So, I just had a profound brain moment. Not normal for me, I know, but it happened nonetheless...
Einstein was considered a genius. And why was he such a genius? Not because he worked hard, 'cause he flunked out of every freakin' class in high school (even though it's not called high school in Germany) and dropped out. It was because he (supposedly) used more brain than the normal person. The average person uses something like 11-12% of their brain for conscious mental thought. The rest is used for memory storage and subconscious thought and the like. Einstein apparently used like, 17-18%, or something like that. We're supposed to have the same potential as him, we just don't live up to Einstein. And where is he now? In all the history books. He's famous. Everyone in the world has seen the ugly gray/white mustache on his ugly face. Just because he's ugly doesn't mean he's not smart, though.
This is the profound part. What if our hearts are the same way? I know that all they do (scientifically speaking, of course) is pump your blood, but we all know that your heart is the emotional center of your body. Now, let's say, hypothetically, that the average person uses 11-12 % of his/her heart for caring. That's fair enough, since we have other things to do with our heart (i.e. pumping blood, etc.). But what if we lived up to Einstein? What if, instead of just being average, we used 17-18% of our hearts for love, friendship, and for making the world a better place?
Just a thought...
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Monday, June 29, 2009
What's Wrong with Losing?
So, today I got to thinkin'...what's wrong with losing? Everyone acts so depressed when they have to tell me that they lost, or that they didn't win. So what? What d'you want me to do? Tell you that you should have won, or say, "Aww...that's too bad?" Well, I'm not. Cry instead. Life isn't fair, and it shouldn't be.I guess the previous statement could be a good segway that leads into the evils of Socialism/Communism, but most of you already know how I feel about that, so I won't. However, this is a definite bash on political correctness in all it's forms, so here we go.
When I moved to America, I was kinda heartbroken. My cousin, whom I had grown up with and almost never seperated from was left behind in Norway, and I didn't know what to do with myself. My mom registered me in Fiddler's Elementary (party school, by the way) and I went to my first official day of first grade. The teacher could tell that I was not her normal student (being from Norway and all) and so she asked me to do something simple. I was supposed to draw a picture of my house. Since I was depressed, I BS'd it and drew a square with a triangle on top and what only slightly resembled a tree next to it, all in black crayon. (P.S. Why would anyone ever invent the crayon? It's the most pointless and annoying thing to color with in the world. Colored pencils are a million times better.) Anyway, the teacher came over to inspect my work. No disrespect to Mrs. Jenson, 'cause she was only trying to be nice, but my picture was horrid. Like, really bad. But she told me that it was "a beautiful picture. Maybe your mom would like to keep it!" (Big smile on her face.) I almost puked. I was mortified that the teacher would make fun of me and be sarcastic like that to my face. It was then that I realized that she was dead serious. *Huh?*
When I was nine or ten, I participated for the first time in AYSO soccer. Most pointless thing of my life. Why in the (insert expletive of your choice here) would they give a trophy to the losing team? I just didn't understand. It was like, "Hey, let's make him feel like he's good, even though he's not, so that he can feel like it's okay to be mediocre and lazy his entire life, because we'll just have to give him a trophy (government cheese) for being a stupid prat!"
And this about racism. Before I begin this section, know that I am not rascist. At all.
Anyhow, America's all talkin' 'bout racism, and equal opportunity/rights, and all that jazz. I hate it. People are people, and should be treated like normal. HOWEVER, that does NOT give way to saying, "Whites can't have an all white college, 'cause that's racism, but blacks can have an all black college, 'cause that's celebrating brotherhood," or whatever...doesn't make any sense, does it?
Oh, and the whole homosexuality thing? I don't even wanna go there. I will say this. It's wrong, and it always will be wrong. Can I get an Amen?
And another thing. Obama's a chump. But seriously, folks...
When I moved to America, I was kinda heartbroken. My cousin, whom I had grown up with and almost never seperated from was left behind in Norway, and I didn't know what to do with myself. My mom registered me in Fiddler's Elementary (party school, by the way) and I went to my first official day of first grade. The teacher could tell that I was not her normal student (being from Norway and all) and so she asked me to do something simple. I was supposed to draw a picture of my house. Since I was depressed, I BS'd it and drew a square with a triangle on top and what only slightly resembled a tree next to it, all in black crayon. (P.S. Why would anyone ever invent the crayon? It's the most pointless and annoying thing to color with in the world. Colored pencils are a million times better.) Anyway, the teacher came over to inspect my work. No disrespect to Mrs. Jenson, 'cause she was only trying to be nice, but my picture was horrid. Like, really bad. But she told me that it was "a beautiful picture. Maybe your mom would like to keep it!" (Big smile on her face.) I almost puked. I was mortified that the teacher would make fun of me and be sarcastic like that to my face. It was then that I realized that she was dead serious. *Huh?*
When I was nine or ten, I participated for the first time in AYSO soccer. Most pointless thing of my life. Why in the (insert expletive of your choice here) would they give a trophy to the losing team? I just didn't understand. It was like, "Hey, let's make him feel like he's good, even though he's not, so that he can feel like it's okay to be mediocre and lazy his entire life, because we'll just have to give him a trophy (government cheese) for being a stupid prat!"
And this about racism. Before I begin this section, know that I am not rascist. At all.
Anyhow, America's all talkin' 'bout racism, and equal opportunity/rights, and all that jazz. I hate it. People are people, and should be treated like normal. HOWEVER, that does NOT give way to saying, "Whites can't have an all white college, 'cause that's racism, but blacks can have an all black college, 'cause that's celebrating brotherhood," or whatever...doesn't make any sense, does it?
Oh, and the whole homosexuality thing? I don't even wanna go there. I will say this. It's wrong, and it always will be wrong. Can I get an Amen?
And another thing. Obama's a chump. But seriously, folks...
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