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Magnetonium
Dubstep = Douchestep

Registered: Sep 2001
Location: Port Burwell, Ontario, Canada
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| quote: | Originally posted by DiskoBiskit
ok,.. nice speech... but lets be honest..
How many of us REALLY actually give a fuck about the rest of the world? Seriously and genuinely?
How many of us give away EVERY extra bit of salary... or do things that genuinely are nice. ie. think - I dont really need make-up / new runners / christmas presents. I think I will donate it all away.
am not talking about giving up your seat for some old granny on a 20 min bus journey...
I mean going to that Granny's house and doing her shopping / talking to her / actually being interested...
this kind of thing.. AND YOUR OWN GRANNY DOESNT COUNT!
We can all waffle on about political shite all we want. My sister works for a recycling section for the government... she goes on about it all the time, yet puts her lazy ass in an old car and drives 2 miles to work. Hypocrisy, yes? I was told off for not putting a few coke cans in a bin, yet I cycled to work 7 miles each way every day. (and that was coz I was skint and was trying to stay slim..!)
this has gotten too deep.. lol |
I'll be honest, and say that I haven't done enough. I've done lots of volunteer work and donated some money to charities, and helped with elderly people's shopping as part of a fun program a year ago at Hamilton (however, the elderly people were very rude and unthankful for most part).
Right now I am in college so its out of the question. But I will continue with helpful ways in the future. I actually help out people with suicide thoughts - I organized several sessions over the last year to help people coping with suicide thoughts and stress (though it didnt work for all cases, only couple). I been there myself too, but I found strength in myself, not in the psychiatrist (that was a waste of time).
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I actually REALLY care about whats going on in the world. I passionately care. Why? Because I've seen the misery, I've been there. I lived in Russia in 1990s in misery and poverty ... I've seen death, murder, corruption, greed, ignorance thats worse than anything you can imagine. Almost as bad as in Africa. So I care, because I know how I felt back then - I hoped someone would help me, though it was only with my family's strength and determination that I managed to come to Canada.
You guys take everything for granted. Canada is paradise. You have everything here, just go in the supermarket and you can find ANYTHING YOU WANT, for variety of store FILLED WITH FOOD. Where I come from, we had huge line-ups at times, scarse food supplies in winter, endless worker protests and shit like that.
I NEVER HEARD OF A COMPUTER OR SEEN ONE UNTIL I WAS 13 IN HIGH SCHOOL HERE IN CANADA. I THOUGHT AT FIRST THAT IT WAS SOME SORT OF PORTABLE TV.
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Whenever you go and buy something, you are affecting someone somewhere, be it environment, a person, or a community - you're making a statement with what you buy. So make it a smart choice ... Its a big picture
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Oct-07-2006 02:39
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trancechaos
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Its that time of the year I bring back this dreaded thread back to life.
I was thinking more recently after a conversation I had with my mother about fate.
In the course of life we encounter many people. But do most of us take the time to think about how our actions and what we say are going to affect those around us?
I have learnt that people influence each other more then they think, but at the same time most people are oblivious to this. Everyone is guilty of this.
Ideally we would live in a world where everyone thought of everyone else's feelings before they acted, but this is not an ideal world. Instead humans act then think later.
Think about the butterfly effect
| quote: | | Small variations of the initial condition of a nonlinear dynamical system may produce large variations in the long term behavior of the system. |
What we do or say to someone today could affect them many years down the road.
I know I might sound like a mad man but its true.
Im sure most of you have had those times when you say to yourself, "If only I had done this, or done that, then this would or would not have happened". Thats only a few days or minutes after the incident has happened, who knows how it might snow ball years down the road.
Peoples actions can cause others to commit suicide, go out and kill others, fuck, hurt people in ways that are only fit for the imagination of a psycho.
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Feb-06-2008 00:01
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trancechaos
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Have any of you guys ever read the works of William Blake, amazing 18th & 19th century artist.
He wrote Songs of Innocence and Songs of experience which are reflection of how the world affects us and whow we develop from children to adults and one of my favourite comparisons are the Chimney Sweeper poems taken from both Innocence and Experience.
The Chimney Sweeper (Taken from songs of Innocence)
When my mother died I was very young,
And my father sold me while yet my tongue,
Could scarcely cry weep weep weep weep.
So your chimneys I sweep & in soot I sleep.
Theres little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head
That curl'd like a lambs back, was shav'd, so I said,
Hush Tom never mind it, for when your head's bare,
You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair.
And so he was quiet, & that very night,
As Tom was a sleeping he had such a sight,
That thousands of sweepers Dick, Joe, Ned & Jack,
Were all of them lock'd up in coffins of black,
And by came an Angel who had a bright key,
And he open'd the coffins & set them all free.
Then down a green plain leaping laughing they run
And wash in a river and shine in the Sun.
Then naked & white, all their bags left behind,
They rise upon clouds, and sport in the wind.
And the Angel told Tom, if he'd be a good boy,
He'd have God for his father & never want joy.
And so Tom awoke and we rose in the dark
And got with our bags & our brushes to work.
Tho' the morning was cold, Tom was happy & warm.
So if all do their duty, they need not fear harm.
The Chimney Sweeper (Taken from Songs of Experience)
A little black thing among the snow:
Crying weep, weep, in notes of woe!
Where are thy father & mother? say?
They are both gone up to the church to pray.
Because I was happy upon the heath,
And smil'd among the winters snow:
They clothed me in the clothes of death,
And taught me to sing the notes of woe.
And because I am happy, & dance & sing,
They think they have done me no injury:
And are gone to praise God & his Priest & King
Who make up a heaven of our misery.
Last edited by on Feb-07-2008 at 03:00
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