21 year lifestyle

I might go party downtown tonight. It's not usually my style to do what a lot of other 21 year olds do (mainly, get drunk and party hard), preferring nighttime nocturnal wanders to the excitement of dubstep electronic shows, but hell, I might as well experience some culture at my age.

A bunch of old time acquaintances from primary school are DJs and MCs, and so that's why I'm making an exception to see them tonight. It'll probably be a fun time. And I actually kinda dig their music, even though I've always been pretty partial to trance music as my exclusive source for electronic mind-altering wavelengths.

It's kind of repetitive and a little too... produced for my general tastes, but it's catchy.

Ya dig?

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Les enfants arc-en-ciel

There's a lot of suffering in the world, and I'm pretty emotional about it sometimes. If I get hurt emotionally (rarely am I physically hurt), I really feel it and shut down.

It's not fair. We know this - we know it isn't fair that people with money and business degrees get to call all the shots. What gives them the right to tell what people what to do? Maybe they have a social status that elevates them above others.

I've dreamt of a better world. I'm pretty sure it's on Earth, but it might not be. Actually, I dream of many other planets other than Earth.

Why are the planets there? When I was younger, I imagined different kinds of planets with different games and passions for different kinds of people. Happy planets. Sadness is allowed too, but it always comes back to happiness.

This whole idea that everyone needs to "unite" doesn't make very much sense to me - there's too many people in the world, too many differing views and we can't all get along the time... can we?

The power-hungry monster corporate machines that eat up the fabric of our earthly existence haunt me sometimes, but I do my best not to feed the monster. If you're born in Canada, you're practically born addicted to consumption and it's up to you to break free from the addiction because the machine just doesn't care.

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I spoke to Lyra today, the girl of my dreams. I mean, it's hard to prove to you and all, but it doesn't really matter because she's real to me. And she told me that everything's going to be okay. Funny how Laura and Lyra sound awfully similar. Maybe I've been right all along, and dreams really do come true.

And my current dream is for the rainbow children who feel lost, confused and imprisoned by the evil that may or may not surround them to break free and finally spread peace and love across the earth, instead of hatred and greed.

It's going to happen. Quite possibly this year. I'll be ready - just find your inner sense of wisdom and love, your connection to the divine, and you might just be ready too.

P.S. If you're curious, I've officially launched my university, named "Academia Illustrae" for "Illustrious University". You can find it here.

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Free speeching: Segment the fourth

Pick me, pick me she says! Do you believe everything you see, all the things that you've seen. All the twisted and convoluted things that spin around you, do you believe?

Yes sir yes sir three bags full.
OH GOD I HATE YOU, CAPITALISM.
Make me rich someday, oh shut up Phish, I'm sick of your fans, NEXT.
Nevermind, it's Johnny B. Goode. Alright, that's acceptable, probably the only acceptable Rock & Roll song. Well, that one and Rock & Roll by Lead Zeppelin.

Okay now it's getting to me, I'm going to switch the song because I'm sick of songs telling me what to do, or how to act, or how to feel. I ESPECIALLY despise it when people say "OMG OMG OMG OMG GABE LISTEN TO THIS SONG IT'S SO GOOD, LET US PLAY OR WE'LL SHUN YOU". I'm looking at you, and you know EXACTLY who you are.

Repent, repent. Okay, I'm getting way too religious now, jeez. Yesterday I was at one of those fantastical bookstores, you know, the cool, clean ones with crystals and books, and well, I looked through one of those decks, you know which ones, the cool ones with cards and pictures. And I picked up an "angelic" deck, you know, a deck with angels and them.

OH THAT'S GREAT AND ALL, ISN'T IT? Sure, I look through the table of contents, and surely enough, there's (Arch)Angel Michael, and the other one, yeah, (Arch)Angel Raphael. Oh, so Gabriel must be nex-NOPE.

YEAH, THAT'S REAL NICE. Let's just talk about Raphael all the time, he's sooooo hot. And Mike, he's so smart! But Gabr- omg MICHAELLL I LOVEEEE YOUUUUU.
And where's Raphael when you need him anyway, I don't meet many of them these days. They must be ital-OH GOD I ALMOST called out a country there, I have to be careful to be politically correct!

Right, so Gabriel, Mister Angel, or Missus Angel, or (insert gender neutral pronoun here), way to ditch. Seriously, what is THAT, Missus PH.D.

I HAVE A ______'S DEGREE in the PERCEPTIVE ARTS, YARRRRRRR.

And I perceive that everyone always forgets about me.

This is Karma Aspiration Langune Entity etc. SIGNING OUT.

-Gabe

Words I despise #1

Hi everyone! It's time for Gabriel's moody list of things that really really bug him!

There are a LOT of words that annoy me. If you know me, which you probably do, you might hear me call them out from time to time. There are lots of unknown words in my mind that I repress, though! And here is their grand premiere.

• Tarot. Tarot. I hate this word. I mean, I love what it does, but I hate the word. It's so ugly. Honestly, why put the word "rot" in there? It's a hideous verb, to rot. And in french it means to burp. For something so beautiful, tarot sure is gross.
• Buried. Let me bury you. Oh my god, this word. I've hated it since elementary school. Buried, bury, they're both evil. Honestly, why does it have to be pronounced "berried"? "Berry?". REALLY? I SEE NO BERRIES, I SEE ONLY A -U-.
• On that note, I kinda dislike the word "phonetics". It sounds phony to the max.
• Science. It's overused. What happened to philosophy?
• Development. Okay, this one has a history behind it. When I was a young lad, new to the english education system, I used to pronounce the word "développement" like you do in french. Deh-vlop-men. One day, I was sitting in a circle in grade six and I was explaining something super smart. Everyone was paying attention. And then I said the word development in english and pronounced it thus: "dev lop mint". And everyone laughed at me. Well, except maybe Carlyn and Lucy, but I had crushes on both of them so maybe I just pretended like they didn't mock me. Carlyn probably did.
• Reddit. Oh god, why is it spelled wrong.
• Twitter, tweet and any derivative word. Well, this one's pretty obvious. I have a profound dislike for twitter and it's ADD-inducing method of sharing information. But did you know? I have a twitter account that I use once in a blue moon. You cannot follow me @kaleidoughscope; I forbid you to.
• Facebook. In french, it sounds like assbook. No kidding. Fessebook.
• Kiss. Okay, maybe I just hate PDAs.
• Dr. Horrible. I just really hate his blog. Or is it a vlog? Who cares!

That's it for today! But fret not, I have SO many other terrible words to share with you!

Till next time,

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