The Walking Dead

I'm currently watching The Walking Dead (Sat 10pm). So far it's a very interesting watch...a show on unraveling and on development. A strangely much more realistic watch than most of the zombie shows, but then again, it's a TV series and not a movie.... Will be keeping track of it. :D

Today, Liz and I figured out the trend of the things that we like to watch. It is indeed enlightening!

Funny Facts

Funny Facts Generator

James Cameron wanted Ashin to play the Terminator. However, upon reflection, he realized that would have turned his movie into a documentary, so he went with Arnold Schwarzenegger.



Don't you just loveee these things...

Don't ask...

...if you want to hear anything short of the truth. And reject it in the end.

A type of silence

I know, I should be sleeping. My com is dl-ing TF2 at the moment, and I just came back from bathing.

Just...a thought. A type of silence. The kind that is the worst. The kind that compels the mind to fill the gap with strange noises. Strange irrational noises. I didn't know whom I was doubting, but at the root of it, it's me I doubt the most.

It's been a lifetime now, that I feel like I'm watching my life from another lens. I'm watching myself read these words, type these things, and I do doubt if I'm really sitting here and saying things. It's quite creepy, that I started to want to move the lens around, and see the...box. The whole thing, the different angles at which to view an event. And I'm terrified, when the limit is reached. There's an angle I can't see, and I do not know why.

It's much like the...you know, feeling? That kidnappers capture you, put you in a room, interrogate you, and then show you the fate of your family in a video. It's real to you, the video, but you know it's recorded, and there are things beyond the video you can't see--and you have no access to them. That's the feeling that I have. It's hard to describe.

Or living as an invisible person, that somehow you're in a parallel dimension, with words unspoken and concern undelivered, because you haven't figured out how to get it out there.

If I knew how to show concern without scaring everyone away, perhaps my life would be a fragment more complete. And this is another type of silence that's just as bad... So bad I'd rather shove it all into a box and lock it away, out of reach forever.

Indescribable Difficulties

After watching the whole thing, I have to say that I'm on the guy's side. I can imagine how difficult it is to live through discrimination. It's an emotionally painful watch.

Normally, I'm against sex change. But there's someone in my life who was in a similar position. Not as emotionally destructive as the above, of course; it's positive, even. I was guilty of the same narrow-mindedness as that blasted father in the show above, but without the same intensity. I had thought it was a "nurture" issue, not a "nature" issue. Eventually, I changed my mind.

The guy is of an unhealthy mindset when constantly blaming his parents for his plight, but beneath all that emotional display, I feel that there lies a soul that needs unconditional acceptance, free of judgment.

Sometimes, that's all that's needed for people to move on.

City Living Affects Brain

What do you think about this?

Personally, I...don't really see a point in building city landscapes based upon this concept. But I like the observation, despite how it doesn't make as much sense as I thought it might.

Manning asked me yesterday why I deactivated Facebook. The reason is quite simple. It's much like what is described in the link above.

Facebook is now almost the virtual representation of society. If you haven't known about it, or that I haven't made it explicitly known yet, I am in a contradictory, possibly paradoxical, position about society--I find it close to something like an abomination.

I have several thoughts as to why I don't like Facebook.

I am highly introverted.

This is painfully obvious, but I'd just state it anyway. I don't need a lot of stimuli to keep my mind going, and I don't need human company for a lengthy period of time to let my mind chew on things. That said...

Facebook is too damn noisy for me.

No, it's not about individual posts whatsoever. It's just that, the moment I load Facebook, I am faced with an entire list of people saying everything from their damaged aircons to something as serious as perhaps, a death or two. I am not against people saying whatever they want. But the problem is, it isn't much different, to me, from being in an overly crowded IT Fair. That's just how sensitive my mind is...

I can't take the excess external stimuli.

This is the main reason. I can't explain why, but being on Facebook, I feel forced into a social situation. I don't like the new random Add Friend requests. And there is so much information, my mind is constantly doing some sort of filtering and processing. Worse, most of the processing is taking place for unimportant things. Don't know if it sounds weird, but I feel very overwhelmed, pressured and stressed after long exposure to Facebook.

I don't understand the point of Facebook (for myself).

Yeah. I don't understand Facebook. I'm not interested in a lot of people's lives and I don't see a need to be updated about them. I only have a few groups of people in my life I care about, and I don't want to lump everyone into one space called Facebook. It makes no sense whatsoever to me.

I prefer some quiet room. And to be honest, I don't like to be found. I'd rather people just approached me if and when they want to meet up. I'm an ass, I know... Yeah...