Long Time No See

It's been a long time since I've last made the decision to waste hours of my time writing words down for a near empty blog no one will ever read wholeheartedly. I've gone through a stump of depression since I've last made a post, and my outlook on life has suffered greatly. The world, to me, is horrible- I can admit that openly but I want to believe there is still legitimate goodness in the world, but I have yet to discover it.

I don't consider myself restricted by society, and I certainly appreciate the things that I have as I don't want to come off as a smug, conceited intellectual, but I feel as though I've been cheated by the people who have been supposed to guide me in learning. When I say learning, I speak in the sense of learning that applies to general "parenting", though not literally.

Banksy-esque art that is evercliche

I've delved deep into the human mind and have begun studying many aspects of psychology, that is one milestone I can admit to that I'm actually proud of. Pride is very minimal in my case, as I've not done anything to have a sense of it. Life, to me, must be earned. Needles to say, I haven't earned it thus far and I feel like I haven't even started on the right path to earning respect, pride, and life.

If you ever care to come back, I promise that you won't be disappointed. The written word is the only tool I have to express myself.

Life is a game of winners

Quite The Storm...

The past two days have been brutal. I've been bailing out water from my house, constantly lighting candles, kick-starting my generator, and cooling my food. The Chicago area is practically without electricity, spare the lucky few places that have it. A massive storm rolled through just yesterday.

It was so rapid, I didn't even know what was going on for half of it. I couldn't even estimate the wind speeds and the amount of rainfall in the mere 10 minutes of the actual storm. Surprisingly, the storm ended shortly after it died down (in total the ordeal was about 20 minutes). In that grueling 20 minutes, cars were given the fate of immovable 5 hour traffic, horrendous tree-laden roads, knocked over power lines, and satellite dishes running rapid throughout the sidewalks. I've never seen so much destruction in such a short amount of time, but luckily my area had the weakest hit of all of the areas in Chicago. We are still without electricity and any form of power. The only place I have now is the public library which thankfully offers free internet. My laptop has never been so necessary until now.

I didn't catch much sleep last night because of all of the commotion, so I tried as hard as I could today to maintain a healthy equilibrium by napping when acceptable and exercising when the situation warrants it. I sit here now, at the public library, thinking of how dependent our city is on artificial power. In this case, electricity. Come to think of it, most of the world is consumed by energy. Our drive for convenience will take us far, not only positively but more often than not, negatively. I truly believe the saying "When you really want something, you'll really go after it". It some-what expresses human nature, in a sense.

When a human being goes after something, the prize of the chase is imprinted in your brain. Our mind begs us to catch the prize and cherish it, and to never run out of it. In this case, the race is for the prize of electricity, a very powerful concept. The question that is stagnant; How far will we go to chase our prize?

Surely, we can wage wars and kill for our prize, but is there a better solution? Can we live without electricity (in this case) at all? There must be an alternative, the Universe is infinite and without an end in any direction. With my own electricity coming back (promisingly) later today, I can only hope I find an answer to this question.

Though, it's going to be hard walking back to my home in the heavy rain.