Facebook! Oh! Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!...................
I have after lots and lots of resistance tried and tried not to join Facebook! but as known it is like an infective virus that will make you sick, eventually! And that time has come for me! My most female brother Anders who has fought as brave as I, fell just about a week ago to her knees before it's powers and had to swear fidelity to this phenomenon of space, this abstract creation you cannot touch but still it affects you in everyway possible, like a mental disease but stuck in our very own computers. The beginning of Bigbrother, and he is watching you......AAAAAAH!
And I must confess I have failed in my mission against the Bigbrother society, I have too fallen to my kness before this powerful way of living. I fought and I fought, I resisted this in every way I could. But as more and more of my brothers fell for the temptaion in the war about privacy. I would soon find that there was no one but myself standing in the front line. But then I gave up! And I fell to the ground, wounded and Bleeding I had to consider my cause as a lost one!............... ...........And then I joined Facebook! So What! I skipped the drama and then simply joined the bloody place. Cause there is nothing else to do when you're so sick of hearing everybody whining about not finding you there!
Ans so I've finally joined it, So what I just joined it. I'm not living there!
Why!
Why even care, when you're not capable of seeingwhy even dream, when you're not capable of believing.....I wonder is there too much bloodshed and pain in this world that it drowns our ways of finding sollutions that doesn't invole violence?
It's funny isn't it? We humans are so inventive and imaginative we have come up with ways of curing complicated deseases and even gone to the moon. but we can never seem to learn to accept our differences....and it makes me wonder is it just "the survival of the fittest" that haunts our progress, making every humans life a constant competition? Or are we nature's greatest mistake? when we spend most of our time creating methods and weapons to defend ourselves against ourselves? When there is so much more to this world than just ourselves?
Well maybe there is a paradise somewhere, and this must be some kind of test. If you manage to live through your life without hurting too many people and not to give up. The paradise might just be the reward......or.....I don't know!
My Guitar Is A Death Trap.....................
I was playing the guitar again with the rest of the course members, and today it's been going really well, I seem to hit the chords and keep some kind of rythm, but yet again I've only been at 13 lessons so far. But I have been making progress practising at home alone, I think that's the reason for my improvement. Anyway this day I asked when it's time to change strings on the guitar, and the teacher said when the copper is shining through the nylon. I looked at mine and they are orange-red! in other words time to replace the old ones with new strings before one goes of and slap my face or something. I did'nt dare continue palying so I snuck out with my friend or my most female brother Anders if you prefer, when she went home fetching something to eat. But they said when we were leaving that I should'nt be afraid, I'll notice when the strings breaks...Hah!...just imagne...*Snap* Ouch! And if I would'nt know any better I'd say it was self-defence..................
