Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Conquering the Sky

October 20th, 2008

After a lifetime of waiting for an experience "of a lifetime," to what extent does one's view of life change upon its completion?

I've never regarded myself as particularly braver than the general public, but yesterday I accomplished a fantasy I had maintained for as long as my memory serves me: Skydiving.

Perhaps it's the neuroses ubiquitous within my personality, but I actually did take a moment, floating amidst the rush of air, to affirm that yes---this is the kind of experience that people imagine for years, decades, and they somehow never seem to allow it to themselves, fearing a fallacious visceral reaction that they have constructed to keep the truth unfathomable and limitless. Do we do this to fortify our dreams? Once a "dream" is attained, I would argue, we are unable to dream of it purely any longer, having to submit almost fully to those tangible memories we now hold of that completed moment within our brains and our bones.

The ultimate question then becomes: How much do we actually want to accomplish our dreams, with the knowledge that, once completed, a part of our subconscious AND conscious mind will have to be reassessed, recompartmentalized, reframed, and reworked?

More on this to follow...

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

The Hesitant Bandwagoner

After a lengthy unwillingness to submit, I've decided, in honor of tonight's "49th and Final" presidential debate, that to keep my personal musings merely personal is to indirectly forfeit my participation in the necessary global discussion that the internet has now become. With that said, I do not plan on using this space as a "neutral" ground on which I can passively stomp on anyone or anything immediately affecting my personal life. This will merely be an exercise in verbalizing that which confounds me, those opinions and feelings which I may be unable, in the daily goings-on of my life, to express to someone fully and wholeheartedly in a given moment about a particular subject.

So here I am, as educated as I've allowed myself to be at the current moment, proclaiming my foray into the world of cyberself-expression.

Joe Sixpack + Joe The Plumber = Joe King Wright?

Senator McCain once again proved to us tonight that not only does he have nothing new to say, he also has no comprehension of anything that has just been said TO him. Over and over again, he repeats that Obama is looking to "raise taxes" and "fine" what the Republicans would no-doubt ironically coin the "poor rich" business owners. And Obama must repeat - "95% of Americans will be getting a tax cut. And no, I will not be fining those business owners who rightfully provide health insurance opportunities for their employees. I will only be making things more affordable." And somehow McCain still feels that repeating the phrase "raise taxes" will win over those voters who are undecided. He can only hope that he's appealing to those as senile and unattentive as he seems to be.

I must admit, however, that despite my willingness to support Senator Obama at this turn, I still tear up a bit having to hear Hillary's commentary as an outside observer following the debate, rather than the one directly involved.

I wish ALL Americans were evolved enough and sophisticated enough to recognize intellect and fault ineptitude, regardless of gender and race, two socially constructed points of contention.

Alright, that's it for right now.