My Very Strange Philosophy

The above picture was taken from Minotaar's webpage. Go check it out... ye can see he's good w/pics, huh? but then i just heard a rumor that maybe he stole it from sum1 else. oh well big deal. its a nice pic and anyone would want credit for it, only im a terrible artist so... i mean, really.

just a link to a really funky philosophy page... Stuff on Utopia not that i really believe in this stuff, but its interesting.

On "ROARing"

okay, many people wonder why i say ROAR all the time. its a long story, and i s'pose i oughta put this under "About Me", but the reasons behind my roar have a lot to do w/my point of view on life, and i REALLY dont feel like messing up my "about me" format rite now... arritey. well, the roar thing got started once upon a time, a long time ago, in a country far far away... yeah yeah yeah lets get on with it... it started w/ddsunny. she wuz playin quake(a computer game) w/a friend or two, and one of her friends wuz new to the game. so she kinda introduced her friend to the game, and asked her to pick a name to play under. (quake is a multiplayer game) well, her friend was a long-time kitten-lover, and she said, Little Kitty.... and, well... Little Kitty was soon killed, because she was new and all, and sunny was demonstrating how to talk.. so lil kitty promptly yelled... ROAR!!!! to everyone she wuz playin quake with. and ever since then, sunny d roar-ed, and when she moved over here, i started roarin too. it just fit so perfectly with my personality and whatnot. cuz y'see, (read info on philosophy on life) roaring is just my way of communicating to that big scary book-writer-author person who's writin the story of my life, and it just tells him wut i think of the story. y'know, if u really think about it, roar is one of those words that can convey any feeling, any emotion, ANYTHING.... its just the perfect word. and im proud of roaring, as are many reedies, who i've transmitted this lovely disease to.... (are ye happy zyroar?)

On Life

I believe that life is story, and somehow, I wound up in it. I don't know if this story has a happy ending, or a sad ending, but all I know is that somehow I've got to try and survive it. I can yell and scream all I want, but the story will still be there... If I get really pissed off at life then so what? The reader of my story will just laf at me, and believe me, NOBODY is gonna laf at MY story... unless I want them to. I know, there're a bunch of you philosophers who could probably punch 20 thousand million holes in my lil story theory, but this is MY life, and I'm gonna decide how I live it. Im gonna take one day at a time. That's it for the big thoughts and philosophy.

On Homework

(Biiiiig Topic)

Okay. this is me lil story on gnomework... Homework (aka gnomework) is sumtin we all gotta do... well not ALL of us but we all gotta work sumhow... kids do gnomework, grownups (DONT YE DARE CALL ME A GROWN UP IM STILL IN SCHOOL DAMMIT!) go to work and slave away dawn til dusk. But right now im gonna talk bout we lil kiddies' gnomework. its boring, it takes from the vegetation time, it keeps us from socializing, and yak yak yak. we all gotta do it. so why complain? i mean... complaining bout gnomework is one of the most stupidest, most idioticest (i luv makin up these words by tackin on an "est" 2 the end), craziest things i've ever heard of. (but i still do it all the time. sue me. so im crazy... i've always known that!)one thing we CAN do, that might actually make a difference, is procrastinate. i luved procrastinating. twas my fav. hobby. twas also one of the few biiiiig words that i CAN spell. anyway, before i get even more off track... i think procrastinating actually does help, and this is when my philosophy stops being so hard down-to-earth strong and all that other stuff. if yer smart, yer gonna see a dozen holes in this w/daylight shining thru it but... anyway. have ye ever procrastinated till the very extremely last second? u have a LOT of fun WHILE u procrastinate... and then when its all over and time 2 do the homework... the homework gets done REAL QUICK! u ever notice that? it ALWAYS happens 2 me... and i usually wind up w/pretty good grades, too! dunno why... but i always manage 2 do me gnomework well at the very last minute... so there's no reason not 2... if i can do me gnomework well AND procrastinate (which is fun) then why not? okie. happy birthday. i've jest summed up me thoughts on gnomework.

On Work. this is for all you crazy grown-ups out there who havta work... go.. here.

On Music

Music is cool. it sounds good. i normally dont go for boycotting music groups and stuff, and i usually dont cuss out sum1 when they've got diff. or really strange musical tastes than i do cuz... c'mon. they're jest diff. peeps, okie? they're entitled 2 their opinions 2! (damn now i sound like a preacher)... but anyway, i like music. i can listin 2 anythin from the heavy metals 2 classical. so long as it fills my ears and isnt dryly, boringly repetitive. dont bug me bout what i listen 2 (okie fer all u hard rock ppl, i like celine dion, thank you very much!), and i wont bug u bout wut u listen 2. there's only 2 cases in which i've stepped out o me lil rule bout boycotting bands/groups. i've got this totally mindless, irrational hatred of both the spice girls and hanson. jest dont bug me bout it, okie? i dont like either group, u can go ahead and listen 2 it, but dont turn it on while i'm in the room cuz then i'll either b obliged 2 smash yer cd player or whatever it is yer using or leave the room...

On the Internet

The Internet... a big huge gigantic black hole... a very interesting one, at that... it kinda pulls u in... and its full o the other ppl it pulled in and u can talk and chat and play games with or jest read the webpages of the other ppl stuck inside with u... but u dont really know that yer inside it... ah well okie so that wuz a messed up analogy but here we go

On Websites: these're cool, but impossible 2 make... =) u learn a lot bout the ppl who make them... blah blah blah... luv using them fer gnomework cuz then i get 2 "accidentally" chitchat w/me friends even tho im searchin fer info... i like me webpages w/lotsa pictures (unfortunately i cant find enuf nice pics 2 stuff me website w/them) so then i dont gotta read so very much but i can look at all the purty pics...

On Games: ohmygod these are addictive! luv the games tho... luv the competition against real live ppl so its not like yer playin vs. yer stupid unimaginative puter... mind games (chess, hearts, starcraft...) r good even tho u gotta think cuz the ppl online r interesting so u have a lotta fun insulting each other even tho the game is makin u use yer head... shoot em up games r even better for internet fun cuz then u DONT have 2 think but u can still yell and yak and insult yer opponents... only problemo is in shoot em up games there's the factor of the connection speed... and thats not good.

On Chatting: much fun! luv sittin round and yakkin w/ppl i dont even know and spinnin yarns 9 feet long that the stupid ppl on IRC and chatrooms actually believe but then im not much smarter cuz i believe their yarns, too.. a wonderful way 2 get rid of yer anger: log on under an anonymous name and cuss everyone out =)... meet new ppl, all that stuff... only bad part bout chatting is soo many freakos out there are only there fer cybersex which is pretty sick... no, i dont go for that stuff if yer readin this so plz dont even think bout it!

On God

On God Himself:God. lets see. i hate god. im not even sure if he exists, but if he does, i hate him. i mean, why did he havta stick his big fuzzy (don't ye luv that? fuzzy instead of fudgy or *ucked up?) nose into everyone else's business and create us all? did he just do it for FUN? cuz he likes seein us suffer? life hurts! i mean, if he went to all that trouble to create us, he may as well have made us HAPPY all the time. and dont go blamin adam and eve fer all that pain stuff. god didn't havta create a "tree of life" or whatever. and if he dont exist, i aint hurtin his feelings or whatever by yelling at him. and if he's really an "all loving" person, w/"infinite" space in his heart, then why does he sit around and let us do stupid things like smashing our fingers in car doors etc? why doesnt he just prevent it all? i mean... what do i care if someone's sittin round sumwhere up there beyond the clouds and thinkin "i luv all those nice unhappy peeps down there". what good does it do me? if he's so almighty powerful, why dont he just bring us all up to heaven and we'll have a nice party???

On Religion: well, lets see... i dunno. im pretty tolerant of religions... i should prolly say "other" religions. cuz i dunno what its called, but im pretty sure i practice selfism or whatever. but if sum1 believes there's sum big happy god up there, i say, okay, u go ahead and believe that. cuz i think it'd be nice to actually believe in sumtin, altho i dont really believe in it. it'd really be nice to think "there's actually something after death. i'll go to heaven after i die" or whatever. it sorta gives u a lil bit of comfort to know that. but since i dont know that, since i wasn't raised that way... well... i dont really believe there is a god, if there is one, then i hate him, cuz of what he put me through...

On This Page

is anyone really reading this? u've all gotta be nuts. damn, when i wrote this pag ei had a HUGE ego problem. i mean, i had PROBLEMS. at any rate, if u make it this far, please DO email me. i wanna know who's psycho enuf 2 read this. really, i do.... but im not s'posed to give away me email addy... *lol* so if u can figure out the addy, then go ahead and email me... =))). (he's got a triple chin! i dont think im quite THAT fat... yet... i hope... i pray... ) but lemme just give you a hint, my email is NOT "thagyrl@usa.net": angelfire's just REALLY REALLY messed up. *grr*

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