Monday, October 4, 2010

what are problems?

A problem is any variation of disorder in A) a period of time or B) a system. The disorder functions as a problem one can fix. (An interesting parody [or oxymoron idk]occurs when you say "disordered function")

Moral of the story; problems are everywhere. If you try to avoid them; you will become one. Success is attained by the solvating of problems. The problem itself is an instance of disorder, perhaps IT is the reason for everything? When I refer to everything, I refer to the many systems in life (church, work, school, games). WE the people are naturally born problem solvers.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

so it's fall, and i need a 2500$ camera :\

Fall is here, and many things are falling.
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For one, it's my jaw because I need money, but I don't have it, and the longer I don't have it, the more money I need.

For two, the leaves, duhhh. They need a photographer, every single one of them, so I ignore their persuasive calls. Just imagine: "ring", "alyo", "ye hey man, it's me, the leave that you JUST DROVE OVER" ...I doubt I'd have much to say to him.

Three, the ability for atoms and molecules to move freely. Aka the temperature is getting looooow. But I still went swimming 2 days before October :)

Lastly are koalas. Yea, the fuzzy gray animals that live in Australia. One was itching his well... bottom.. and took a head first fall. The local news reporters are saying that Goluffa (his name) will be totally fine. Thats totally with a slight valley girl twist.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

It would be a pleasure for me expand upon a topic i find very interesting.

This topic has many directions; it can branch to sociology, psychology, economics and so forth.

THE topic is formalism.

Excuse me if my writing habits are incorrect, it will simply have to be a fault of mine - that you will need to cope with. Theres really no other way around it, I'm a terrible English student.

OK. Focus. The concept I'm proposing is formalism. Webster - Merriam define FORMALISM: the practice or the doctrine of strict adherence to prescribed or external forms (as in religion or art); also : an instance of this.

In fragmented thoughts, I would like to compile this idea and point-fully analyse its coherence to my personal life.

First of all, formalism is very important in the two cultures I take part in. Formalism ultimately structures the way a culture needs to look, act, and accept one of the many aspects a culture can be divided into.

For many, the first thought that comes to mind when one hears "formalism" would be appearance. Indeed vision is an important gateway to the mind, formalism in this respect has much to do with clothes, behavior, traditions, and a vast spectrum of observable variables. Nonetheless each variable has a value to the person. Static environment can greatly affect the ones perception, this makes culture on of the greatest attributes of formalism.

I understand I changed the topic in that paragraph, and I'm terribly sorry for doing so.

Formalism takes a vital roll in political environments. Ok, am i confusing formalism with formality? I think I should stop here. You get the point. If you don't, well... thats just too bad, because I think I lost my own trail of thought. So it stinks for us. Wow. Just Wow.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

brain dump:

i was told i have no givens (as in geometry), everything is philosophical to an extent.

i don't understand my system of thinking, its chained thoughts, but the thoughts often times lack logic.

boy am i glad to be a Christian, in Soviet Russia this blog would be hunted down, i'd be arrested, and maaaan, its tough to even think about what could happen! Respect to all my fellows Russian brothers and sisters in Christ.

Friday, August 13, 2010

Thinking: about Belarus.

I would like to express some abstract thoughts. They probably won't make sense, and many won't care unto the subject. In fact, I doubt many will even read my ambiguous ideas. The reason being: they are dangerous (my thoughts). Who knows, perhaps I am the next Pablo Picasso? I can only wish - alright, the serious stuffs.

To be honest, life has changed in a sense. After a blessed trip to Belarus, I can testify that all my SENSES experienced a phase of learning. Little did I know about the Belarus I went to, much did I learn. I drove into Ералаш when I first saw that which used to be my motherland (sort of). It was dusty, junky, and other adjectives I find no point of using. ONE THING FOR SURE IS: people were living there and I wasn't the only one alive.

Don't get me wrong, I wasn't on a different planet - these are simply the thoughts I had. Never in my life did I get such traffic of thoughts - I probably rethought every little detail I ever waisted time thinking about. For example shoes. There was a time in my life when I payed much attention to shoes; why? No idea. I felt like I was in Pennsylvania, I guess it was because I go there often, but thats besides the point.

Oh yeah, and if you're wondering about the point of this article... its to entertain the intellectual and express a value I will never be able to put to words. I'd hate to jump to conclusions, but the reader should know that there are things not ever a writer can put on paper or the keyboard - even though the interface is there.

The goal of my trip to Belarus was to tell kids and teenagers about my God. It was a simple task, all I had to work with was ME. I feel that God lets people use their knowledge and faith to preach to the people of this world. Indeed there is much to say about the people I met and how God showed them (and me) His love. But... that thought would go into my [Unexplained category of thoughts] as it refers to my previous paragraph.

And now I am home, in my beloved America. My hobby is to think - hence I sit here behind this 21st century information marvel and say - thanks for reading this blog, you made it to the end!!! (P.S. -I shall continue... later, and, I'm a procrastinator)

Tuesday, April 20, 2010