Ramblings of an Everyman.

Student, Blue-Collar Worker, Can’t get much more average than this.

A Knife in the Dark

I wrote this some time ago. I believe about two to three years ago. I stumbled across it in the old files on my computer and thought I might share it. It’s not the most profound thing ever written, but regardless of that, I still enjoyed writing it. Hopefully you all can enjoy reading it.

I am Revenge. I am motivated, innovative, and can take any form. I am a retaliation against wrongs committed. I am viewed a friend by the downtrodden or abused. I am the cause of wars and feuds. I promise justice, but only grant more pain to anyone involved. I cloud minds, twist pure motives, manipulate thoughts, and crush ideas of forgiveness. I dwell in the minds of many and foster anger in all whose thoughts I enter. Tainting otherwise clean hearts, I instill a burning desire to act upon hellish impulses. I place degrading and demeaning words in the mouths of previously kind people. I stifle any good intention or pure motive that my victims ever held. I wound both the offender and the offended equally, though not always in the same way. I bring temporary bliss while I hide the fact that believing in me is emotional suicide. I give the illusion of satisfaction, while leaving a desire for more pain. I punish those who are innocent, kill those who are blameless, and torture any who believe that I am the answer. I am degrading to all involved. I am a blemish, a stain on the canvas of my victims’ lives. I crush the hope for bright futures. I will make any of my followers leave their dreams behind as they search for an illusion of justice. I cause death, debt, broken hearts, and blood to stain the hands of anyone who acts upon my urgings. I am always pushing for more pain and anger. I am the dirty little secret. I am the last punch thrown. I am a shot in the dark. I am a long pursued grudge. I am the darkest manipulation of the heart. I am Revenge.

March 7, 2008 Posted by davinsorn | Boredom Overcame me, Uncategorized | | 1 Comment

Video games and Psychology

Everybody has an opinion on video games. You either love them or hate them. Jack Thompson hates them. Hundreds of millions of people love them. Personally I am an avid gamer, and as such I was enthralled by The Daedalus Project. I have spent some time playing games and find it very easy to identify with this. The Daedalus Project is a study of the psychology of a specific group of video gamers. This focuses mainly on MMORPG gamers. MMORPG stands for Massively Multiplayer Online Role-Playing Game. I did a study on this same topic in high school for my final paper. I included the paper for download on the widget to your left there. In case any of you are curious. Anywho, I gotta run. Responsibility is calling me. *grumble, grumble* I’ll try and post again later.

March 5, 2008 Posted by davinsorn | Boredom Overcame me, Uncategorized | | No Comments Yet

Just to get you thinking

I’m gonna try and throw a ‘random’ quote or some such oddity out there whenever I post. Whichever of you are bothering to read this drivel of mine, go ahead and throw a comment my way. Give me a topic to banter about. I’d greatly appreciate it. Anyways, just to break any possible tension that might exist over the internet (who knows? It could happen.) I’ll throw a quote out there now.

The memories of my family outings are still a source of strength to me. I remember we’d all pile into the car—I forget what kind it was—and drive and drive. I’m not sure where we’d go, but I think there were some trees there. The smell of something was strong in the air as we played whatever sport we played. I remember a bigger, older guy we called “Dad.” We’d eat some stuff, or not, and then I think we went home. I guess some things never leave you.” —Jack Handy— Deep Thoughts.

Hows that for randomity? I hope it gets those of you who care enough to comment chuckling enough to go out and find some more deep thoughts for me.

February 18, 2008 Posted by davinsorn | Boredom Overcame me, Uncategorized | | 2 Comments