Overstaying My Welcome

So I'm sitting here in the middle of my room watching my fingers race at this keyboard trying to understand why I am so uncertain with what I am to be doing with my life currently. Why does this thing called "college" seem like a big waste of time? I realize that receiving a degree would be a great accomplishment, but something in me just doesn't have the drive to want to finish. I think that maybe travelling over 3,000 miles to this college in the remote rural land of Maryland from the lively urban California is becoming more than displeasing. I have thought that maybe going back to California to complete my degree might be a great thing for me to do after I have realized that my graduation date has yet extended back another semester. It was projected for this December of this year of 2007, but it's looking more like May of 2008. I am already 22 years old and I feel like I am much too old to be here fraternizing with such young and puerile kids running about this campus, all hormone-raged and such. I was fine with being here at the age of 20, but now at this somewhat stale age of 22, the campus life thing is becoming a bit mundane and annoying. Getting drunk on the weekends for some sort of self-escapism from the bowels of this humdrum campus is getting a tad bit annoying.

Alas! There maybe is hope for me, yeah? Maybe if I sit here and attempt to search for some sort of solace within myself, I can find the driving factor that will give me the ambition to get the hell out of here. Yes! Now that would assuredly be great; yes, sir it would be nice.

I guess that grad school abroad will have to wait a few more semesters, yeah? It's okay; I need to prepare myself for what's beyond the Atlantic anyway.

"My Greek letters make me cool!"

I woke up this morning to get ready to go to the gym at 7:15 like usual when I stumbled upon a "cousin of mine's" Face book page. Well..she's not really my cousin...hell...we don't even get along! But, anyways, I noticed that she is a part of the Order of the Eastern Star. It startled me a bit to see that a woman so brilliant (book-smart) could be easily manipulated into becoming a mason. I hope she knows what she's gotten herself into.

If only most of the people that join college fraternities and sororities knew that they are also masons by joining these various Greek orders. But, rather than look beyond the bright colored paraphernalia (tee-shirts, key chains, etc.) and "cool kids" that are part of these orders, they actually need to research who founded these Greek organizations.

"But we have benefits...I can find a job right after college."

Yeah, that's fine, but why would you want to join any organization that does everything in secrecy? Why would you want to join an organization that makes you do things you don't want to do during your pledging "Rush" time-period? Does putting a brand on your arm like cattle really make you feel any better?

All I say is that, people need to look beyond the propaganda of positive things these organizations do and actually look at the history of how these organizations were started. Most fraternities, orders, and sororities are masonic! Research it yourself!

Here's a few links:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Masonic_organizations

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fraternal_organization

Mental Freestyle Part Un (1)

I wrote this poem on the 9th of February of this year, 2007. I was listening to a playlist of eclectic songs and I put fragmented pieces of the lyrics in this poem in the beginning of it. You can tell that by the middle of the poem that my viewpoint totally changed like it normally does when I write. Any comments, questions, or ridicule would be gratefully appreciated via AIM, Yahoo!, MSN, or e-mail. Thank you! Please do subscribe to this page as well and tell your friends or anyone that you may think might be interested in my writings. Even if you think they might not be interested, it might be a good thing for them to read on my page. Thanks!

2.9.07

It's too late

For the better

Frail dreams of stormy weather

Never stable

But think provocatively

Never waiting of your response

At a distant glance

I asked four times for a chance

Misleadings I have feel behind

Blowing the planets out of alignment

Grabbing the Moon and burying it

Within my closet

But only to see that I have

Darkened the sky for all to bleed

The planes mistaken for stars

Blowin' up in the sky

But then to remark the catastrophe

But yes a travesty

Further events seen as a tragedy

All the dreams we've left behind

To bury them in our gardens

Falling fast asleep without solace or glee

Thank you for dishardment of heart

Two more years

Another view isn't seen

Golden reefs beyond the sea

Atlantis waiting to blow up the Earth

Babylon spite the U.S.

Disregarding the civilians

Women infertile

Men amongst reptiles

Alienating the truth

The core of the Earth is hollow

Believe me, believe so

You worship paganistic symbols

MK Ultra repetitive images in dreams

Programming us for the next day

Lead me, Father for I want

To help my people

Destroy the genocide displayed

Upon us

Unveiling the masons and snakes

Amongst us

So we can anarchize this world

To idealism

These material pagan idols

Jesus, You I won't be forgettin'

But if only the servants of the Illuminati

Would listen.