Yellow Submarine @ MindSay

Steve Irwin Feb 22 1962-Sept 4 2006

 

The Yellow Submarine is an awesome movie.

He's a real nowhere man sitting in his nowhere land.

Dear Fellows,
This life is so very short.
Each person rides in his own personal yellow submarine. This submarine travels through the great sea of life and supporting characters get off and come on all the time. You see an average person only has real care of his immideate surroundings, starting with your roommates/family, then coworkers, then other people you know. We don't actually real know anything about the people in other submarines. I don't know a single person in Malasia and so I really don't care about that single person there. All a normal person cares about is himself, since he himself is the very core of everything in his own world. The normal person makes the people around him (don't get femanist on me) happy, usually, in order to feel better about himself or gain his own wants. Everyday while driving we see hundreds of people in other cars and we know nothing about them.
It is sad actually how little we actually know. Without being omniscient though we can't know anyone, though I find it in good character to try and meet someone new every day. Yesterday I met xocandyshop52ox via aim to learn more about her and her religeon, Nazarene, because of a reply she made to my blog. Everyone should try. But this is not the point of this little story.
This blog is actually an obituary...
             It is the obituary to some emotions
Have you turned on the radio lately? Listen to the rock music. I love rock music, but so much of it is so depressing because that is what sells and that is what the average person, or more specifically youth, today feels like.
It is because of the moral decline of our parents for the most part in one specific area.
LOVE
In todays relationships people are so worried about sparks and romance because marriage is no longer necessary to survive that they get divorced for these reasons. It is the opposite of Tevyah in Fiddler on the Roof, who married to survive and then eventually figures out that he has an underlying love for his wife. In our so educated society isn't it amusing how well we second guess ourselves in love. Do I love him? blah blah blah. We look for movie-esque passion. This focus on passion causes teenage girls to commit suicide because of their boyfrinds leaving them. My generation just doesn't have the models to show how a relationship can survive. My grandfather believes that marriages should be on ten year renewable contracts. Christians in my area are always talking about the sanctity of love and marriage, but their pastor is on his third wife. They say that a homosexual couple that his been together for fifteen years, an extraordinary feat in this age, is not allowed to marry, but a straight couple who began dating three weeks ago can. Where is the love for your fellow man? If god is love, and there is a passage about good people who are of different beliefs (Good Samaritin), then why can't you love your brothers the homosexuals to marry. Your anger is helping polute the brotherhood of future generations.
Teenagers mainly cannot see past themselves. Their self importance makes them feel as though all hardships that come to them are the most trying hardships in the world. They become hugely depressed when grades drop, a beaux dumps them, parents get divorced, or someone dies. These things happen to millions of people. Grieve and then get over it. Quit holding on to the pity party that is you life. That little malasian boy I mentioned earlier that I don't care about is dying of whooping cough working in a factory for fifteen hour shifts making those little beeded bracelets that you are throwing away becasue your boyfriend who is breaking up with won it for you at your cousins birthday party at chucky cheese from the stupid little game where you stop the lights on a prize. That malasian boy wishes he could have the kind of drama you have. Every bad thing that happens to them the blame on someone else, some blame god, some blame their parents, but no one, not even god, will accept the blame. Especially not the kid.
What is missing?
Pride
Pride is one of the square root of forty nine deadly sins. I say now that you rise up and cast off this old way of thinking. I ask every girl to look in the mirror and say wow I am amazing. I want every boyfriend to tell his girlfriend that she is amazing. I want every boy to stop looking down and wondering if his is smaller than the rest of the team. Stop it. Stop thinking your ugly or stupid, but think I am a people person, I am a good writer, I am happy, I could be drowning, or I could be a president who keeps getting mocked for his Social Security reform bill. Be proud of yourself. Be proud of who you are. When you go out with your parents quit ducking and looking around hoping noone sees you with them. If you see a friend at wall-mart introduce them to your geeky dad who works for a company that turns ping pong tables green and is an avid fan star wars. Introduce them with a gleam in you eye and love in your heart.
Where is honor? Honor is hard to find these days when people choose Kazaa over Itunes because its free. Quit back stabbing and start shaking hands. Don't take things personally laugh and role and make your own comment. If you're wearing a brand new yellow t-shirt that you thought was really cool and someone calls you "gay", just respond coolly with a snide remark derogatory of them. Hey, I didn't say be perfect. And I hate turn the other cheek, because if you don't defend yourself how will you ever defend someone else. I tire of watching people walk by when someone is getting picked on because they have no honor, no pride, and no self happiness. When I walk by and see someone getting picked on verbally, I unleash my wicked tongue on them, and if they want physical confrontation... well then I tell the poor other guy to run while I get the crap beat out of me.
I'm not making myself a martyr, I'm helping people.
If you can't look at yourself and be happy with who you are then you can never be happy with anyone else.
Another thing everyone needs is selfishness.
The only way to ever truly become able to help anyone is to become totally selfish. You must want everything, but not materialisticly. You most want everything to the best it can be, starting with yourself. Stop blaming McDonalds for fatty foods and escersize, because you selfishly want a perfect body. Be happy because you selfishly want to be happy. In order to retain that happiness you must help make everyone else happy. This causes self sacrifice for the completion of the overall goal of gaining everything. Don't limit yourself there make the world better, because you want to do it for yourself, because helping makes you feel better.
The more you want to be something the more you will be it.
If you want to be sad you will be sad. People say I don't want to be sad, I just feel this way; or it's genetic my mom is sad too. Stop it, just stop with the excuses, if you want to be happy you will be happy. First you must train yourself, everytime you feel like something bad is happening look at the positives, and rent Patch Adams. Train yourself to look for the good. Boyfriend leaves, good riddance, he wasn't very good in the sack anyway, besides that guy Tommy who has been flirting with you all the time might just end up to be Mr. Right or Mr. RightNow. On that subject, quit regretting things. Learn from your mistakes and leave the past alone. You can decide how you want to feel the past. If you want it to be happy moment to look back on, you can. If you want to think over and over again how you could have done something different you can, but that's not going to change anything that happened then, it's just going to make you depressed now.
Look at the good...
      Count your many blessings name them one by one.
 Enjoy freedoms and allow freedoms...
Allow people to be and do what they want as long as they don't impose on other freedoms. If someone wants to be Jewish let them be jewish. If they're open to it talk to them about their religeon and your religeon. If someone wants to be depressed you can try and help them. Try and help people as best you can, but trying to change who someone is in sexual inclination, religeon, and their belief in the great pumpkin, is mostly futile and is not help. If you get angry because their belief don't reflect your moral code but aren't hurting anyone, then don't hang them, do bad things to them physically, call them name, or attack them in the voting booth by illegaling their union or something like that. You have the full right to never ever deal with the person again, but that doesn't make you a very good person does it.

Dear Guy Who Throws Lightning Bolts,
Please honor the coming of some of your finest creations
Because the current generation cannot find the defibulator for them
Please grant access into your cloudy realm of no badness/river styx/place where hot scandinavians beat each other
To your humble servents
Happiness
Optimism
Pride
Selfishness
Honor
& Love
May you have Cable TV for their immortal souls
In the name of the Simpsons, Friends, and the holy Survivor
Amen

Please good people of the earth awaken and dawn a happiness and freedom charishing that shall make further generations look back and dub this the Platinum Age of Emotion.

Sincerely yours,
Lord Thomas of Mann