Raw Sharks

Wouldn't it be wondeful
if the world was a blank canvas
Interspersed with random specks of oblivion
Circulary consuming their tails


Intepretating
these random pattens
Blind to all
save black and white

Devoid of meaning
Only Self-Justifying pareidolia
Whispering
"Even in the face of Armageddon, in this I shall not compromise"



I was struck by an intangible fear in my fustration 2day. In workings of the day I shall not bother to illustrate, I chanced upon a fascinating coicidence that seemed to a culmination of all my random actions of 2 days past. It was a surreal experience, almost comparable to the result of intricate clockwork mechanism.

Maybe it was through reading watchmen, I dwelled on this occurence. Is this miraculous event meaningful in any way or is it simply a stastical anamoly. What exactly constitutes a statstical anamoly anyway? In probabilty, there always exists a certain chance for the occurence of statistical anamoly. Having a planet that can support life would be considered an anamoly for the universe, or as Dr. Manhattan stated, the birth of a new live by fusing a sperm and an egg selected from millions is comparable to a thermodynamic miracle. But, in that sense, wouldn't the creation of life be akin to the selection of a specific hand from a deck of cards. There is no miracle about it, simply humans assign and imposing their own intepretations.

Miraculous coicidences are in fact bound to occur since if we ascertain the value of a miracle as being "one in a million", then looking at a millions things a day (we probably see more things than that in a day), a "miracle" would no doubt happen. Extending the same logic, since even miracles are meaningless, what of life which is merely comprised of all these random and predetermined moments.

Is it just a greater form of pareidolia at work, causing us to assume patterns and assigning significance where there is none. We shape the world and the world shapes us, is this a perpetual cycle or is it a wheel that might roll us towards some abstract destiny? Was my poem make any sense or did I simply threw some words together to tangle up into an ungrammatical mess? God, It didn't even have a fucking ryhme scheme

Arggh, this is all so disgusting and not funny! Screw it, I'm gonna to do Maths.

mousketears

Hmm, was browsing through Emmy-winning simpsons when I saw the best Pinky and the brain episode - Pinky and the Brain Christmas Special. It was just so amazing.

Directed by non other than Steven Spielberg himself who channelled his amazing powers from E.T and A.I into this special feature, it really made me wonder how the hell some1 like him could have made the CGI monkey shit that was "kingdom of the crystal Skull".

Oh yeh, heres one of my favourite convos from Pinky and the brain when I watched it as a kid.


(Brain) "Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?"
(Pinky) Whoof, oh, I'd have to say the odds of that are terribly slim Brain.
(Brain) True.
(Pinky) I mean, really, when have I ever been pondering what you've been pondering?
(Brain) To my knowledge, never.
(Pinky) Exactly. So, what are the chances that this time, I'm pondering what you're pondering?
(Brain) Next to nil.
(Pinky) Well, that's exactly what I'm thinking, too.
(Brain) Therefore, you *are* pondering what I'm pondering.
(Pinky) Poit, I guess I am!

Clowns will be jokers, rats will be bats

Yeh, thinkquest in done. Teehee, now only left econs test, PI, KI lit review and cons project.

Well anyway, I had this really awesome dream last week, its was the best dream ever cos it featured Batman, and the not the exploding-shark-batman.

Well, I was aliens, yep, aliens,as in plural, fuzzy abouthow that really work out. Anyway, I had blasters and stuff and purple skin, and wore darth vader masks, which is freaking awesome. Then, suddenly, Batman punched me cos he is VIOLENT and BADADASS.

Then he totally dissapeared and then appeared, punched random mes and then disspeared. He then appeared and throw batwangs at me and then disspeared again.
Probably thought it was funny or something.

Somehow his ninja skills was so awesome he could basically hide from all the MEs even though he was a fuckin giant bat.

After he kicked more ass

Random me: why are you owning our ass

Batman : I am the goddamned Batman.

He could actually be seen when he said this so I shot him
ANd he deflected it with a Btawang and killed me.

Another ME: Batman doesn't kill!

Batman took off his mask and said: "Why so serious?". Guess who that was. Well, so the random MEs ran like idiots and then my dad woke me up.

The only way the dream could have been more awesome is that the Random MEs can tear off the our Darth Vader masks and become Batmans.