And more section,Fear S2

And more Section

-Fear-

Fear is an emotion that is hard to understand, and is hard to control. It is a driving emotion; meaning that this emotion can influence us to either go one way or another/ do something or forget about it. For example, a common fear for people is spiders. When some one with that fear of spiders. (Arachnaphobia) they will either run from it and avoid it as much as possible, or scream and get away from it. Sometimes its involuntary, it is as if it's a reflex. I say this because I hate spiders and when ever I see one I almost instinctively move back and away from it, and I tend to (if it is on the ground) go onto something off the ground and watch it making sure it doesnt follow or jump etc. Fear influences humans to do many things from heoric, all the way down to revolting.

Fear has actually been a cause of death for many in the world, whether it be those who were fearing, or those who feared. Examples are people who tense up and freeze when they are scared. I don't know the facts but I would assume that that type of fear has caused many injurys and deaths. Fear would most likely atomatically enable the fight or flight mode response ( depending on the case). Like when I get up on something high to get away fro ma spider, I am flight-ing away from what my body and mind has presumed to be a threat.

Fear can also cause heoric actions in some special cases. I do not have exact examples unfortunately, but if you think about it. It is highly possible that within the grip of fear someone can overcome such fear and tackle the obsticale head on. Or maybe they can loose themselves and succumb to fear, by this I mean when someone in overwhelmin fear they would become dangerous or hazardous to ones surroundings and start attacking anything and everything in sight.

Fear is hard to understand because, what causes it? Does are body know something we don't and that's why we begin feeling anxious and worried? We cannot answer that, though one thing we can answer is that our fear cannot be avoided. Everyone does fear something, but why the fear it is complicated. Sometimes it can be answered, but usaully it cant. A common fact though of human beings is that, We typically fear the unknown. That's just basic, and if you don't believe it then think about this. have you ever feared the dark and places you've never been? You don't know what they have in store for you, meaning you fear the unknown.

Opinion's Social. Ranting pt2. S1

Opinion's Social.

Typically I wouldn;t post two of the same posts in a row, for example I'm doing 2 opinion's socials in a row, but honestly I need to just talk freely. When I right the other subjects such as short stories and the and more sections, they require me to think and stucture my writing, which right now is a bit hard for me. The short stories for example take a lot of thinking and persay, planning. I will give you a spoiler that this short story is going to a multi parter and allow me to tell a story in a bit more proloned way. But anyway, enough about me and all, let's start the ranting.

Recently I was given the displeasure of becoming part of a Facebook arguement (which are pointless). My friend was tagged in it, which is thte only reason I saw it, and i decided to defend my friend. Which defending eachother is what real friends do. Though, let's just say this kid was one of the sterotypical big ego kid who does not know when to swallow his pride. So it came to the point where I called it and I decided to no longer post in it. I didn't really get angry by it, it was just me defending my friend at first, but then it turned to me making the guy look bad by simply correcting/ telling him I don't under his grammar. Believe me when I tell you that what this kid was writing was probably considered some visciously typing on their keyboard and making sure that they either add more letters then they need in every word. Or leaving lots of letters out, and that's what this kid did. I Kind of undestood him, but for some thing I went to my sister who's 21 and surprisngly more in the text and letter language then I am, but even she couldnt figure it out. In a nutshell, he wasnt even speaking full words.

So besides that displeasure, there was though the pleasure of a snow day this pat Tuesday. Which I will admit I enjoyed, however I did not enjoy the 2 hour delay the day before or after. I won't complain much about the 2 hour delay on monday, because I had a regents exam then. So Monday the 2 hour delay was probably greatly appreciated. Though on Wednesday the 2 hour delay was more like a kick in the face because we were 1 of few schools to be open. why couldn't Alden bend a little and let us have another snow day? I'm not sure, but it was agitating. Then when I was at school I learned we changed terms and we were on the 3rd term. I was confused. You know what would have voided that confusion? A small day or two break, or maybe even a week for exams. I'm agitated because the school I use to go to has the week off for exams, and if I remember correctly it also serves as a buffer from the transitation of one term to the next. So isntead of throwing me in a different term randomly in the middle of the week, at least give me a day during the week or give me a weekend. 

Opinion's Social -Media portraying men and woman- R2

Opinion's Social

-Humans-

 

Now let me start off by saying that I do hold respect for both men and women. I mean in no way to offend anyone in this article, I am just presenting my opinion based upon observations about who's life is harder, a man's or a woman's as from the POV of the media's generalizations.

 

I went to the movies the other day and there was a movie coming out about the hardships of a single mother. The name of the movie has eluded me but the presence of it is evident. I do agree that being a single parent alone is hard, but my friend said in the theatre " What about the single fathers?"  Or something along those lines. I agreed with him, and what he said has made me think.

 

Now I don't mean this is anyway to be offensive or aggravating, but I hear a lot about single moms and strong independent woman, but what about men? We have it hard too as single parents ( I am not but I'm just going off the assumption). Woman talk about having to wear make up and be in shape a lot, but they don't need too. A true gentlemen doesn't care about that, he just cares about the person; so complaining about that is null in void ladies. Also about the make up, I have a Video that I will link that shows in a comedy sense, how it is hard to be a man in the looks department. ( Video contains strong language.)   (-  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7_CnQvJmwgg  -)

 

Also, it is a very well known fact that a man has one vital weak point that can (if hit hard enough) make a man fall into the fetal position for a few minutes and maybe even cry.

 

Also, I think it is a bit unfair how every criminal in a movie that is typically some type of molester or rapist is typically a guy. I think there needs to be some facts and some changes or something because movies portray men as just emotion driven criminals and stuff in the genre. Honestly that agitates me because not all men are like that. There are all types of people in both sexes.

 

One cannot be distinguished to be harder as the other because both the sexes have their strong and weak points. So I think pointing out ones specific attribute is a bit much when it is exaggerated extremely far. Now, I do not mean offense to anyone in anyway. I am just voicing my opinion on the subject of how media portrays men and women.

-Pt. 1- Short Story R1

-Pt. 1- Short Story R1

"So....When are you going to hit that place?"

"Not for a while, why is that so important Jack?"

The man shrugged his shoulders a bit. He was leaning back in a chair, spinning a handgun in his hand using his finger as the pivoting point.

"You know one day you're going to accidently hit that trigger right?"

"Well then at least I go out with a bang." He chuckled.

"That's a good way of putting it. Then you leave me with no partner."

"Oh come now Jake, don't be so shrewd."

Jack placed the weapon on the table and leaned forward, landing with a thud. He got up and went across the room to the fridge, the raggedy and splintered floor boards creaked and groaned as they were stepped on. Jack opened the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water and went back to sit down in his chair. A wind blew against the house and made the place groan again.

Jack piled up a duffle bag and a backpack in the corner before he got up and sat at the table, across from Jake.

Jack opened his bottle and took a sip before speaking. " Tonight I'm assuming?"

Jake nodded and chuckled slightly. " Yeah."

"What?"

"Nothing, just remember the first time we got into this business?"

Jake's eyes opened wide and his head jerked forward as he almost spit out some water, he swallowed then bursted out laughing.
" You mean when the cops came and got confused as to who we were?"

Jake nodded. His face was red and he was laughing, or more or less wheezing.
Jack set down his bottle and his chair slammed forward; he layed on the table and chuckled for a bit before he got up and took a deep breath. " That was funny."
Jake nodded and regained himself. " Yeah, I'm not even sure why they grabbed those other two guys when we clearly had the bags full of money."
"Well, its quite easy to get confused between sexy and ugly because who would honestly think a sexy man like myself would do such 'devious' things?"
Jake smirked and laughed slightly. " Suuuuure." He said in a sarcastic tone as he slapped the back of Jack's head. " Come on, we got to get geared up. "
 Jack sighed and walked over putting his hands behind his head and slouching. " How much we aiming for this time?"
Jake shrugged. " Enough."
 

Opinion's Social. Bullying/anger Q2

Opinion's Social

-Bullying-

 

Patrick Rothfuss — 'There are three things all wise men fear: the sea in storm, a night with no moon, and the anger of a gentle man.'

I think that this quote is highly agreeable because if you think about it, a good man is always thinking about something like everyone else. However, when in rage most people will act blindly in rage and do things they normally wouldn't do while conscious. So typically a person who is a jerk just thinks and acts without thinking to far ahead for whatever reason. What if that person is always angry? What do they think of? This is dangerous to but also may lead them to not thinking so much ahead as just thinking what to do next. But I think a good person thinks about being mad, because a truly good man does not do much when angry or even may not get angry easily.

So when a good person thinks about being mad, they plan, and there is nothing more dangerous than a person who has a plan set. So when that good person goes to war ( or gets mad and acts on it) and they decide to go forward with their plan, there are going to be catastrophes. People who are normally not afraid of much or those who possibly even saw this good man as weak would tremble because that man is now enacting his wrath that has been building up for days, months, or even years. The more time a person has to plan, the more time they had to think of the possibilities that could happen, so they could make sure their plan is as bullet proof as possible.

Though am I promoting violence? No, I am not promoting any such thing. I am merely stating that everyone has a breaking point, and the people who have held back their anger for longer and are wiser than most, will have a much more terrifying break than those who break easily.

Our greatest power ever given to us is our intelligence and the ability to expand it. Though there is a very big difference in one's intelligence, and then how wise they are. Wise is speaking from experience and first hand experience, along with instinctive actions and thoughts. So, to be truly wise man, it may require you be old just so you have experienced many things, but you don't have to be old. If you experience a lifetime's worth of events in a few years, One. Bravo to you. Second. Pass on your wisdom and let others learn from it. Let them know that all people have a breaking point, and the one's who break in the most viscous ways. Are the ones who are the quietest about it.

Opinion's Social. Ranting Q1

Opinion's Social

-Ranting-

Okay, so I was going to write about some games just because I got the idea from a favorite critic of mine on you tube, Zero Punctuation. But that idea fell short real fast. So I drew back to my 1st initiative idea before the games, and that was ranting. On what? That's the question. I have no idea either, I'm just ranting on whatever comes into my head at this current moment I am writing this. So let's prepare for a mix mash of any and everything.

 

Alright so let's see....Ah here we are. People vs. Tech.   I personally believe that people are getting more arrogant and ego driven just because of the tech we have, but also because of the minimal disciplinary actions. I think a child at the age of 6 to 13 should not have an Iphone. I find that appalling and sickening because then these kids don't know how to interact with people in person and it annoys me because they develop a spoiled attitude. I cannot stand spoiled children. Its extremely hard for me because how can one be so arrogant and aggressive just because they had everything spoon feed to them from the richest gold their money could buy. 

I grew up in a family where I was 'spoiled' so long as I worked for it. (I will admit my grandma spoiled me a bit, but lets be honest. Who's grandma doesn't spoil their grandchildren?) I had to work for the things I wanted usually. Sometimes I didn't have to, but Im just saying the really spoiled ones are the cream of the crop in which I cannot stand the most. However, off from the technology and onto the disciplinary actions, what happened to kids? Nowadays they are so arrogant, it angers adults who even have a pretty decent patience for that attitude. I think if parents could hit their child ( not severely, Im talking discipline in which it's just spanking and time outs. The old school stuff) But where do these kids need to be set straight? School. If a teacher could hit the children like they use too, (but not as bad as it was. I've heard really bad stories so, there would have to be limits) Kids don't fear detention or suspension, they welcome it as just free time. What happened? Just that is the main question.  But I am going to say this, and I shall stand by it. -It may not be the best method-, however, Pain is the best teacher.

And more section, Fourth edition. (Imagination) P1

And more section, Fourth edition.

-Imagination-

Our imagination is a world where anything and everything is possible, and nothing is restricted by the laws of physics, laws of the government, or even moral laws. It is the real world of true freedom. This is the type of freedom we all want and strive for, but the unfortunate truth is that we will never truly have it. Freedom is an unobtainable idea that we all grow up with, and believe that it's real.

 Lets think about the power we contain in our own brain, let alone our body. We have the capability to create a whole new world with any kind of physics or scenarios we want without any outside interference. The world can be whatever we want it to be, a low life city that has many slums and ghettos, or a high end city with richness and bright light, or even something more than that.There is no end to where our mind can't take us. We can create people in any form, look, emotion setup, and intellectual level we want all because of our want to do so.

The unfortunate truth yet again is that we will never be able to visit this world physically. It is yet again just our imagination and what we believe is our perfect world. All we can do is visit it mentally, but for the strong minded there is a path to their world. The people who have the rare chance to experience this or have even perfect the art, the people who can have a Lucid Dream. A Lucid Dream is one in which you are conscious within it and you can control it and do whatever you want just by thinking of doing so, why? Because you have literally entered your imagination and are traveling within it. So does this mean that when we sleep, the door to our imaginative world opens for a brief moment without our knowing? Perhaps we will never know, but what we do know is that our mind is endless and no matter what, it cannot be restricted.

Opinion's Social. Facebook (Pt.1) P2

Opinion's Social

-Facebook-

Side Note: I've decided to make this section of the blog because of a few reasons. It is easy for me to write and enables me to voice my opinion. Also I was running low on other ideas so this is my fall back plan. Also I will be using a dialogue that is improper and mostly for fun.(Dont take my word for any information given in this. It's just what I think or thought.)

In the very first part of this new section, I shall talk about the topic of social networking as a major part of Society, AKA. Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and whatever else they have. (For the record. I have a Facebook account and tried instagram for like a few minutes then when I couldn't figure it out I was like 'nope' and just deleted the account. However months later it occurred to me that apparently someone I was dating at the time figured out my last name because she found me on Instagram. ) So I shall primarily focus on Facebook, though I will dab into the others with the knowledge of it that I have.

Facebook is a social networking device in which you can post status' and pictures that you like or want someone to see. It's intent was to communicate with people and friends and maybe even meet new people. (Or at least I think it was). Though from what I've seen and will unfortunately admit took part it. It is now a network for people seeking attention. (Which I have done). For people to post constant pics of themselves to get likes. ( I'm not a fan of posting pics of myself. Ive done one and made an incredibly weird and funny/ugly face. But to drive the point, I don't even have my own profile pic as a pic of me. Its a pic of a character from a Favorited Anime show of mine.) Anyway, Facebook has become a very in-vestibule company, but at the same time its become a no man's land. An area that sucks you in and never lets you go. So, my suggestion is get a Facebook if you want. But if you want to avoid drama. Actually let me repeat that. IF you want to AVOID DRAMA. Your best bet is to avoid getting a Facebook.

-Loss- Short Story 3 O2

-Loss-

-Short Story 3-

The sky was filled with dust, and the black smoke of the machines of war. The ground was tainted with a fusion of both the blood of the machines, and the blood of man. The air swirled around your neck then clenched its mighty hand and grasped your throat with a strong force. The musty smell of water and dirt, along with fire and fresh dead was so repulsing that even insects retreated to safer and better areas.The ability to breath would be hard for anyone to do because of the hailstorm of the metal down onto the dirt. The impact of each individual metallic shell of ammunition made a small cloud of dust rise from its bed and, make the air its new domain. Any idea of seeing more than 100 feet very crushed when you entered the area.

An explosion goes off 10 feet from a group of six men. They all tense up as the impact comes through and the sound bellows. The lot of them look young, and at most the oldest is no more than 30. It would also appear the oldest is in charge and he looks at the other five and raised his voice to a bellowing roar just so his men could hear him just barely.
"We have to get back to the Garrison!"

All the others nod and ready their weapons. After the oldest, whose name was John. There was Rick; a man who was very serious about what he did and did not like to joke around much. He told the truth as it was and didn't sugar coat anything.He was an average size man and had a broad face with a stern look. A man of the age of 29.

The third oldest of the six men was Dave. He was a happy and up beat man who would always be the life of the party wherever he went. He made friends with almost anyone and always had a smile on his face. Though now his face is stricken with fear's fatal shock.A man the age of 26.

The fourth oldest was a man who was a bit smaller then the others but still average for his age. He was 25 and an intellectual man. He wore glasses and was quiet when he needed to be, but if he needed to be heard he would make sure he was. He spoke the truth as if it were everyday talk but, he would make sure to keep the truth as not hurtful as possible. His name Jerry.

The fifth was a much bigger man than the others. He was big, and bulky for his job. He was the man who was protective of his friends/ family and what he owned. He was nicknamed Fortress because of his quickness to defend what was his and what he cared about.He was also 25,like Jerry; though his real name was Thomas.

The sixth, and youngest of them all was Jace. He was a scrawny young man who was actually quite shy. He didn't associate with many but those he knew. He was about the same size as the others but definitely much thinner. He was not a day older then 20.

John gave them all a hard stare of determination. He showed no signs of cowardliness, though deep down he was scared for everybody, including himself. He turned and popped his out from behind a brick wall that use to belong to a house. A quietness had come over the scarred town. He looked across the street and spotted an open door. He then turned to the others and spoke quietly.
" We're going to go across the street. One by one and be as quiet as possible." 
They were all scared for their lives, but nodded. The first up was John. He held up a hand and then hunched over and charged across the street. A deafened beat of thuds was heard but nothing suspicious. He ran into the building he had been eying and scouted it out. 

Minutes that felt like years passed as the group waited for John. After five minutes he came into view in the front door and gave the signal it was clear. The next to go was Jace. He was visibly shaking, but when given the signal he ran for the house as quickly as possible. Surprisingly as he ran, he was no louder than a mouse and made it across with no trouble. Next up was Rick. He waited patiently for the signal, then when given, he ran and made it across with no trouble.

Suddenly a group of men roared at each other.  The squad of six friends froze in terror as the roaring came across the town. It was the enemy; they couldn't understand them but they knew that it couldn't be good.So they had to hurry. Rick didn't wait for a signal and he just made a straight blitz for the building and made sure he was quiet. The men continued to roar and it appeared they didn't a thing.

" All this dust! I can't see a thing!" The group shouted as they got closer. Dave then looked at John who dropped his hand and motioned for Dave to run. After a few quiet footsteps Dave was safely across the street. Thomas was up next and he peaked around the corner to see the silhouette of the group moving towards them. He panicked and ran across the road without signal. Luckily for everyone that as big as he is, he is quite light on his feet.

Last was Jerry, who was looking quite calm. Given the situation. John looked around the corner and noticed that the roaring of the men had stopped and that they have gone. So he gives Jerry the signal. Jerry got up and went as quick and quiet as he could across the street. A loud snap in the air caught everyone's attention to the street  to catch the sight of Jerry. His eyes were sad but, as they last looked upon his friends. He cracked a smile and appeared happy before he fell onto the pavement.

Jace watched as his close friend fell down onto his now death bed and lay motionless. His eyes watered and he began to clench up. Rick stood stunned for the moment before he turned to Jace and placed a hand on his shoulder along with John's. John was clenching his fist and leaning against the wall. Dave took off his helmet and ran a hand through his hair. He stood and looked at the others; however, he stopped at Thomas who was standing, staring at Jerry's corpse. Time almost seemed to stop around the men as they absorbed what happened to their friend who was considered more family than friend. Though this was broken as a desperate yell came from Thomas who rushed towards Jerry's death bed. Dave quickly dropped his helmet and grabbed Thomas and did what he could to hold him back. Rick got up and helped Dave restrain Thomas, who was in a blind fury and crushed state. Dave spoke loudly in a commanding way, but there was a sense of defeat in his voice, as is he did not want to believe what he was actually saying.

"He's gone! Tom Stop! He's gone, we can't save him!"
Thomas kept fighting to get pass the two of his friends. Rick spoke now, in the same tone but appearing actually more depressed.
" We can't save him! He's gone and there's nothing we can change about it!"
At that point Thomas just fell down and put his head down, loosing all control of himself. His friends witnessed now what was the true meaning of being a broken man. They all kept quiet as to not push Thomas to any rash decision. They just stood or sat and tried to accept the harsh reality.

After all, what can one do when they lost a 'brother' to the harsh animal of war. When they weren't even soldiers?

And more section, Third edition. (Pride) O1

-And more section-

-Pride-

One of the seven deadly sins that all humans have most likely had a problem with in one point of time in their life is Pride. Pride is a very slick and cunning emotion, when it is pressured by other emotions or other actions. It causes trouble when pressured by anger/rage or by insults to materialistic or personal objects or people; while at the same time it can be pressured in a good way by the same exact objects and people. The only way to conquer pride is to try and avoid it.

Pride is the emotion that gets us into trouble, one way or another no matter what. For example, have you ever had someone insult something you've worked really hard on and you got angry at them? Why? Because you were prideful of that work and when you were insult, anger fused with pride and made you act the way you did. You may even feel bad at the end of what you did, and you may even wonder why you did that but, you may never think that it was pride that forced you too; you may have thought it was probably anger.

Does Pride have a positive? This is hard to tell, to be honest. Yes, when you finish a work, or you accomplish something amazing either with people or by yourself, you feel prideful about it that you did that. Yet, what does that do for you? You just feel happy and proud you did that, and then after that you reminisce about it and get prideful; never really getting anything from the emotion but the possibility to get angry at someone who insults you.

Pride is an emotion no one can truly conquer. It is slick, cunning, and even vicious when it sides with its friend anger. It can topple empires and ruin people, by simply changing how they think by a tiny bit; and then plunging you into a state in which you could be too cocky. That is when you make mistakes, and that is when pride shows its true power of destruction and manipulation.