In 2017 I’ve posted a series of youtube links on my facebook page "firebolt22" with my last link displayed on December 31. I’ve had stuff happening at home that kind of forced me to just stop. It wasn’t the lack of ideas it was just problems that were beyond my control suddenly stacking in an instant. While most of it have been taking care of, I won’t begin to resume the daily posts anytime soon, I do want to resume but I still have other things to take care of. In the meantime, I’ve recollected the previous links throughout last year and compiled them into youtube playlists, brought to by the "TheFirebolt22" Youtube channel.
april 2017
may 2017
june 2017
july 2017
august 2017
septermber 2017
october 2017
november 2017
december 2017
Sunday, March 4, 2018
Tuesday, October 31, 2017
the wave after
This is a story of a guy. I didn't know much about him, I didn't know his family, I didn't know what he did in his daily life, to me he was merely just another classmate. Looking back I doubt I can myself his friend, more like acquaintances, not because I had some resentment of him, but because calling someone I didn't know about would be insulting to the other individual. All that given, I've had to ask myself "why me?"
Now here's is the few things I'm still capable of remembering. He was male, he was skinny, and had some artistic talent. I've only seen a glimpse of his abilities once. I'm not sure what happened, Either the class ended early, or the teacher wanted to do nothing that day. The point is class was boring during that time. The other students were simply bored and a guy decided to draw the face of another classmate to show off probably or to break boredom. I saw him work as well since I had nothing better to do. He drew a girls face on a white board, it was amazing how he captured her likeness with just marker (I can't draw).
One day I get home, and mother greets me. The tone of her voice was different, she was scared to death at the time. She thought I was dead, I on the other hand, was confused. My mother was listening to the news. According to the news that same guy drowned trying to impress some girls with his own car. The day after the school was eerily quiet, it was as if speaking had become a taboo. This continued finally, one of the teachers broke the news. There were moments of silence, and a funeral I didn't go to (I'm not going to lie about it).
A funeral exists for the family and loved one's. It is a time for people tho grieve, basically even if someone doesn't believe in spirits or the afterlife, it is important for the living as it is for the dead. It came to me as a surprise that the funeral may have been a disaster. I've heard a story in. which two girls came by and began to "talk shit" about the guy. Even if his death is of his own doing, I don't think the reminder is appropriate in a funeral.
Days have passed, and life returned normal, at least as much as it could get, nobody spoke of him and there was no longer that dreaded silence. One day I sat outside of my school to wait for my father, since he drives me to my home. As I waited, I heard an odd voice calling me. I rose my head quickly too see who called me. It was a guy, driving by the parking lot. Once I saw him, he made a small wave, nodded his head and then drove away. I don't know what was wrong with me at the time, all I know is that I saw a dead man wave at me and didn't realize until I was home. The reason I'm telling this story is because I fear that I will forget this event. I will never claim that I know what has happened to him. As far as I know, I might have imagined the encounter, but if he did show up, then why me?
Now here's is the few things I'm still capable of remembering. He was male, he was skinny, and had some artistic talent. I've only seen a glimpse of his abilities once. I'm not sure what happened, Either the class ended early, or the teacher wanted to do nothing that day. The point is class was boring during that time. The other students were simply bored and a guy decided to draw the face of another classmate to show off probably or to break boredom. I saw him work as well since I had nothing better to do. He drew a girls face on a white board, it was amazing how he captured her likeness with just marker (I can't draw).
One day I get home, and mother greets me. The tone of her voice was different, she was scared to death at the time. She thought I was dead, I on the other hand, was confused. My mother was listening to the news. According to the news that same guy drowned trying to impress some girls with his own car. The day after the school was eerily quiet, it was as if speaking had become a taboo. This continued finally, one of the teachers broke the news. There were moments of silence, and a funeral I didn't go to (I'm not going to lie about it).
A funeral exists for the family and loved one's. It is a time for people tho grieve, basically even if someone doesn't believe in spirits or the afterlife, it is important for the living as it is for the dead. It came to me as a surprise that the funeral may have been a disaster. I've heard a story in. which two girls came by and began to "talk shit" about the guy. Even if his death is of his own doing, I don't think the reminder is appropriate in a funeral.
Days have passed, and life returned normal, at least as much as it could get, nobody spoke of him and there was no longer that dreaded silence. One day I sat outside of my school to wait for my father, since he drives me to my home. As I waited, I heard an odd voice calling me. I rose my head quickly too see who called me. It was a guy, driving by the parking lot. Once I saw him, he made a small wave, nodded his head and then drove away. I don't know what was wrong with me at the time, all I know is that I saw a dead man wave at me and didn't realize until I was home. The reason I'm telling this story is because I fear that I will forget this event. I will never claim that I know what has happened to him. As far as I know, I might have imagined the encounter, but if he did show up, then why me?
Saturday, July 29, 2017
defective
I am defective.
I have goals
I am defective.
I have crappy memory.
I am defective.
Everything I enjoy eating now wants to leave at the same entrance.
I am defective.
I care less than average about my appearance.
I am defective.
Everything I do is done later than when i wanted.
I am defective.
So much to do so little time.
I am defective.
I compromise everything I do.
I am defective.
Every suggestion I receive undoes the few things I've accomplished. (one for few)
I am defective.
I am not designed to be in a relationship.
I am defective.
I am not giving up gaming.
I am defective.
I am a compulsive collector
I am defective.
I don't play competitively.
I am defective.
I prioritize other people first.
I am defective
I have goals
I am defective.
I have crappy memory.
I am defective.
Everything I enjoy eating now wants to leave at the same entrance.
I am defective.
I care less than average about my appearance.
I am defective.
Everything I do is done later than when i wanted.
I am defective.
So much to do so little time.
I am defective.
I compromise everything I do.
I am defective.
Every suggestion I receive undoes the few things I've accomplished. (one for few)
I am defective.
I am not designed to be in a relationship.
I am defective.
I am not giving up gaming.
I am defective.
I am a compulsive collector
I am defective.
I don't play competitively.
I am defective.
I prioritize other people first.
I am defective
Sunday, July 17, 2016
Haters
This is a certain type of people, many are bound o put up with. This idea for this post started when I worked serving corn and frozen fruits.It was an interesting experience, everyone was friendly making the the moments when no one was around very depressing. However, one person I've met stood out, there was this lady I began to talk too (don't ask me how she looked like, I don't remember anymore). The conversation we had was mostly small talk until eventually a woman comes out of a tattoo place nearby. She didn't do anything other than simply walkout of that place. Long story short, she began go on about her going to hell simply because she has tattoos.
My thoughts that came to mind:
1) First she mentions that's its in the bible that somehow altering your body equals hell. The bible also states let he without sin cast the first stone. Nobody's perfect, I mean the old lady is basically trying to compare herself in order to show off her superiority, that's already an example of the the deadly sin pride.
2) Secondly no one can just simply assume another's afterlife, we are not god nor should we play him(I don't know his gender).
It seems that the person boasting about how better she is a type of hater. It is obvious that the lady is hating on the person for having tattoos and then hide behind the pretense of religion in order to justify their reasoning. At least she wasn't an extremist, she might have said that her religion is the only one, many have done atrocities with the pretense of god being on their side (crusades). People hate for a number of reasons, usually for not agreeing with the ideas, or a superficial aspect that goes against his/her vision of an ideal world.
All haters do is look for a flaw not realizing that doing so is also flaw itself. Haters will always be around, you may be the nicest person in the world, and someone will still have a problem with you. The best thing to do sometimes is nothing. Unless they act on their hate, they are harmless. Don't worry about them, worry about yourself. Life is only given once, spend your time given being you, as long as you're not harming anyone you have every right to be.
My thoughts that came to mind:
1) First she mentions that's its in the bible that somehow altering your body equals hell. The bible also states let he without sin cast the first stone. Nobody's perfect, I mean the old lady is basically trying to compare herself in order to show off her superiority, that's already an example of the the deadly sin pride.
2) Secondly no one can just simply assume another's afterlife, we are not god nor should we play him(I don't know his gender).
It seems that the person boasting about how better she is a type of hater. It is obvious that the lady is hating on the person for having tattoos and then hide behind the pretense of religion in order to justify their reasoning. At least she wasn't an extremist, she might have said that her religion is the only one, many have done atrocities with the pretense of god being on their side (crusades). People hate for a number of reasons, usually for not agreeing with the ideas, or a superficial aspect that goes against his/her vision of an ideal world.
All haters do is look for a flaw not realizing that doing so is also flaw itself. Haters will always be around, you may be the nicest person in the world, and someone will still have a problem with you. The best thing to do sometimes is nothing. Unless they act on their hate, they are harmless. Don't worry about them, worry about yourself. Life is only given once, spend your time given being you, as long as you're not harming anyone you have every right to be.
Saturday, July 2, 2016
Darkness: double-edged sword
Is it good?
It may look weird, but friends can come in many different shapes or forms. This particular one is known as lack of light. Personally, I consider this to be one of my closest. The shade it veils you in can make you feel protected, like no else can see you, as if it removes you from problems. It can also remove you from distractions, for me it helps when I need to think or meditate.
Is it bad?
Anything good has its flip side. As told before, it keeps you from possible problems but it comes with its own. Being away from everything may look harmless at first, but when given time you will start having your own "Wilson" to scream at.There would be no sight to behold, no human contact, it would be maddening to stay there. We were made curious, we were made to be social, avoiding any of our own basic needs is unhealthy.
Take from it...
Darkness is there for everyone. It won't hurt you but lingering with in it is not always the best option. The darkness is unique to everyone, to me it is what I called it. It comes in many shapes or forms, so it is different for everyone, whether you know it or not, you need it. It is not wrong to want some space but removing yourself may be just as wrong.
It may look weird, but friends can come in many different shapes or forms. This particular one is known as lack of light. Personally, I consider this to be one of my closest. The shade it veils you in can make you feel protected, like no else can see you, as if it removes you from problems. It can also remove you from distractions, for me it helps when I need to think or meditate.
Is it bad?
Anything good has its flip side. As told before, it keeps you from possible problems but it comes with its own. Being away from everything may look harmless at first, but when given time you will start having your own "Wilson" to scream at.There would be no sight to behold, no human contact, it would be maddening to stay there. We were made curious, we were made to be social, avoiding any of our own basic needs is unhealthy.
Take from it...
Darkness is there for everyone. It won't hurt you but lingering with in it is not always the best option. The darkness is unique to everyone, to me it is what I called it. It comes in many shapes or forms, so it is different for everyone, whether you know it or not, you need it. It is not wrong to want some space but removing yourself may be just as wrong.
Wednesday, November 11, 2015
Why We Can't Have Nice Things
Its their Fault
Since childhood, we wanted things, things we just couldn't have. We always to be pampered, it was relaxing to those who received love and care. Hopefully the first person deny you something was your parent, it was kind of their job. Sadly you also thought that it was just them being mean.. Growing up however, you realize that they were just teaching you a lesson. In addition, if it wasn't them then it was someone else getting in the way of your goal. You grow and realize that getting what you want is not as simple as before. From being a baby to adulthood, there was always a roadblock to our goal the next one being more hindering than the last. For example since childbirth you are taken care of for the most part of your day, as you grow with the more you could do, the more things got in the way. Necessities like food, or the need to communicate, not that there is a problem with it, are a simple example. To have a huge business, one must start small were it may suffer greatly to the point it could disappear(business is always dirty). To gain something, an exchange must be made, purchase or favors. The next problem isn't what's up ahead, but the goal setter himself.
Its Our Fault
Some people grow up with advantages at their disposal only to waste it. It is often natural to take what you have for granted, especially when young. Sometime it is not that they don't work hard enough but that they hardly work at all. I was also at fault at this, I work but don't take all days. The point is that sometimes one would slack when their goal is not beyond their reach.
It's Nature's Fault
This is something that can't be done about. Has anyone ever ever wondered why it is considered healthy to have simple things as goals or interests. This simple knowledge is as old as humanity, itself.. In the story of "The Tower of Babel," people built the tower in order to reach heaven on their own. To travel better, people rode on horse back, made carriages, invented vehicles such as trains and automobiles; to fly we even made planes. This may have also led to the idea that it's terrible to live once you have everything, you'd get bored fast and have nothing else to strive for.
What to get from this
The "desire to reach higher" is not something one can get rid off, or else the world will spin without you, so make good use of it , we as people have done so much with this human aspect of ours. There will be obstacles made to stop you, make your goals seem impossible to reach. One of my favorite quotes was, "kick logic out and do the impossible," each success will transform you, hopefully to a greater person.
Since childhood, we wanted things, things we just couldn't have. We always to be pampered, it was relaxing to those who received love and care. Hopefully the first person deny you something was your parent, it was kind of their job. Sadly you also thought that it was just them being mean.. Growing up however, you realize that they were just teaching you a lesson. In addition, if it wasn't them then it was someone else getting in the way of your goal. You grow and realize that getting what you want is not as simple as before. From being a baby to adulthood, there was always a roadblock to our goal the next one being more hindering than the last. For example since childbirth you are taken care of for the most part of your day, as you grow with the more you could do, the more things got in the way. Necessities like food, or the need to communicate, not that there is a problem with it, are a simple example. To have a huge business, one must start small were it may suffer greatly to the point it could disappear(business is always dirty). To gain something, an exchange must be made, purchase or favors. The next problem isn't what's up ahead, but the goal setter himself.
Its Our Fault
Some people grow up with advantages at their disposal only to waste it. It is often natural to take what you have for granted, especially when young. Sometime it is not that they don't work hard enough but that they hardly work at all. I was also at fault at this, I work but don't take all days. The point is that sometimes one would slack when their goal is not beyond their reach.
It's Nature's Fault
This is something that can't be done about. Has anyone ever ever wondered why it is considered healthy to have simple things as goals or interests. This simple knowledge is as old as humanity, itself.. In the story of "The Tower of Babel," people built the tower in order to reach heaven on their own. To travel better, people rode on horse back, made carriages, invented vehicles such as trains and automobiles; to fly we even made planes. This may have also led to the idea that it's terrible to live once you have everything, you'd get bored fast and have nothing else to strive for.
What to get from this
The "desire to reach higher" is not something one can get rid off, or else the world will spin without you, so make good use of it , we as people have done so much with this human aspect of ours. There will be obstacles made to stop you, make your goals seem impossible to reach. One of my favorite quotes was, "kick logic out and do the impossible," each success will transform you, hopefully to a greater person.
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