Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Time travel, Dreams, and Nature...oh my

Check out this video about Joe Rogan talking about a plethora of subjects.
It is a little crude but if you actually listen to it all, it is very mind blowing.

You should also check out Joe Rogan's stand up and listen to his other theories of the world. He has a lot to back it up, so it's not crap he just makes up.

What are your ideas about human nature and time travel?

Monday, February 14, 2011

Love Songs: A Retrospective

On Mondays, I have decided I will dedicate my posts to music.
What will I exactly talk about in these posts is still a mystery.

Since today is valentine's day, I decided to dedicate this musical post to love songs throughout this and the past century.

I will skim over these songs, but will probably go into greater detail with future posts about the individual bands, genres, and movements.

Let us begin with some early blues. The blues is the heart and soul for a lot of musical genres today. Robert Johnson is probably one of the most prominent names in the blues community.

A couple of decades later and you find yourself in the center of the rock n roll movement. Here you find your Buddy Holly, Elvis Presley (at his Rockabilly stage,) Little Richard, and here one of my favorites Ritchie Valens.

The next decade brought in music from everywhere. The British invasion just made a huge impact on American soil and music was going in all new directions.
I of course have to show a Beatles song to represent the 60s. Probably one of my favorite Beatles songs of all time:

I'm going to skip the 70s and great straight to the 80s. Here we see everything in music. People become obsessed with technology and music production and forget about what makes music music. I am not saying the 80s was a bad time for music, but I am stating it was a time that was bound to happen eventually.

For the 90s, I will say that love songs got a lot more cheesy. Is that even possible? From the boy band invasion to the rise of many new pop stars, we can all the agree the 90s was an odd time.

The 2000s was last decade and we saw an attempt at backtracking our roots. All genres of music expanded with the internet, the mp3 player, and increase in musical artists

This takes us to our current decade, the 2010s. A lot has happened since music has first been recorded, but some stuff stays the same. Take a listen to all the songs and you see that love songs never change. They are the best way to get your message across to that special someone.

I hope you liked my little retrospective of love songs that I did. I promise I will go in greater detail with further musical posts, but I do not want to bore anyone. I urge all of you to listen to the songs and tell me what you think.
What are your favorite love songs?

Cheesy I know, but all is fair in love and music.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

A Small Life for a Big City

It's Sunday and I think we all deserve a good story.
This story does not take place on Earth. It does not take place in space.
This story takes place in the mind and should stay there.

This is an avant-garde story told in a modern noir perspective.
I am using the game Minecraft to give visual to my words.
I used my time two weeks ago to build this background, so please enjoy.

To start, it is highly recommended you play this song along while you read the remaining portion:

I am the mayor of my own world. This world is known as Mungtropolis. A couple of years ago, I escaped the clutches of suppressing figures and set off to create something beautiful.

After gaining the support of others, and losing some in the process, I finally helped in building the city I dreamed of for so long.

This city had everything. Everything from the general store to the city armory. I know what you are thinking. Why would a beautiful place need something like an armory. Well, in order to see the light you have to include the dark.

If something beautiful had nothing ugly to it, would it still be considered beautiful?

The simple civil buildings were soon in order and the first year we saw great progress. The bank saw great business. New clients each day and great wealth was stored deep into the city. The Fire Department, Courthouse and Police Headquarters was set up to assure everything would remain safe.

For entertainment, the residents could embrace in the nightlife of the city. We had a restaurant and even some adult entertainment, for those who had no shame in themselves.

The city grew their own food and had a steady water supply from the water tower. We managed our resources correctly and were never short on food or water. Along with the basic needs, the city had a communal storage unit where the residents of town could deposit and withdraw anything they wanted.

I built my house with my own hands and I designed it after a castle I saw when I was young. Everyone deserves to have rule from their own castle at some point in their life. At the time, I didn't know that would be my one and only time to reside in a castle.

Years passed and everything was perfect. It was beautiful.
According to the Greeks, the term utopia means "no place."
My city no longer existed. It was spaceless and timeless.
If the Greeks were to visit the city back in those days, they would find no place.

How naive is it to believe this could have lasted? This could actually carry on forever. You would think something outside of space and time would not fall eventually.
However, like all things, gravity and mass came into contact and brought space and time with it.

This is when the flood came and washed the city away. It killed all the citizens, except for me. It destroyed many buildings and left many hazards. You would be surprised by how many fires can actually start from water. You might be wondering why I was the only who survived that day. I, myself, cannot and may not be able to ever answer that question.

The city that was once not bound by time or space was no place at all.
If the Greeks were to visit the city then, they would find no place.

It took me a while to come to my senses and realize what had happened. I knew I could not stay here anymore and realized what I had to do.

I knew the only way to make myself happy would be to become the mayor of a new city. A city that would be my own. It would exist in my own world and there would be no opposition from anyone. The suppressing flood became a figure in the back of my mind.

That lasting moment became a distant memory and I set off to create something beautiful.
The End

How did you like this short fiction? Have any questions, comments, or concerns?
Let me know what you think and tell me if I should do more of these.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Fantastic Mr. Fox

I decided to make this post to dedicate to the arts.
I have some really talented friends out there and they deserve a lot of recognition for their work.

I will showcase two of my friends.

My first one is the artist for my T-shirt business. I will make another post soon all about my t-shirt business but I would like to have this serve a prelude to that post.

Here is a picture of one of his works, which we use for our t-shirts:

Leave a comment and tell me what you think of it. Our t-shirts are designed for "urban street wear" and we have been around for about a year and a half.

The next friend I want to show has very abstract art. She recently had an art show in which she showcased her unique pieces. I was able to buy one of the pieces and I would like for everyone to check it out.

Again leave a comment and tell me what you think of this piece.
Do you think I should include more works from friends?

I will soon make a post about my t-shirt company, so check in soon for updates.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Well, It Won't

So, I am finally back after months of solitude.

I have been busy with school and such, so I have not had time to do any trading!
Well now I am ready to get back in the swing of things and we shall see where this goes.
Anyone have any suggestions?

For now, some Dr. Dog