This is amazing... beat boxing through a freaking TUBA!!! <3 Saw it in class today. I'm so jealous and in awe at the same time

Dude... I'm in awe. Those lines, the forms. I think I'm in love all over again. These guys are one of my favorites for a reason.

Ah!  I finally got a DA account, thanks to the prodding of Hoshi.  I've put up some stuff, drawings, colorings, pixel dolls, you know the works.  If you want to check it out I'm under the same name, or you could follow my lovely little link

My photobucket also falls under the same name.  If you want to check out the icons with broken links they're still there.  I just don't want to move them again or update links.  I'm lazy like that so :P

Ah, the sweet smell of summer... and rain.  School draws to a close in a little over a week, finals are upon us and its time for yearbooks to be signed and summer plans to be made.  Jobs are to be had and daily cramming for the test you'll never pass.  It's sunny and warm, but we're all stuck inside with our books open.  Almost free... almost....

Teachers are leaving, new ones are comming.  The new buildings are rising to the sky and leaving the old awestruck in their brick and steel glory.  The music is packed and shipped, and those band hot-dogs packed away in our stomachs.  Contraband BBQ's in the back of the school are now done.

Soon come the swimsuits and sun-tan lotion, all day trips to the mall, reading books in the sand and sun.  Then the cross country road trips, college campus exploration and the beginning of a new year.  An empty room, a longing for the sun, the fun... Summer... It's wonderful

And of course, that means lots of time to make a distrubite icons and join and participate in communities.  Summer... the best time of the year, learning about your friends, the world, and how to have fun!

These have been collecting dust in my hardrive for some time, so I thought I'd let them out and give them room to breathe and grow here at lj.  Please credit if you use and please don't change them.  I worked hard on these.

credit = by <lj user = feurisa>

Plato had his allegory of the cave, in which people were chained in a cave facing a wall that had lit upon it shadows from people behind them. Never knowing what cause the shadows the people chained facing the wall built their world around the shadows. One day when most of them were sleeping one was taken away and shown the world of the light and of the shadows on the wall. He saw all that there was and was amazed. Going back to the others he told them of what he had seen and couldn't live with them because they didn't believe what he had seen. Their world was only that of shadows and his had been broadened to encompass the world that made their shadows. While this was a philosophical exercise on the limits of personal reality it has made me think of something else. My allegory of the cave...

The thought occurred to me a few days ago and has been running around inside my mind grasping concepts from my studies of philosophy and the great minds of the past. I know that this idea is very strange and probably not the most moral or socially correct, especially to the people involved, but then again they wouldn't ever know until they were introduced into our society if ever.

I really wonder, not that this is likely to happen, what we could discover about our true nature if we reverted some child to primitive conditions. We isolated them in a room or on an island and watched and studied them like animals as they build a society and a way of life. See what our forefathers of stone age life really might have been like. The conductors of the experiment would have to isolate the children from the rest of the world as they raise them, most likely in silence, but it would be an interesting phenomenon to watch.

You can probably see where the immoralities lay here, unwilling subjects but with out knowing that they are unwilling. To them it actually wouldn't seem like they were an experiment, it would be their little world, their own reality. But if these people ever came in contact with other people, modern people, the disasters would be beyond words. They would probably feel overwhelmed and either kill themselves or go crazy from the things that we kept from them.

There are other problems with keeping them from our society. Planes have a nasty habit of crash-landing on islands and flying over them as people become over crowded and need to move. If this were to work it would probably have to be on some planet that we have for just this purpose. But that is even more unlikely.

I really do think that this experiment, however immoral and strange might actually reveal something about our race and make us trust each other and understand that we really are all from the same walks of life. I would be extremely interested personally to watch them develop language, art, religion, culture, identities, families, human life. If that's even what they would do. Who knows, we could in fact have very feral roots and become animalistic. Our species intelligence could have been nature's great mistake.

It's funny what being in a program like a marching band does to how you think of things that happen. You start putting the group and directors wishes ahead of your own.

Last night we had a band show, one of the last times of the year we have to put on the stifling uniform and the oh so hideous hats, but after the show I went and got a little something warm to drink (it was freezing cold, and I couldn't feel my fingers, or so said the bite test...) I was heading back to get my instrument and stand in the stands waiting for the opportunity to play a little peppy music when my friend, not thinking her actions all the way through, pounces on me and the drink in my hand splashes all over my gloves and uniform. Thinking on it, I find it rather amusing that the first thought I had was, "Oh crap, is my uniform okay?". Most people I know would be rather upset at the friend who pounces upon them and spilling the nice warm drink, but no... thanks to band the only thoughts in my mind were that 1. Mr. Eisenhauer is going to be pissed, 2. Thank god I'm wearing my protective coat, 3. It's a good thing that didn't spill more, and 4. Damn it I need new gloves...

The whole 'I'm scared of my director because he will murder me if I ruin his lovely uniforms or he might ask me to explain in that oh so awkward way of his (which is scarier than him mad)' is a weird sensation. Mr. Eisenhauer is a creepy man. He has a strong personality and really does care about his 'kids' but none of us really want him that close. He finally figured out this year that people think he's scary and he still can't figure out why. He cornered some people in class and made them explain why they are intimidated by him; that was a very quiet class for once.

I wouldn't give up my band experiences for anything. I'm a band geek through and through. Though, I can't help feeling less of one when I can't even get up to the last competition and cheering on those who beat our greatest rivals, Meade and Skyview.

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Gar... I can't believe how one sided people can be. I was trying to have a philosophical conversation in the car about religions with my mom. Here I expect the best out of her, someone who is willing to listen to another point of view, but no she keeps on insisting that I'm wrong and that the only fracking way to salvation is through the Christian church.

Having just finished the Da Vinci Code for the first time, (yes lame I know) I had the ideas of the book swimming around in my head. The Priory of Scion, the sacred feminine, how the church tried/tries to cover up the real meaning of who and what Jesus was. I let those thoughts mingle with others that I had been harboring since my London trip this summer when I had some rather enlightened conversations with my deepest enemy, with whom I am now reconsidering or relationship. We talked about religion and how it is really a deeply personal issue. Our conclusion of our late night sessions when we were all tired from wandering the city all day was that, yes there is a religion because things like gods and super natural forces had to come from somewhere, but there is no true religion. The way that people are spiritually is a personal matter, it can not be put to a standard. There can't be rules over what to say and what to think. Religion is a personal thing. We also discussed animism and other 'paganistic' rituals and decided that those might just be the way that really brought you closer to what ever is out there.

All of the thoughts that mingled in my mind during my conversation with my mother just emphasized that I think she is really wrong. Not so much in the way that there is no truth to her arguments, just that she doesn't see the whole picture. Our debate ended up with her common 'I'm loosing' phrase, "Look it up in the dictionary." She couldn't stand that maybe I was right. I really wish that people would look at other religions as having some truth to them. I like Mr. Marsh's way of looking at and accepting the other sides of religions. I understand much more about the world since his class and I understand that it is all interconnected. Mr. Lang has solidified that ideal in my mind that everything is entwined.

Other people that seem to be a little wiser and therefore shunned for it are the cousins at my church, Spencer and Darcy. They were removed from an influential, position this year because they were bad role models in the catholic church. They were believers in christ but they also had other deeper ways of showing reverence to a god, but these practices were not preached in the bible (which I always seem to think of as an edited work, thanks in part to Constantine). I actually do respect Spencer and Darcy even if they are not my favorite people in the world. There is something about them though that is uncomfortable to me, maybe that they are more enlightened then me or are very kindred spirits. I think that they and I could become closer friends if I gave them the chance, but I really don't think that I ever will. The uncomfortable feeling is just too strong.

Whee, I made a new Community. Its only got me posting in it right now, but I'm hoping for more people. The link is http://www.livejournal.com/community/iconarie so check it out.

Uh... I'm tired of the insucure boys who fall head over heals for someone who then has to gently break up with them. How is it that I always seem to be the one who they fall for. I'm tired of being the breakup girl. Maybe I just shouldn't talk to people who are bound to be like that. A clingy boy... Thats a creepy thought... The only problem is that they make good friends. Whats a girl to do?