Yay. A Cruise Ship for Republicans.

Look closely at these photos and you will see many elderly caucasians. Look closely because they are rich and powerful. They run the U.S.
http://www.nrcruise.com/Pages/photo_gallery.htm

Fortunately they are old. Unfortunately they have children that probably think like them. They think like racists because they are racists. They like to think of themselves as classy, refined, and well-traveled. But they really have no appreciation of any other culture other than their narrow-minded and corrupted culture.

Look closely, because many of the world's (yes, not only America, but the world) problems exists because of this cruise ship full of conservative republicans. Get them together in a room and they talk about torturing muslims. They talk of muslims taking over Europe. And they do this with hellova lot of distaste and disdain.

Simple and complicated

How many things in this world can you genuinely say is simple yet equally so complicated?
How about this painting, Starry Night?

Try to appreciate the colors, the textures, the shapes, the spaces. Is this not one of the most contradicting thing you have ever seen in your life?


One of my favorite classes in college was Art Appreciation, not because it was easy, but because it was... complicated. This in conjunction with my fascination with the heavens (i.e. crystal clear stars against a perfect pitch black sky) is what gets my head whirling about. Imagine laying down with your head rested on your arms behind your head as you stare up at the clear starry night. Can you see all the constellations? Notice the twinkling of distant stars? Look! Did you see that shooting star!? Notice the neighboring arm of the Milky Way Galaxy? Can you feel how significant yet so insignificant we are in this universe? This is beyond what dreams are made of. This is what the human mind is made of.

Becoming the FBI or CIA I once dreamed of.

I would've never made it as an FBI or CIA officer. Now I know that I would've never made the cut, and I'll tell you why.

Today I shot and killed a squirrel because it was eating off of my mother's date tree. I shot it 5 times; the first piercing it's right ear which disabled its ability to climb the fence and escape its inevitable death. So it stood there behind any kind of cover it could find, while bleeding. I prayed about this before I took my shot, because it just felt wrong to shoot a creature because it's hungry. Honestly, if it were my choice, I would've let all the squirrels in the entire Milky Way Galaxy gorge on all the dates it could choke down.

It took 4 more shots to neutralize the defenseless and disgusting creature. You don't realize how disgusting squirrels are until you've seen it up close and personal. Of course it bleeding to death didn't help it in the cuteness factor. You see, I had to take as many shots needed to kill it. Moments before it finally entered its last sleep, it squirmed about, as if it were in pain or extreme discomfort. Killing it was the least I could do for it.