There are two observations that I have made while reading Crime and Punishment. One is that I really like saying out loud Russian names. Whenever a name comes up, I say it out loud where ever I'm reading. I think I can decently do Russian accents because of this and I am happy.
This book also made me think about the thin line between sanity and insanity. If you are the only sane person while everybody else in the world is insane, then are you really sane? I know that this is a pretty cliche question, but from my future occupational point of view, this is actually new and interesting. If I am the only sane person who sees that Hell awaits us and the only way to get out is Christ and I believe with my whole being that this is the truth, and everybody else does not, then am I sane or insane for believing in resurrected ancient dead men and an invisible being in the sky?
Also, on a less biblical note, I consider myself normal but a lot, ALOT LOTLOTannoyinglyLOT, of people tell me to "calm down" (this is a pet peeve of mine and I will destroy you if you tell me this), which assumes that I am not in a state of being permissible for the current situation and that I need to alter that state in order to be deemed acceptable to society. Now, why would a normal human being have to change the way they are to be accepted by loving friends and family? So this brings me to a hypothesis which I refuse to accept; that perhaps, I am a little weird (not sure if that semi-colon was properly used). (do periods go outside the parenthesis?) (whatever) So, I conclude that I am not weird. But what happens when you can visibly see that everybody else is different from you? Of course, the logical conclusion is that THEY, not you, are the weird ones. Even if "THEY" includes every other human being on the planet, they are the weird ones that refuse to listen to normality. If everybody else in the world wants to deceive themselves and believe that nothing happens after death, then they are crazy because terribly horrendous things will happen to them and they do not even recognize the possibility. If everybody else wants to conform to the strange customs of "culture" and Cultura Americana and Cultura Koreana and Cultura Russiana, then I say let them. I don't think weird people are generally bad. If I did, then I'd think that all my friends, my entire family, and my favorite celebrities are bad things. No, weird does bring about some good things which I like to recognize.
I say read this post in chunks because I don't know when I'll be back because
I'm leaving on a jet plane,
I don't know when I'll be back again
I'm leeeeeaaaavvvvvvvvving ooooonnn a jet plane,
I don't know when I'll be back again.
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sniff.
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Random junk because I didn't blog in a while:
- I watched Armageddon and I cried. Great film.
- I watched Toy Story 3 and I cried. Amazing film.
- I watched Titanic and I think I teared up. Stupendous film.
- Don't tell me to "calm down" or I will cut you. With my mind. In my brain.
- The girls from Despicable Me are adorable.
- Yo necessito un auto.
- A Parable: "Never use anything that uses you back" - Reggie Watts
- Finally got more pants. :-)
- Now, the inimitable Reggie Watts!
