Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Free Thinking

This book tells me that there are three levels of charity. It says that the highest is anonymous charity, and the lowest is advertised charity, and it says that providing employment lies between, in the middle.

If this is true, I think those who are giving out jobs should be allowed to advertise their charity. And they can collect points to match their anonymous competitors.

But one thing still puzzles me. If giving someone a job is charity, does that make a worker a bum?

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Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Out of Palace

I've been complaining about my accommodations, so I thought I should write a few positive things to make up for it.

I've been in this city for seventeen years now. I wouldn't have lasted that long if I'd have been unhappy with my living conditions the whole time. My first home here was a bachelor suite on the east side. I stayed there until I met my ex girlfriend. Together we found an apartment in the Commercial Drive area. Commercial Drive has a large Portuguese population, especially from the island of Lesbos. I liked it there. A few years later we broke up and I ended up in a hotel room in Gastown. Gastown is very historic and interesting, but it gets noisy on the weekend. I stayed there about eight months and then got a room back near Commercial Drive. I liked my room, but my landlord kept moving me around the neighbourhood as he proceeded with his demolition and reconstruction plans. I finally had enough of this treatment and grabbed a one bedroom apartment. This was where I lived when the world discovered me. It was a decent place with no infestations, but it cost over a thousand dollars a month. I don't know how I lasted there so long after I left my full-time job. Just stubborn, I guess. But as long as I relied on public assistance, my return to my old building in Gastown was inevitable. I imagine I would still be there if I hadn't received so much unwanted attention from strangers in the street. However, the women in that building treated me very respectfully.

My current location lies between Gastown and Commercial Drive. It is a nice old building with lots of character, and I'm dressing up my room. It appears to be clean. Since I tossed out the mattress, I have had no problems. Above all, it is private and tranquil. Hope I can last there until I can move into my new castle.

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Dead Response

More Japanese horror - or possibly Korean. A short film called Memories. Very well done. It left me with but one unanswered question. Do police not investigate homicides over there?

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Monday, June 25, 2012

Gutsy Performance

A friend of mine invited me to watch an Asian horror film last night. Naked Blood. I'm guessing that it was Japanese because of the obvious hari-kari influence. Jack the Ripper would have loved this movie.

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Saturday, June 16, 2012

Rock-a-bye Baby (Second Verse)

Ejucation is really going downhill. When I was in skool, we learned both verses of Rock-a-bye Baby. For you younger folks who didn't have this advantage, here it is for you.

Rock-a-bye baby, down in the pit
Head busted open, its contents upset
Organs exposed and vertebrae crushed
No need to tell this baby to hush

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Thursday, June 14, 2012

A Hard Time

I'm sleeping on a hunk of plywood to avoid bedbugs. Sleeping on plywood isn't all bad. It firms the physique. But it does cut the circulation off if you sleep in the wrong position. You wake up with bruises. It is still better than sleeping on an infested mattress - as long as you can avoid termites.

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Thursday, June 7, 2012

Crazy About Metaphysics

I got the twirling finger the other day as I passed by a group. You know, the twirling finger pointing to the temple to indicate craziness. I don't know if it was in reference to myself, but I'm just going to try to explain some of the concepts I've been sharing a little better. I'm also going to try to explain my disability.

Metaphysics is extremely complex. Some of its doctrines, when put in simple terms, sound like nonsense. I would say that my belief that we are here by design and that purpose is apparent in nature comes from reading about teleology. I think Plato came up with that one and no one thought he was crazy. My suggestion that sensory input may not originate in the flesh but in that hidden part of us that animates our otherwise lifeless bodies was drawn from something I read from a German philosopher who said that one's physical experience could be a mere projection of his mind. No one thought he was crazy for saying so. My support for religious concepts such as divine justice or the existence of an eternal afterlife is not meant to challenge scientific facts. I accept physics with respect to the physical world. I simply believe that it can't explain everything. Its very approach to problem solving depends on ignorance, as opposed to the more intuitive approach offered by faith.

As I said before, I have been diagnosed with acute depression and designated as a person with a disability. Depression has nothing to do with one's intellect or reasoning skills. It is a mood disorder. I may have borne my depression since my childhood in a latent form, but it took the theft of my online work making me a target of hate for the entire world population to trigger its incapacitating symptoms.

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Thursday, May 31, 2012

Scared of Crows

Will whomever is using their remote control device to turn the crows against me please stop now? Three air strikes in one week is sufficient. I asked a woman in the park yesterday if she'd ever been attacked by a bird. She said never. And she looked older than I am.

And who needs F-117's when you have seagulls releasing payloads of droppings with pinpoint accuracy? I'm beginning to see where the inspiration for Hitchcock's The Birds may have originated.

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Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Yee-Haw

Found a cool room in Strath. Very tranquil and an excellent deal. Don't see any more problems ahead. Hope I didn't put you all through too much, but it was appropriate to the end of my last blog, I thought.

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Tuesday, May 22, 2012

It's All Right, Mom

My mom is a sweet, simple gal who loves happy endings. I hope I can make up for all the strife I've been reporting to her by posting some positive thoughts here.

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