http://adam-brave.blogdrive.com/ Broken Pasts Thu, 02 Feb 2006 12:40:15 PST http://www.blogdrive.com Copyright 2006. Music Poetry Writing http://adam-brave.blogdrive.com/archive/191.html Thu, 02 Feb 2006 17:38:58 GMT Adam Pearson Research Methods 02/02/06 Finding a Topic: Brainstorming Philosophy: I am interested in seeing how people have attempted to answer the large philosophical and existential questions that humans ask throughout history, from Socrates, to the present day. I am also interested in ethics and in finding what are the “absolute ends” that are worth pursuing and what are the best methods to pursue these ends, in order to live the “best possible life.” Psychology: I am interested in the workings of the mind especially in relation to concepts such as memory and the repression... (more) http://adam-brave.blogdrive.com/comments?id=191 http://adam-brave.blogdrive.com/archive/190.html Thu, 19 Jan 2006 06:25:00 GMT Divine Flower of Love. Soul of Meditation. Seat of Shining Light! Herein is the recipe for happiness. http://adam-brave.blogdrive.com/comments?id=190 http://adam-brave.blogdrive.com/archive/189.html Thu, 05 Jan 2006 20:17:28 GMT Some who don't know me well may think me mysterious. I always appear to be hiding something. I am often alone, often playing music off somewhere, or somewhere dreaming or lost in words I'm trying to write. What do I think? What do I believe? No one can answer these questions because I reveal nothing. My lips are always sealed. Maybe my words are determined by my subjective views, these opinions I hold or don't hold, these beliefs I have or lack, but even then, what any person can gleam from my words is nothing that substantial. What is anything? Who are you? Or if Buddha is right, is there... (more) http://adam-brave.blogdrive.com/comments?id=189 http://adam-brave.blogdrive.com/archive/188.html Sun, 01 Jan 2006 22:28:01 GMT 31.12.05. - 01.01.06. Our story begins with your humble author walking what seemed like a long way in the blistering cold with his friend Jizzle. The wind smacks their faces, but they are bundled up. They stumble into the party which is just getting underway. Your humble author is resolved not to drink a sip. He rationalises that he has work and must be ready for work at 7 in the morning. Well, to quote the movie Forest Gump, "shit happens." Pretty soon he has drunk several rum and cokes and smoked several joints while drinking. He begins to talk to everyone at the party. He speaks to... (more) http://adam-brave.blogdrive.com/comments?id=188 http://adam-brave.blogdrive.com/archive/187.html Sat, 17 Dec 2005 06:13:19 GMT Wednesday, December 07, 2005 Life changing experiences Current mood: Awakened Awakening. I just finished watching the movie "Almost Famous," and man, what an eye opener. I realised how I've only been slothing through life, barely alive, not truly embracing every second of existence. Why aren't we fully awake and participating in our lives? It seems like we are just distant spectators. Look at how much beauty and how much there is to love in the world. Look at all the people when you walk through a crowd. Forgive them all of their differences,... (more) http://adam-brave.blogdrive.com/comments?id=187 http://adam-brave.blogdrive.com/archive/186.html Sat, 17 Dec 2005 06:08:16 GMT Thursday, November 18, 2004 Swords, guns, and bloody hair Current mood: amused Today I got to school and there was a thing on the intercom that said ''All students in the building please report to the C Wing office''. So we were all like ''this is weird'', and we all walked down to the office. And then the principal told us there was no school for the day and we all rejoiced. I've never seen such joy before. The school was closed because there was majour pipe leakage in the B Wing. So anyway, Jake's like ''Adam! Come to my house!'', so I was like ''k!''. So then we took a bus to a bus... (more) http://adam-brave.blogdrive.com/comments?id=186 http://adam-brave.blogdrive.com/archive/185.html Sat, 17 Dec 2005 06:05:29 GMT Monday, January 31, 2005 Yours Current mood: sad And as the music stopped, And as the lights flooded back in, We kissed. And our lips danced as we sat there, And for that moment, Everything was perfect. I was yours. I was so happy. My heart was yours, I was rebuilt. I was reformed. I was renewed. I was yours. But now I am no one's. I am nothing. I am broken down. I am tossed back in. I am old and ruined. I was yours. I see now that hearts dance a lot. But there is always a hunter. And there is always prey. It varies from day to day. Today I... (more) http://adam-brave.blogdrive.com/comments?id=185 http://adam-brave.blogdrive.com/archive/184.html Sat, 03 Dec 2005 05:39:27 GMT Went with paul to guzzo. Saw sam and tanya. Met up with, of all people, kat! and dina. s'd a bit of j. snuck into movie with them. aeon flux. cuddled with kat. <333333333. left. walked to hill. saw gangsters. they wanted me to freestyle. saw vic & m-e make out. saw vic & some other girl make out. enjoyed it. s'd a j with them. greg tried to return broken bottle. bought candy. bus to longueil. went in girls bathroom with vic & m-e. made out with m-e. watched vic & m-e fighting/boxing in the face. watched greg and vic & me... (more) http://adam-brave.blogdrive.com/comments?id=184 http://adam-brave.blogdrive.com/archive/183.html Sun, 20 Nov 2005 03:01:27 GMT Dear diary, Today I made 160 pizzas at the Restaurant. In a row. Then I cut approximately 300 mushrooms. In a row. With a knife. I love my job.:) Then I got home, and wrote a 2,400 word essay on Epicurus' view of pleasure. Tomorrow I'm doing the same deal. Work. Then get home, and write a 2,000 word essay on Epicurus' atomic theory and how Epicurus is an empiricist. Adam http://adam-brave.blogdrive.com/comments?id=183 http://adam-brave.blogdrive.com/archive/182.html Tue, 08 Nov 2005 02:26:53 GMT The world is pleasant through a soft blue mist of sadness. The faint sadness reminds you you are alive, it is a subtle pain, a subtle breath, a subtle caress of blue water, that gives a soft beat to a heart otherwise numb. A panorama of blues and whites, soft blurs and vividly defined lines, an atmosphere of ocean fog, damp air, blues, tinted. Feelings flow through a heart that breathes them in like moist air, fresh. The present is dream-like, distorted by the current of soft emotions. All sounds are somewhat quieted, all things are somewhat blurred. Faces are eyes in pools of soft... (more) http://adam-brave.blogdrive.com/comments?id=182