Friday, May 16, 2008

Spiritual vs Monetary

I never really know what I'm going to write about, but i haven't written in a while.

So I had that last final. I did well. I still haven't gotten the video of my performance from Julie. I need to do that.

I saw the midnight showing of the new Narnia movie with Angela. It was pretty cool. Definitely worth seeing. Lots more action that the last movie.

I've been reading a book called Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand. I'm on page 292 of this massive 1168 page novel. If you're not familiar with Ayn Rand, she has a philosophy called Objectivism. This is an excerpt from the Ayn Rand Facebook group:
Ayn Rand was once asked if she could present the essence of Objectivism while standing on one foot. Her answer was:

Metaphysics: Objective Reality
Epistemology: Reason
Ethics: Self-interest
Politics: Capitalism

She then translated those terms into familiar language:

"Nature, to be commanded, must be obeyed."
"You can't eat your cake and have it, too."
"Man is an end in himself."
"Give me liberty or give me death."


I'm not sure if i would call myself an "Objectivist" just yet, but i really respect her philosophy. In the novel, the conflicting ideas are 1) Industry and Self Interest/Capitalism & 2) Charity and Common Good/Welfare State. The novel favors number one. The examples of each are very extreme and i don't want to be like anyone in the book per say, but their examples do inspire me. I think that a lot of people find it to be immoral to worry too much about one's own personal gain and so we are uncomfortable with the kind of monetary success that is described in the book. I say we, but i use the characters in the book and myself for the basis of that assumption. I've realized that there has been a conflict in my head between two complex ideas.
***The first is the desire to be a good person; a moral person who people trust and respect. A sympathetic, sensitive man who would be an amazing husband and father. A man who felt the Spirit all the time and was revered as a great priesthood holder who helped people at all times.
***The second is the desire for worldly success. To be financially independent and secure with money to do whatever practical want i have. I want to be someone who loves his work and excels and whatever i try. I want to be someone who people see as successful. i want to wear fancy suits with pocket watches in the vest and drive a Corvette from my mansion home to my glass and marble office building to make hundreds of dollars an hour in some honorary profession, namely psychology.
It wasn't until recently that i realized there shouldn't be a conflict of ideas. I shouldn't feel guilty setting my sights on big houses and fancy cars while at the same time, wanting to excell spiritually. I'm a pretty lazy person and I'm too prideful to do well in general education, so I'm not sure where I'll end up... hmm.

Mark 10: 25
It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter into the kingdom of God.

What do you think? You think that it means that it's almost impossible for rich people to go to heaven? I studied this verse and i'll try and site it later, i don't have time now, but i discovered that there is a caravan pass called the Eye of a Needle. Wether this is the name of a specific pass or this type of pass, i don't know. But there in the desert is where the camel caravans go. In order for the camels to pass thru this very small pass, the rider must get off and the walk beside his camel while the camel walks on his knees. Then the caravan procedes together, on the same level, equally estemed. No one is higher than others. Thus the rich man must pass thru this life. He can have his extensive load, but must not be estemed higher than others... I'm not defending rich people because i think i'm going to be one, but i'm more doing it to help me be motivated to do what it takes to reach a worthy goal like that.

Spiritual vs Monetary . . . Tie Game

Friday, May 2, 2008

Spawn

I know I've already posted and it's late and i should go to bed... but i was thinking. I don't think that many if any of my readers will appreciate this the way that i do, but this is the latest Spawn figure. Chris Pittman just showed it to me.

His name was Al Simmons. He was a CIA member who resigned because of corruption in the system. In his anger, he beat his wife. He was then assassinated by the CIA leader who he disagreed with and then was sent to hell where he makes a deal with "the devil" that he will be reborn as Hellspawn if he can see his wife once more. He is given the chance and thus he is reborn with all of hell's magic. He is still free to choose for himself and ends up being the champion of the downtrodden, spending his heroic days serving the bums and impoverish. The story goes on and on and gets pretty detailed, but the beginnings are the most important anyway. So, basically, he's a good guy empowerd by... the devil.I like Spawn a lot. So contradictory, yet he is such a simple person. Such an obviously evil and ominous presence, but he's still the champion of good... or sometimes bad. He's so imperfect, yet heroic.

p.s.
Those are all pictures of the same guy. His name is Spawn and he IS the good guy. That's the point.

Birthdays, Summer & Anniversaries

I'm not sure what I'm going to write about, but i haven't written in a while, so here i go.

School:

My birthday was the other day. The day of my birthday was pretty crappy actually because i had a pretty stressful final project due the next day. Oh well. That was my last day of school. Friday... i guess tonight... I have my dance performance at 7. I'm pretty nervous actually. We learned a dance at the beginning of the semester and then on the last day of class, the teacher pulls it out again and says that we're doing it in our performance... i'm quite nervous. I'm sure my nervs will calm for the performance though because i do know the dances pretty well and we're going to have a quick run thru before we go out there. I have my Anthropology final on wednesday at 2 and then I'm done with school for this semester. I'm not a good student and i didn't do well this semester, i must confess. I just let a lot of little things distract me.

Life goes on. I'm planning on working as much as i can this summer. If Gary, my boss, doesn't take me on full time, i'll try and get another part time job. Why not? i don't want to be sitting around all the time.

Birthday:

I got distracted. Back to my birthday. So, the saturday before my birthday i had a little party at my house. Someone brought Rock Band so that pretty much monopolized the party. We tried to go out and play volleyball with the new ball i bought, but it was too dark. And just for future reference, if you're ever over at my house and want to play volleyball, just let me know and i'll probably drop what i'm doing and go play. I like volleyball a lot. You probably didn't know that.

Then on Sunday night, the family gathered at Geoff and Jamie's and we had my favorite dinner. Roast, cooked carrots, mashed potatoes and red jello. Angela was there and some other family i didn't know. Stefanie got me some very nice facial cleansers. She knew i wanted some. It's nice to have the Mary Kay connection. And Geoff and Jamie got me a super-nice BB gun. Mom says that i can't shoot it in our backyard, but what she doesn't know, can't hurt her. Angela gave me a posh MP3 player with a rediculous about of media capability and Clark helped me with putting movies on it. Fun times. And mom got a Wii. haha... I'm spoiled rotten.Angela:

To me it's late Thursday night, but technically, it's friday the 2nd which is mine and Angela's 6 month anniversary. Go us :)

Bank:

I changed to Chase Bank after Wells Fargo failed misserably at handling my fraud case. I like Chase a lot sofar. It's a very user friendly bank. Very simple and comforting. Everything i've experience sofar has been very clean and smooth... and not cluttered. It feels good. Like the bank isn't doing much else other than managing my money. And that's the whole point of having a bank. To me it always felt like Wells Fargo was cluttred like a really old computer that has all these files on it that you know you used once, but aren't really sure what they're for now and are affraid to delete it, so all of a sudden you're getting error mesages saying that you're running out of room... Oh yeah, that's my computer.