I know it’s been a while but I am coming down off a mad-cap college high. The coming weeks, as I prep for finals, will be smattered with posts. I promise. Also, I know I owe a zillion and seven comparing pictures. I know this because they are taking up room on my laptop. Need external hard drive!
Peace out.
Don’t be stupid.
I am unashamedly posting about “reducing, reusing, and recycling”. Why? Because, as the highest form of life on the planet, when the world goes to rock-bottom we can only have ourselves to blame.
Although I do not buy into the ideals of anti-humanism in favor of all things Earth, and over-population is a major hype (btw), the fact that the Earth is still the only habitable planet in our solar system should be enough to make us more environmentally aware. We are the guardians for all life on Earth. This includes the planet itself. I think that makes us pretty hardcore. No other animal, yes I am referring to us as animals, has the rationale to look at their lives and say “I could change my life to better myself and others.”
But it goes deeper than us all being the Earth’s superhero. It’s about our very nature of self, if you think about it. Aristotle did.
There are three levels of souls, as Aristotle says, that encompass all life. Plants and the earth make up the Nutritive soul, and all animals and lesser creatures are Sensitive souls (you got that right). We, Mankind – Humans – have the privilege of possessing the Rational soul, on top of also possessing both the Nutritive and Sensitive souls within ourselves. We are the highest soul; we are the greatest soul on the planet. We are greater than the planet, which depends on us for survival and in return give us the tools to survive. It could be a perfect give-and-take relationship if we, the rational, were willing to give back, and care for, a planet so desperately dependent on us.
Reduce. Reuse. Recycle. It’s that easy.
Where I live, we do the usual recycling habits of tins and bottles and cereal boxes. Like everyone does or should be doing. On top of that, I personally make a point of not using a lot of plastic, which is not biodegradable. Plastic water bottles are being flushed out of our household system slowly (although I admit that I will give into the weakness of being in a hurry and vender machine myself up a water bottle now and again). I believe (not really) that plastic is some sort of alien enemy here to poison us and our planet. Grr. Down with aliens directly out of Doctor Who!
So, that’s my contribution to making sure I don’t lax in my human duties to mother earth. What are yours?
Hat tip for giving me the thought: http://www.castleink.com
To read up on Aristotle’s full understanding of Souls, for which I also owe a hat tip to some PHIL 320 class: http://faculty.washington.edu/smcohen/320/psyche.htm
Disclaimer: I am not Aristotle, nor Marc Cohen. I am, however, pretty dang cool. Mostly because I worked environment, Doctor Who, Aristotle, and the University of Washington all into once post. sadly, there was no room for Batman or the X-men.
I know it’s been a while since I’ve posted, but never fear. I’ve got a collection of contrasting pictures coming up. Hopefully, I’ll get them up tonight.
In other news, COCO PUFFS!
Thank you.
No contrasting pictures today. Busy, busy, busy. Later
Anyone else remember that one song with the refrain,
“Sleep! no I never get enough; always waking up tired. Sleep, no I never get enough – if I sleep too late I might get fired.”
Or something akin to that. Yeah. Story of my life right now.
What was the name of that song?
FINALS WEEK/S!!!! YEEEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!
You know what that means? Christmas is just around the corner – literally. It’s gonna be awesome. Plus, I do not have to socialize with people for a few weeks (always a plus in my books) and I can finally finish my reading list before the year is out. 10 books in three weeks? No problem, right?
The new year should be good. Isn’t it when the world is supposed to end or something? I’m up for that. It means I won’t have to finish that part of my wall that needs sanding and repainting. I mean, if we’re all going to be dead and dust in, like, six or eight months, what’s the point? Thank you very much! Haha!
Ok, I am uber-tired from studying since I woke up. I gotta take a break before I start seeing flying pigs, or worse: an intelligent human being ::: gasp! :::
Peace out.
This is how I like to wrap up my Thanksgiving nights – homework, coffee, pie(s), and a whole room to myself. If adding in sound effects was an option, I would have Sherlock playing in the background, cause that’s what my family is watching in the next room. Oh Benedict Cumberbatch, you crazy kid.
So, yeah. All those plans to blog over the Summer and Fall semester kinda fell through the cracks, didn’t they? Oops 
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All is not lost, though! I am on Thanksgiving break, which means I can actually study for my classes for the first time since the beginning of the semester. Sooooo excited about that.
Finally finished my room – so now it looks like an actual room which is inhabited by an actual person. Jazzed about that. All that is left is the final spackling and painting of one part of the wall where the second door used to be and then the ceremonial display of my thousands of posters. I just hope I have enough wall space.
When I get a moment, I’ll do a quick “before & after” picture of the final section waiting to be done. For those of you who don’t know – which is probably everyone in life – my room has been in a continuous state of half-lived-in for about a year now as I adjust to not moving every 12 months. It’s a strange sensation knowing I’m going to be in one place for a bit. Anyway, I have been adverse to hanging up pictures and decorating it but I think we can say we are stuck here for a while. 
Anyway, I am considering an accent wall in my room, but I don’t know what kind of accent it should be. Solid color, crazy designs, pastel or bold, or whatever. I have to think this over carefully. Because if I mess it up, I might never live it down with family members and friends(?).
If all goes well, the “before & after” picture of my room will be the first installment of my spot the difference game that I promised peeps over the Summer, and failed to deliver upon. My bad.
Anyway, there are textbooks that are calling my name (slightly creepy) and tests that need to be prepped to fail. I will post more later when something actually happens. Like an earthquake or an invasion of aliens, or a massive bank robbery, or an A on an exam. But let’s not get carried away here by our imaginations.
Go do something productive, for once in your forsaken lives. Please.
