My Thoughts

Your life is ending one minute at a time
Check the clock and stand in line.
Hibernate, till your life’s passed you by.
Please stop living like you’re waiting to die.

Keep up, keep up,
Don’t get left behind
Don’t slip up, slip up
Chase that finish line
They don’t want you believing
that your life deserves a meaning.

Weary souls, trying to forget.
That we’re all puppets with a lifetime debt.

What a feeling, built to break,
Happiness with an expiry date.
Please stop living like you’re waiting to die.

Stitched into our lives
Drained until we expire.
Weary soul’s trying to forget
That we’re all puppets with a lifetime debt.

Keep two eyes on that intangible finish line.
In this race we’re all reduced to vermin.

discoverynews: 20 Everyday Things We Have Because Of NASA Landing MSL Curiosity on Mars has caused controversy about NASA’s budget. Many people are upset that NASA’s mandate serves no practical purpose, and the money could be put to better use. Every year, NASA publishes a list of items developed because of NASA’s work. Here’s a short list from Business Insider: Artificial limbs    Baby formula     Cell-phone cameras    Computer mouse    Cordless tools     Ear thermometer    Firefighter gear    Freeze-dried food    Golf clubs    Long-distance communication    Invisible braces    MRI and CAT scans    Memory foam     Safer highways    Solar panels    Shoe insoles    Ski boots    Adjustable smoke detector    Water filters    UV-blocking sunglassesNASA did not invent:    Tang    Velcro    Teflon Do you think NASA’s budget needs cutting or expanding? (h/t alexob)

discoverynews:

20 Everyday Things We Have Because Of NASA

Landing MSL Curiosity on Mars has caused controversy about NASA’s budget. Many people are upset that NASA’s mandate serves no practical purpose, and the money could be put to better use. Every year, NASA publishes a list of items developed because of NASA’s work. Here’s a short list from Business Insider:

Artificial limbs
    Baby formula
    Cell-phone cameras
    Computer mouse
    Cordless tools
    Ear thermometer
    Firefighter gear
    Freeze-dried food
    Golf clubs
    Long-distance communication
    Invisible braces
    MRI and CAT scans
    Memory foam
    Safer highways
    Solar panels
    Shoe insoles
    Ski boots
    Adjustable smoke detector
    Water filters
    UV-blocking sunglasses

NASA did not invent:
    Tang
    Velcro
    Teflon

Do you think NASA’s budget needs cutting or expanding?

(h/t alexob)

(via itsfullofstars)

thefrogman:

I hope this gives you some peace of mind. 

Hilarious

Predestination

I never write anything on here because it seems to me like it’s a diary. A place to write my deepest thoughts but I guess the idea of blogging doesn’t strike me so much as something I should do, or really am all that interested in. As of lately I’ve had this nagging feeling of wanting to vent my thoughts thoughts though and since I just moved to Jacksonville and don’t really have any friends or people to talk to I decided tonight why not. So I’ve had this thought as of the last year that life and the social and economic structure were shit (which I still feel pretty strongly about) but I have came to a conclusion I can accept. I hate waking up five days a week and thinking man I have to work today for barely enough money to cover my bills ( heavy sighs), but day after day I do and will continue to. However, I feel in maybe my children or their children’s lifetime things may change. That’s why I titled this pre destination at some point in our, and by our I mean mankind’s lifetime were going to wake and realize there’s more than this. I wasn’t born to feed capitalism or socialism or all of the words you can put an ism behind, I was born to bring my ideas and thoughts into this world. For most of my time living in Orlando I felt myself slowly falling into a work eat sleep repeat routine and mentally it started to wear on me I felt angry, and hateful, this was not a feeling I was content with so I left. Now I’m in Jacksonville starting the cycle over just this time closer to the beach, and a bit happier and a butting closer to my family . But still the thought plagues my mind why? Why don’t you just leave? Why don’t you just accept that life is nothing more than a short Shakespeare play in which you can’t be happy so you give up and die? Why can’t you change the things you want to change? What it all boils down to I think is things will change corporations won’t govern the world forever, corruption is just another step in the human process eventually we will be smart and stop living the “American” or “European” or “Chinese” or whatever country you want to add a dream to’s dream. Then maybe we can say you know let’s do things because they’re good for the world or they’re good for the benefit of humanity. I see a world a lot in the sense of the Venus project and structures like that where the world governs itself which it will do one way or another either we will continue polluting and destroying it and then it will have a swift vengeance or we live in harmony with it in which it lets us. I constantly feel confused and lost hoping for an easy path but instead finding myself at a 4 way stop sign.

sorry for the typos but I wasn’t proof reading just writing what came to mind and good ol’ auto correct took its toll

The Word of Notch: On Patents

notch:

Let’s say you’re Neo, and you were the first person ever to come up with the idea of a novel. It’s like a short story, but longer, and you’re really proud of it.

Trinity then runs up to you and takes one of the few printed copies of your novel. You don’t want her to do that, as you paid good…

How the media shouldn't cover mass murder

soupsoup:

If you don’t want to propagate more mass murders…

Don’t start the story with sirens blaring.

Don’t have photographs of the killer.

Don’t make this 24/7 coverage.

Do everything you can not to make the body count the lead story.

Not to make the killer some kind of anti-hero.

Do localise this story to the affected community and as boring as possible in every other market. 

The story of my life

The story of my life