WorldOfIllusion

You want to know something sad?
I kind of miss school in a way. You want to know something sadder than that? I kind of miss english classes. See I had a good teacher, a good group of students in the class – these two combined to make some funny times and great discussions. Also my english teacher was the main person I’d show my poetry to. See I would show the poem and then later on get a critique.
You can’t do too much better than having an english teacher to give feedback on your writing.
I think part of the reason I don’t write poetry as much nowadays is because I don’t really have access to this critique. When I write poetry now, I see it – and that’s about it. Yes I may show others, but they normally just go ‘wow it’s really good’. No in depth thoughts or analysis.
Where is the point of writing if there will be no audience to receive what you have written?
Ah well.

The most ridiculous movie I have ever watched. Shoot em up.

Have you ever felt hunted? Like you were being chased down? I have. On several occasions, granted some of these occasions have been in video games. For example: just the other night I was playing one of the call of duty games. One of my friends plays quite a bit – and he was dominating. After a certain amount of consecutive kills you can call for ‘dogs of war’. This logically calls some dogs of war, which then run around the map. Whilst they run they bark… then they run up to you and rip at your throat – resulting in death.

In the real world though I have felt chased, in some ways hunted and more rarely trapped. Once me and some friends were chased by a car, that was an adrenaline rush… not that I wanted it, or even provoked it. Then there are the times where you feel hunted in a more figurative sense. These generally aren’t physically dangerous – don’t assume that the lack of physical danger makes it any less scary though.

I mean wouldn’t you be scared when you notice a net gathering tighter around you. Your options dwindling and eventually getting extinguished? It’s a scary idea, scarier still when its happening. Still with a sharp mind you can escape a situation like this.Failing that there is always the blunt option – but that should only be used as a last resort.

For those of you un-enlightened ones, the blunt option is where you stop the game. You break away from the hunt, the chase, the trapping. Instead of allowing the battle of minds and covert actions to continue you simply do something… blunt. Leave no doubt, alert people to what is happening, clear the smoke, stop the whispered words.

Finally; assuming you played your hand well enough, you break free. If you don’t… well, that is your failing. Your punishment for such a failure isbeing trapped.

Life sometimes goes right ahead and gives you what you want. Yet not in the way, or style you wanted it. Ah well. In other (yet slightly related) news, recently I may have found myself in a slight predicament. See i’m not sure if it is or not – but from my limited viewpoint it very much could be.

As usual I won’t go into details as this blog and my identity are rather transparent… Still. How do you put an essentially blunt message in bubble wrap, so to say? How can you reach the necessary balance between cruelty and kindness. The cruelty can give it importance and truth, whilst the kindness stops you from being a complete ass hole. It really isn’t an easy thing to do, one side leaves your message lost and morphing into something else which can make things worse while the other is just… cruel.

You don’t want to strengthen a bridge yet you don’t want to burn it either. In the end it really comes down to one fact. That being you don’t get everything you want.

Still you can sit tight and hope for the best. I guess that’s what i’m going to do.

All the computer nerds should understand. The rest of you well, learn binary. See I have a working knowledge of binary… and hexadecimal… and octal… and even decimal. So many number systems that I have barely used since finishing school. Oh and for those of you who have bothered to work the ‘joke’ out, well it’s not that funny as you know – it’s also pretty immature.

There aren’t many other options, programmer humour is kind of lacking. Do any of you know what a byte is? It’s 8 bits of data. Do you know what half a byte is? Come on, guess.

Half a byte is a nibble. Get it? No really half a byte is actually a nybble… and thats programmer/hardware developer humour for you.