Walking through
An urban wasteland, the bus awaits
Let me see something beautiful, hopeful
Kiss my eyes and ears, world, with your majesty
I glance about seeing if anyone else
Notices the wonderful details hiding everywhere
"Go!" I want to tell them... Go and live and see life and love everywhere.
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Love Point - Mazes - Love Point
The above is a "love point", a bit of punctuation proposed by some french guy in the 1960's but never really used anywhere.
I absolutely love it, though. I mean, it's perfect. Two people's confusion meeting on a single point to create something beautiful.
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Weary worrisome wandering... curious, concerened, confused... I walk through this minoan madman's masterpeice fearing frightening ferocious battering bulls. Lost, lonely, laughless I seek something special, for at the center of the maddening motherfucking maze... You await.
I'd face bulls and kings and impossible mazes for you. I can't always help, but I always want to.
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We're both messes. Both all questions and few answers. We both get confused.
Reminds me of the love point.
Friday, March 27, 2009
CPU
Lately I've been reading Creating Passionate Users, a blog about software and product design. It's very interesting. It's also taught me, oddly enough, about game design in some ways (which is appropriate, since I found it on anyway).
In particular, this image seems to apply to Simulationists, particularly those enjoying illusionistic play.
Also of interest is this post about creating a user community. I've always said that what I'm trying to do, RPG wise, is not create a single good game but to effect a community.
You may wonder why I'm saying this here and not on my game blog; I think this is a very interesting site, and people should go check it out. There's no new content, but there's enough of a backlog.
This picture is from CPU, as well, and it's all thanks to them. It's not mine, I'm just using it to show my point.
The Girl Behind The Counter
There's a girl I'll see tonight; I wish I knew why she captivates me.
She's no model; short and a bit plump, with blemished skin - her shoulders, she says, are horrible.
I don't even know her well; we aren't friends, we just work together.
Her razor wit cuts me, but I feel no pain; I return the favor and she laughs.
She reads while she works; silly stories about people who become animals, and books on clean living.
She's proud of her choice, almost defiant; loyal and strong.
She's my favorite co-worker, and I love her in a way I feel about few others.
The boy with the red ribbons wrapped 'round arms. He inspires me, and I him. He was the first, truly, and I hope he'll be the last.
The girl, so beautiful; there's a part of her that wants me, I think, but she doesn't need me. Sometimes I wish she did.
These are the people that inspire me and give me the hope to carry on. This, I suppose, is why I love them; higher than any other reason, it is the simple joy of knowing them.
She's no model; short and a bit plump, with blemished skin - her shoulders, she says, are horrible.
I don't even know her well; we aren't friends, we just work together.
Her razor wit cuts me, but I feel no pain; I return the favor and she laughs.
She reads while she works; silly stories about people who become animals, and books on clean living.
She's proud of her choice, almost defiant; loyal and strong.
She's my favorite co-worker, and I love her in a way I feel about few others.
The boy with the red ribbons wrapped 'round arms. He inspires me, and I him. He was the first, truly, and I hope he'll be the last.
The girl, so beautiful; there's a part of her that wants me, I think, but she doesn't need me. Sometimes I wish she did.
These are the people that inspire me and give me the hope to carry on. This, I suppose, is why I love them; higher than any other reason, it is the simple joy of knowing them.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
10 Things I Learned From The Internet In General
10 - No matter how bizarre, strange, disgusting, or otherwise unusual something is on the internet... you can easily find something to top it.
9 - Most people are DJs.
8 - SPlng + gramma issssssss owlways ahp2ional.
7 - If you're critical of the information received, the internet can actually be useful for gathering information.
6 - Everybody (including groups, organizations, and fictional people) has a website, or something close to it (blogs, myspace, etc... count here).
5 - Anything can be downloaded for free. Even a t-shirt.
4 - Email is one of the least-reliable communication methods ever.
3 - Someone, somewhere wants to see pictures of you naked. Even if you're fat and ugly like me.
2 - There are some pretty cool folks on the internet.
1 - Cats (sometimes dogs) in cute poses (with or without text) will always have a favorable result.
9 - Most people are DJs.
8 - SPlng + gramma issssssss owlways ahp2ional.
7 - If you're critical of the information received, the internet can actually be useful for gathering information.
6 - Everybody (including groups, organizations, and fictional people) has a website, or something close to it (blogs, myspace, etc... count here).
5 - Anything can be downloaded for free. Even a t-shirt.
4 - Email is one of the least-reliable communication methods ever.
3 - Someone, somewhere wants to see pictures of you naked. Even if you're fat and ugly like me.
2 - There are some pretty cool folks on the internet.
1 - Cats (sometimes dogs) in cute poses (with or without text) will always have a favorable result.
10 Things I Learned About Meeting People Online
This is from personal experience. Note that it doesn't apply to anyone who might read this (except #1). I'm gonna mention ladies here, since that is my preference, but guys are the same. I'm not trying to be sexist.
10 - Most people expect more than they should. Nobody's perfect, gals... look for something good and don't let go when you find it.
9 - If you put up a personal ad, some people won't bother actually reading it. They'll then get upset with you when something comes up that you mentioned in the ad.
8 - Some of the folks you meet, while appearing to be perfectly normal, will turn out to be bat-shit insane.
7 - Some ladies are really 80 year old indian scammers.
6 - Most of the people you talk to, you won't hear from again. Unless you make an effort to stay in touch, which may lead to coming off as a creep.
5 - Again, nobody's perfect. If something seems too good to be true, it might just be.
4 - Spam. You will get spam.
3 - Sometimes you actually meet decent people.
2 - Everyone has secrets.
1 - Don't fall in love. Once you do it's nearly impossible to break out of it.
Anyone have their own to add?
10 - Most people expect more than they should. Nobody's perfect, gals... look for something good and don't let go when you find it.
9 - If you put up a personal ad, some people won't bother actually reading it. They'll then get upset with you when something comes up that you mentioned in the ad.
8 - Some of the folks you meet, while appearing to be perfectly normal, will turn out to be bat-shit insane.
7 - Some ladies are really 80 year old indian scammers.
6 - Most of the people you talk to, you won't hear from again. Unless you make an effort to stay in touch, which may lead to coming off as a creep.
5 - Again, nobody's perfect. If something seems too good to be true, it might just be.
4 - Spam. You will get spam.
3 - Sometimes you actually meet decent people.
2 - Everyone has secrets.
1 - Don't fall in love. Once you do it's nearly impossible to break out of it.
Anyone have their own to add?
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
1PM Mass
He is bared of his lies and his secrets, stripped down to flesh and soul.
No priest today and only a single man makes up the congregation.
He sings modern hymns and keeps a sermon on life in his head as the holy water washes over him, cleansing him of his sins.
Then he takes the sacrement into his hands, and places it upon his head, and rinses it out in holy water... washing away the sins and wrongs and dirtiness of yesterday.
Then he steps out, born again or close enough, and wraps himself in linens like a newborn infant.
God is everywhere.
No priest today and only a single man makes up the congregation.
He sings modern hymns and keeps a sermon on life in his head as the holy water washes over him, cleansing him of his sins.
Then he takes the sacrement into his hands, and places it upon his head, and rinses it out in holy water... washing away the sins and wrongs and dirtiness of yesterday.
Then he steps out, born again or close enough, and wraps himself in linens like a newborn infant.
God is everywhere.
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