Thank you television. I understand everything now...

I just read Radio Free America, an article by Cal Thomas, and I feel the same about politics presented by flashy media. The truth is, I don't feel anything. In Thomas' article, he writes about the FOX news vs. liberal everything battle going on. He compares the United States government to communist countries like Cuba, Venezuela, and even Russia in the cold war. By trying to force FOX news out of the media, Thomas believes that liberals are trying to do "everything they (can) to “jam” the signals so that their people (will) only hear what their unelected overseers (want) them to hear. " Seriously? On what foundation was our country settled? Freedom. Freedom to learn, hear, and say what he or she pleases. The whole opinion war is bologni. What exactly does politically-correct or unbias mean? Is it possible to politicaly correct? I don't know, and the more everyone argues about it, comparing each other to trash, the less I care. Congratulations politics, your children are losing interest.

Miss the pops

Yesterday, a certain song struck my heart in the car. "Nights in White Satin" by The Moody Blues, an epic band from the 70's, came on the radio, and, by heart, I sang every lyric. I even whistled the entire instrumental break.
Why is this so touching?
My dad had their best hits cd when I was younger(aka before I could drive myself), and we would blare those tunes everywhere we went.
I miss the oldies.
Not the generic oldies, i.e. the Beatles, Rolling Stones, Monkeys, and the rest of your typical bubblegum music. I mean the good oldies. Bands who were really different and still seem killer today. The pops and I jammed to James Gang, Mott the Hoople, and of course, Otis Redding those days. Those days when my dad was my source of music.
Today, iTunes, Satellite Radio, and television advertise/pollute our ears with a lot of music. Some good, most bad. Some playful love songs, more play sexual innuendos put to a beat. Some reminiscing on the past, others pouring out post-modern views.
The music is nothing like the past. The poets of our generation are wandering to new places in their music. There are no limits.
What does all this amount to? I don't know. I just love music, and miss my dad.

Can you take a break now?

So, today I played piano in my study hall. To me, I guess playing just relieves stress/calms my nerves. Today had been a great day, until my school's Dean of students poked his head in and said "can you take a break now?" I don't know what to think. A break from what? Enjoying my short break? Using my mind? Being creative? I'm trying to do something prolific, rather than sitting outside and being a vegetable. Sadly, with no work to do, I'm expected to either sit silently or quietly chat with others in the school lounge. I want to do more. I only say this because today I thought about Descartes' quote "I think, therefore I am." If I don't think, what am I? Yeah, I could concentrate more about school, but being a semi-rebellious highschooler, I want a break to do something new.

An Insomniacs Guide to a Lonely Heart

This makes no sense, *Ben Bledsoe*. An Insomniacs Guide to a Lonely Heart is the name of his solo album, and I have a problem comprehending it's meaning. No one needs a guide to a lonely heart; ironically, some find loneliness in guides to have it all. This is for free: Life is a funny thing. And by funny i mean strange. Zach Shealy agrees.

Quote this

I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.
~C.S. Lewis

How about that? Can I say that this is the foundation of my faith? I hope so.

High

Ever had one of those spiritual or intellectual highs after a great a experience? Well I hate them. There is nothing worse than either promising God to be a better person or promising yourself to completely turn your studies around, and then doing nothing. Nothing changes. Nothing. You see, I've felt both these cases; however, I have learned.
Advice: this is for free.
Make a plan. Do something different when you get back. As I like to say, march to a new beat.

Well, I'll write more eventually. MC is calling. (musical creativity, that is)