Hi, I'm Joshua. This is me bringing you politics, philosophising, and drunken rants. My personal shit is all over at http://tombi04.tumblr.com . Don't bother looking, it sucks. Like your mum.
gimme ! gimme ! gimme ! un homme après minuit
It’s past midnight, and I’m alone, again.
“There’s not a soul out there,
No-one to hear my prayer”
I sick of being alone, but I can’t see what to do to end it. Just for once, it would be so nice to just curl up in a lovers arms to drift off.
I don’t work well without someone to love.
Strong arms to wrap around me, tender lips to kiss me gently, a warm body to snuggle on cold nights. A gentle heart, to pound away in his chest and love me like no other. Is that really too much to ask?
“Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight,
Won’t somebody help me chase the shadows away?”
It’s so hard, right before sleep. The ghosts of the past weigh heaviest on me, in those quiet moments before sleep. it’s then I need someone to chase them away, to keep the wolves at the door. Oh, how they howl.
I don’t sleep until I’m so exhausted I’ll fall asleep immediately. I can’t help but keep myself busy until that point, even if I decide I would like to go to sleep earlier, it often doesn’t happen.
“Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight,
Take me through the darkness,
To the break of the day”
I’m lost, and I can’t see for all the branches. Will you find me?
Looking through some of my old posts. I really like this one.
I don’t often like things I’ve written when I read them back, but I quite like some of the turns of phrases I used here.
It’s still entirely accurate.
Evil is when people are treated as things
I want to expand on this more, but I’m exhausted tonight, so I’ll leave y’all with just this little thought.
Poland blames Russia for jet crash that killed then-President Lech Kaczynski
I can only imagine this ending well…
The presence of somebody seeking for truth is infinitely preferable to that of somebody that believes they have found it.
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Religion is flawed
Because Man is flawed.
If He is perfect, how can we, with our flawed perception, ever hope to truly understand Him?
Lady Gaga
“Lady Gaga is exploiting the gays.”
“No, John, she is the gays.”
Lady Gaga is bisexual. So, maybe, just maybe, she isn’t presumptuously speaking on behalf of a community, as she is speaking as a member of that community.
As an artist, Lady Gaga seems to feel she owes a lot to her gay fans. She recognises their part in her early success, and understands the importance of her core fanbase.
Lady Gaga has not declared herself voice of a generation, or a gay icon, or any of those kind of things. Other people have named her as such.
This isn’t an attack on anybody. I’m writing this because it’s somewhat of a bugbear of mine. It irritates me when I see her attacked for the above things. It reminds me of how catty and infighty we, the LGBTQQI-whatever people, can be as a group.
I mean, no wonder we can’t get any rights, when we can’t even agree on what should be in the fucking acronym.
Original Citizens of the UK?
Excuse me while I LAUGH MY ASS OFF.
Nobody that lives in any part of the UK could in any way possibly have fully native blood, even if they are white.
What with the Viking pillaging, the Roman invasion, the Norman invasion and the Saxons, not to mention settlement over the past couple thousand years from various other ethnicities, anybody would have a hard case to make on the whole ‘original citizen’ thing.
Or, if, say, a persons criteria for an ‘original citizen’ (oh, how I sneer at the term) was somebody born there, well, guess how many Muslim people have been born there?
Nothing pleases me quite like picking apart holes in xenophobic logic. That is all.
Natural vs Unnatural
It’s a completely bullshit dichotomy. It’s a blatant result of an Us vs Them mindset.
Natural can be defined as something existing in or caused by nature, as opposed to being made or caused by humankind.
That definition is where the bullshit starts. It puts humankind outside of nature; it sets us apart from everything else that exists as somehow different and special.
Homo sapiens is a species of mammal. We are animals. This is in no way a bad thing. It’s depicted as base and even unseemly, that we should be mere animals. But that depiction is wrong.
We are mere animals. And that is why humanity is amazing. We stride across the land, changing it all to suit us better. We live in a way no other animal does. What other animal could accomplish the Great Wall of China, so big as to actually be visible from space (or so I hear)? What other animal could create computers as we do?
Our greatness lies not in some inherent base state of being better than other animals, but in the way we do so much with what we have.
On Overanalyzing
People tend to look for meaning in things. We’ll do this even if there isn’t any to be found.
It’s pretty much one of the main reasons, if not the reason, that we have things like philosophy and religion.
There isn’t always something to be found when we look for meaning. Sometimes there’s no underlying messages or hidden meaning.
Someone once asked me to read something they’d written. Afterward, they asked me what, if any meaning I had gleaned from it (I’m paraphrasing here; while I remember the conversation, the actual words escape me). I had to admit I was stumped. While I was sure the piece had some hidden subtext, I felt it was beyond my intelligence to understand what it was. After my confession of ignorance regarding the matter, the author returned my confession with one of their own.
The piece had no underlying meaning, no subtext. It was just written in a manner that it seemed as if it did.
It taught me a lesson I still remember, and have had reinforced by various sources since. That lesson was to not assume a thing had meaning just because I assumed it did. Sometimes something that seems deep is rather shallow. Sometimes a thing requires no analysis, for it is all it appears to be on the surface.
Anyone that thinks the works of Shakespeare are dull
Is probably more familiar with the likes of Romeo and Juliet than Titus Andronicus.
Also, A Midsummer Nights Dream is the shit.
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY