I Think, as a proper noun.

It HAAAS been some time since I've graced my blog with a new post. (Suddenly I think it needs another overhaul, too...hmm. Eventually.)

Today I had a thought. It made me think. (Ironically, that's a no-brainer, right?)

Consider this: We humans have some pretty well-working systems.

My first thought was of roads. Richfield's main street has two lanes per north- and southbound traffic-s-s, as well as a turning lane right down the middle. How simple is that system that *rarely* do accidents occur, and tons of metal, plastic, and designer leather interiors pass within feet of one another without problem?

Then I saw a garbage can sitting on the side of the road. That system is just as intriguing. I don't know how, exactly, but is is.

Phones, mobile and wired, are another. Electricity is another. Networking is another. Government is another.

Granted, many people complain about it all. Their phones are too slow, the stoplight has "something against them" and changes at all the wrong times, judicial systems are lacking, [government, government, politics, goverment, etc.].

And ya know what? I agree. It all sucks. None of it is perfect. But it's there. We have cell phones. The sewers take care of things that we have too many euphemisms for to avoid talking about them. Even poverty-ridden countries have systems, albeit different from others, that work.

That's what I thought today. It isn't exactly a "think of what we're so lucky to have" thought, either. My mind is sadly phased-out of that.... That's for another blog entry, if ever.
I just like to think.

Herro

Blogging hasn't exactly been my cup of tea lately, so fear not, my fellows. I'll be back in eventually, what with lots of family time coming up this month and next. Gon' be good.

Until later, take it easy.

Right down to it

It seems like all I have are dreams to go by these days. I've been sitting around. A lot. First I lost motivation to really do anything, then I lost motivation to look for a job, then I lost motivation to get re-motivated. I think I need a muse.

Anyway, my dreams can potentially hold the light. In fact, my most recent dream -- not two hours ago -- held quite an amazing light. I was in Utah Valley again, on a Sunday morning. Early, early, early. Before sunrise. The house I was in was a combination of my aunt's and another person's, and it had a lot of windows; it had no choice but to be transparent, for the light outside.

The sunrise was glowing. It wasn't just an idle...bleh. It was a blast. Boom. Popped with dark red and dark orange, with flares and flanges of orange and yellow on the edges of towering clouds. It illuminated the entire east sky, not just a tiny, tiny part that most sunrises do with the hint of a tiny globe somewhere behind it. No; imagine that the sun was 1000 times its size, and it was deciding to peek over the mountains on the valley.

Then it went dark again. It faded out. But I willed it back (remember my post about lucid dreaming?) in all its fiery intensity.

I automatically thought of a John Mayer song called 3x5.

A friend of mine was still sleeping below, in the not-basement-but-it-was. My mind skipped ground floor somewhere between the top floor where I was and the basement where my friend was.

I started to look for my camera, but that's when I realized that it's impossible to have cameras in your dreams. It's probably like a fail-safe for our minds, so we can't ever remember a dream exactly. It's too bad. I woke up because my camera really is lost in this real world.

And anyway, You should have seen that sunrise with your own eyes.

Have I ever mentioned that John Mayer is an amazing song writer? He has songs for everything, practically. It's relate-able music and lyrics. At high school graduation, he has songs for the nostalgia (No Such Thing), when you're driving on the freeway and don't want to go home yet, Why Georgia sums it up well. For my dreams that I don't want, Dreaming With a Broken Heart sympathizes. Change: Stop This Train.
It goes on and on.

Go listen to every John Mayer song and relate a bit. I have.

Terraria and a night of dreams

I play games. That's not a new thing to most of you, is it? Sorry if it disappoints you that I sit for hours staring at a screen. It doesn't disappoint me so much when it's a really good game.

Terraria is one of those games.



It had me up until the wee hours of 5:45am two nights ago, just playing it. It's like Minecraft, like a 2D Super Nintendo RPG, and like.....(I don't know, I ran out of things to compare it to.).
So that's that. Asleep on my couch at 6:00am.

Then I was awake three hours later because my dad and Preston were talking about the power being out.
Apart from being reeeeeally tired and kind of not caring, I was awake now, couldn't go back to sleep, but now my Terraria was down for the count.
I guess a sub station blew up or something that cut power from Manti all the way down to Wayne County. Projected uptime: 2:00.

So I sat around a lot. I ate some cold food. I played games on electronic devices that were quickly running out of battery power.
I guess now's the time to touch on the fact that my family is different-er, I've noticed. We didn't have a jolly old time together. We did our own things. Each had a phone out, or mini Tetris game, or other something, and when I (albeit sarcastically) asked if anyone wanted to play a card game it was a stark "nah."  Hmm. Oh well.

I went to Annabella, where they had power, and played Terraria with my uncle and others until around midnight. My phone was terminally ill, having no power to charge it, so an entire day of careless gaming, no cell phone, etc., was really nice. Then I drove home still on 3 hours of sleep.

The dreams I had were interesting. During one, I knew I was dreaming, but I was so out-of-it that I couldn't wake up. I kept thinking, "Okay, when I close my eyes and open them, I'll be awake, and this will be the real world."  It 'worked' once (in the dream..), but then I blinked, and went back.
But, ah, lucid dreaming. It's fun, and very elusive. It's just too bad that this was one lucid dream that I wanted to get out of, so I didn't think to change it and make it epic.

Later I dreamt (That's a word! British English says so.) of a Walmart that looked like a study hall, friends from Snow (Hah, one kid always calls me JL, but he called me Justin in this one.), a clear cell phone which was SOOOO cool, and a visit from a thought that I've pushed to the back of my mind. That thought kept the plot rolling...Shoot.
I guess what my mind is trying to tell me is like what the Beatles said: "I get by with a little help from my friends."

Then I woke up to my cell phone ringing the Final Fantasy 6 boss battle theme. I guess it was a good morning.

Now for more Terraria.