Mom

Happy Birthday Mom. Thanks for being one of the handful of people who selflessly always had my best interest in mind.

Night On Earth

I know its been a while since i’ve talked. I know i am neglecting my brother and my friends.

I’ve been feeling very melancholy as of late. So much has happened in the past year. I feel as if so much is always out of my control. I have no grasp in my own life.

I am trying to fix things. I am. I just feel very weak sometimes, which is probably a result of “lack of control”.

I felt a bit inspired to write something, anything down while listening to the song “Night on Earth” by the Bouncing souls.

One thing i have learned, I mean, really learned, is that things can always be worse. They really can – and be very careful with what you wish for. You may end up getting it and then regretting it.

/end bullshit.

A Misunderstood Character

I guess perception is everything, either that, or some people are just plain ignorant. Possibly a combination of both. Someone today mentioned to me something that hit a nerve, somewhere deep inside the fabric of my moral matter, and as usual, i did keep my cool and went about it professionally, and decided to post here about it.

The topic in question is Che Guevara, the person and what he stood for. Specifically, what gets to me is how people are so quick to connect Che Guevara with communist dictatorship and all the evils that come with the governments that wave “red flags”.

The person, who so innocently threw a wrench into the inner workings of my ideals, had very recently watched “The Motorcycle Diaries”, which, in my humble opinion, does a very good job at taking Che the person away from everything that he is so commonly associated with, which makes me wonder even more – that the preconceived thoughts and ideas about said subject were so great that the mind was closed to any new ideas.

To me, Che IS a great man. He wanted to see not only the people of his own country, and not only people of his own continent, but everyone be free from oppression and have freedoms and he wanted people to be treated equally. Jesus fucking Christ, this is what the great American Revolutionaries wanted. They fought back from oppression and for freedom. You put Che and Jefferson in the same room and you would see that they agree that people should have freedoms, people should not be oppressed and that people should be treated equally. Where they would differ is in economic principals.

Weekend with Kailly

What a better way to make my first real on post tumblr by talking about my weekend with my wonderful niece Kailly?

My sister, busy with work, asked me if I could take care of Kailly on Saturday. This quickly expanded to be Friday evening through Sunday morning. No complaints here.

Truth be told, I should spend more time with Kailly, along with a lot of other things I should be doing. This was to be our first weekend together.

Kailly is about two and a half and from what i can tell from experience, she is just about your typical two and a half-year old. We played together and watched more Disney movies than any human being should be exposed to, but all in all, I had a good time with my niece. The only time that she cried was during bed time when she missed her mother. oh, and when uncle accidentally let some soap fall in her eyes during bath time.

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