It bothers me when people are incapable of forming or articulating coherent rational thoughts. It is mainly because most of them are ill informed. There are five different types of people in the world. First of two of those types are the same, so that makes it only three types of people: people who know what the h*ll they are talking about, and those who do not.
I mean, what the fuck!?
A recent research done by the scientists of the Department of Sociology at the University of West Carolina found that 65% of people make up or incorrectly quote statistics when they are trying to make a point in a discussion. Out of these b*llshitters, only 30% of them will ever admit to doing so! That means 95% people in our society are just lying to us. Fucking hypoc**tes!
The reason why b*llshitting runs rampant in our world is because people are not very well informed. If they are well informed, they will be able to call people out when they are br*infarting. For example, if someone says to you, ‘Galileo was not all that smart before he was hit in the head by an orange.’ You should be able to say, ‘Shut the fuck up, you stupid m**therfucker! He was hit by an apple!’
The problem lies in this culture of misinformation. There is no easy way to differentiate between what is true and what is false. Misinformed people end up misinforming more people. As more people feed on that false information, it becomes an universally accepted truth. This is what Albert Einstein explained as the ‘vicious cycle of misinformation’ in the epilogue to his book, ‘The Special Theory of Quantum Mechanics’. I can give you an historic example of this vicious cycle. Ancient Egyptian knew that earth was spherical. However around 50 BC, Plato introduced the concept of 'a flat earth' to his disciples, Socrates and Heraclitus, who popularized the concept to the Roman civilization. It was not until Christopher Columbus set out on his historic voyage in 1294 AD that people realized the earth was in fact perfectly spherical.
Now there is the guy you can trust, Christopher Columbus! He falls into that remaining 5% category. He would never try to bend the truth to suit his own agenda.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Saturday, March 6, 2010
I fleet

Oooh, I wanted that phone so bad. And I got it the first day it came out.
My life changed. I buy applications for my phone.
I check my email on the go.
I check my stocks and see it rise :) and fall :( .
I leave reviews on websites about my phone, the applications that made me happy or made me sad.
I leave reviews about my life.
A half an hour, that's all I can give you, I tell my friends without any guilt and with doe eyes.
I am full of energy during the day. Only because of the morning coffee.
I am full of energy during the night. Only because of the energy drink I bought at the 24 hour grocery store.
My life is so organized. I keep track of my daily schedule and tasks.
I keep track of all my friends through the internet.
Emails fly in and shoot out. I live on the go.
I work out every other day. I look good, I think. There is no time for myself or for others.
There's only time for my device and my work.
I won't leave an impression when I fly.
I would not have lived fully when I die.
I realize where this might be headed.
I am not dumb, at least not as much as I used to be.
I just go with the flow.
And the water sometimes drops into a frenzied end.
Roaring down like the Niagara Falls.
I take a chance and hope it's a lake instead.
It's quite a gamble. I know.
Tomorrow's another day and I will not back down.
Friday, March 5, 2010
A simple Thought
it doesn't matter whether you become rich
Or end up in the street
It doesn't matter whether people remain aloof in your presence
or search for you in your absence
It doesn't matter you spend every night at home
Or out having fun
what matters is at the point of death whether you are desireless or full of regret
for at that moment you will long for the things you are doing right now
the sound of rain the tender touch of white snow
so let the reins of your life go
let it run free
it will work out someday somehow
not now but someday you will know.
Or end up in the street
It doesn't matter whether people remain aloof in your presence
or search for you in your absence
It doesn't matter you spend every night at home
Or out having fun
what matters is at the point of death whether you are desireless or full of regret
for at that moment you will long for the things you are doing right now
the sound of rain the tender touch of white snow
so let the reins of your life go
let it run free
it will work out someday somehow
not now but someday you will know.
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