were completely absent of depth. The story was pretty good, though I feel that with these marvel films are, for the most part, pretty rushed and are all single story films. They should have planned out a whole trilogy with well connected stories, LOTR style. I guess this will be fixed with the upcoming Avengers crossover movies, which should all be awesome……..if they do them correctly. The characters were all pretty good. The acting in this movie was a lot better than the previous films. I totally look forward to the sequel and the spin-offs.
Star Trek. I was one of the few that had been waiting since its announcement. For the most part this movie was kept under wraps pretty freaking well. I didn’t even hear people talking about it until about three or four weeks before it came out. I was beginning to think it was going to have the same outcome as Nemesis, which seemed like only trekkies saw.I thought after reading the prequel comic, Star Trek: Countdown, that it would ruin the movie for me somehow. If anything the comic made it that much better. The whole idea of the story I thought was complete genius. I mean, it is a sequel, prequel, reboot all in one. It is the only way to truly reboot the star trek franchise. I cant think of anything I didn’t like about the movie, except for some cameos i was hoping for. Though I did hear that there were quite a few. Personally I was hoping for a Jeffery Combs cameo, or some more connections between the movie and the prequel comics, like maybe a mention that Geordi La Forge designed the Jellyfish.
I liked both movies. In my opinion though, Star Trek totally beat the crap out of Wolverine.
Here are some links to the summary of the Star Trek: Countdown prequel comics.
http://memory-alpha.org/en/wiki/Countdown,_Number_One
http://memory-alpha.org/en/wiki/Countdown,_Number_Two
Surely three pounds isn’t too heavy.
Three pounds. All I need to understand the universe is three pounds and access to the whole six. The type of peanut butter wont help me, but understanding the peanut butter and its associates, bread and jelly, and the correct uniform in which they may be placed could unlock the mystery. At five o’clock I must take my position as a drone for eight hours. This will not enlighten me. Perhaps I could fool myself with a mock three pounds of tasty indulgence. No, it must be one with the other three pounds.
Ah, to understand. To be able to connect and flow through the rythmic waves of the complexities of the all encompassing everything and nothing. Well, currently the answers to everything do not really interest me. The stairs are high, so one step at a time. Though I have been known to skip a few. Long legs come in handy when climing long distances.
Mmmm. Three pounds, three pounds, three pounds. With the little bit of my own three pounds I open my door. There is a staircase and I “know” it is there. I eat my peanut butter and jelly sandwich and it “tastes good”. I walk outside in view of the pink and yellow shuttered houses and bathe in the beauty of color. With this little bit of my own three pounds I also know that there is no staircase outside of my door. I ate cereal and yogurt, not a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Outside my house there is a shed, a field, and a few trailers. But i know color, I know taste, and i know the many constructs of man.
With my own three pounds i not only understand things within my own limited perception but can also manipulate them and imagine what they could be, creating my very own alteration of existence. This is the power of three pounds, well supposedly only 10% of that three pounds. Three pounds. All I need to understand the universe is three pounds and access to the whole six.
Time Travel
Time travel is awesome. Well, awesome to think about.
I have been coming up with my own theory of time travel, just throwing around ideas in my head. It uses the idea of alternate realities/parallel universes/extra dimensions. It seems that scientists think inter-dimensional travel is much more possible than time travel, but maybe its all the same.
OK, so, in thinking about these alternate and parallel planes, anything and everything is possible. Not only that, but EVERYTHING that is possible happens. That means that anything you could possible do, you do in a separate universe. This creates an infinite number of universes which make up the multi-verse. Now, it seems that when thinking about things like this most people don’t think infinitely enough. Not only is there another universe where you are doing something different this moment, but everything imaginable and unimaginable is happening right now in another universe. A world is ending, you are on the toilet, McCain is president, the world is being born, its the 1800s, humans don’t exist, dinosaurs are alive, the USS Enterprise is battling the Romulans, cancer is cured, Elvis is alive. That means that everything that HAS happened IS happening right now. Everything that you have ever done and ever will do is happening right now in a parallel universe, and all happening an infinite number of times in infinite universes.
Now you can time travel using the alternate universe idea. This might allow multiple theories of time travel, but that brings in the only problem that i can think of. If there are infinite number of possibilities then the laws of physics in this universe might not be the same in others which would cause interdimensional travel to not be possible in an infinite number of universes. But thats OK, because we would also have an infinite number of other universes identical to those that ARE capable of being traveled to interdimensionally.
So, in Back to the Future Biff goes back in time and gives himself the Sports Almanac creating an alternate future. The way Doc drew it out was great. It was a line parallel to the correct timeline. Wether he meant it or not, THAT signifies a parallel universe. Of course many time travel movies have many holes. Like the fact that Biff was able to go to the regular future instead of the alternate future. But I dont want to go into the holes of time travel movies.
So I think people are thinking about time travel all wrong. Maybe every way is possible and there aren’t any holes. Maybe time travel isn’t really time travel, maybe it is inter-dimensional travel.
There is a lot more to this that keeps popping into my head. But this is the gist of it.
AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! Thinking in the infinite makes your brain hurt.
And now something new. “Lateralus”
So I just came up with a neat idea. I will begin to post poems and songs to be analyzed by anyone who feels the need. I’d like to hear what others have to say about them. What meanings to others get out of it. If you know anything about poetry you know that any one poem can have multiple meanings for the writer as well as for the reader/listener.
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This first entry is a song titled “Lateralus”
Black then white are all i see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see.
as below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn beyond the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.
Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition, missing opportunities and I must
Feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines.
Black then white are all i see in my infancy.
red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me.
lets me see there is so much more and
beckons me to look thru to these infinite possibilities.
as below, so above and beyond, I imagine
drawn outside the lines of reason.
Push the envelope. Watch it bend.
over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind.
Withering my intuition leaving opportunities behind.
Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line.
Reaching out to embrace the random.
Reaching out to embrace whatever may come.
I embrace my desire to
I embrace my desire to
feel the rhythm, to feel connected enough to step aside and weep like a widow
to feel inspired to fathom the power, to witness the beauty,
to bathe in the fountain,
to swing on the spiral
to swing on the spiral
to swing on the spiral of our divinity and still be a human.
With my feet upon the ground I move myeslf between the sounds and open wide to suck it in.
I feel it move across my skin.
I’m reaching up and reaching out. I’m reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me.
what ever will bewilder me.
And following our will and wind we may just go where no one’s been.
We’ll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one’s been.
Spiral out. Keep going.
Spiral out. Keep going.
Spiral out. Keep going.
Spiral out. Keep going.
Spiral out. Keep going.
-Lateralus- by Tool
Forbidden Territory
School, back again.
woopee
Well, I’m actually in between joyful excitement and agonizing distress. I thought this semester would be be a fresh new semester. it seems, though, the overwhelming frustration with my failures of last semester where indeed overwhelming as I see them begin to poor into this semester. I hope that lingering lethargy does not become of me. I have today to break this cycle, and if not today then i have until Sunday………..That is the procrastinator talking, that is lethargy talking. School has only been in for about a week and a half, and i already feel so behind. Do you know what I have to say to this? “BLAH!” And that’s about how my brain feels.
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So what class am i looking forward to the most this semester? “Theories of Religion”
So lets get to it.
The most recent lecture in this class brought to mind my post on society, except in this case it used religion. Many people do agree that religion is a means to control society. That is totally understandable, because it has been that way throughout history. But religion is never created for that purpose. Religion is created by people who actually believe what they preach. They don’t necessarily want to control people, but rather allow people to control themselves.
I think religion is the preventative measure against mental chaos. The chaos which festers through our inability to comprehend. Without religion, and oftentimes with it, we ask ourselves a series of questions each one beyond the last. We, as humans, have the ability to ask infinite questions, but lack the ability to comprehend the answers.
People of religion would ask,”what was there before God decided to make this existence?” The more bold would ask, “what was before God?” Those who aren’t of religion would throw out the use of the word “God,” or any equivalent, and just ask the basic questions all of which having the same goal, “What has created and lead to this point in existence.” It racks the brain to think such questions. Religion calms this thought process, or at least attempts to. It has given many “the answer” so that they might continue to evolve mentally with a continued peace. Because, of course, the need for answers is the ultimate human addiction.
We have created an almost finished puzzle. But half of those pieces are false.
