mac's cheesy thoughts

///PHOTOGRAPHY                         (Might be the first time I blogged high. Shit, it's been almost three months since I've wrote in this thing. Fuuckkk. Sorry for ignoring you Bloggy). I wonder what I enjoy about photography so much. It's not exactly my "creative outlet." Sure, people think it's cool and awesome but what's the end to it? Kind of like psychology. It's fun yeah, but I dunno if I can go through with it. (This could just be me being just being high. HIGH TIMES WOOP WOOP! Seems I can only be energetic in my head when I'm high). Maybe I just don't have the eye for it enough to become my thing. I probably could once I behavior myself not to give a fuck and find the eye for a good posed shot. It's still a beautiful medium. (Post-high) Too much photography is the same. I need... I always say I need to learn new skills, i.e. Photoshop, but it's ridiculous how lazy about learning I'm getting. FUCKFUCKFUCK ...

///DIFFERENCE When I think about it, I don't really see the difference an intelligence different between monkeys and humans and between humans and the geniuses of the world. Humans are more conscious than monkeys of their actions yes, but I think that geniuses are as close to another a level of consciousness (I hate spelling that) than the rest of us. It's pretty amazing the types of breakthroughs they can have when the rest of us just ramble on as cogs in the machine. I wonder if people the geniuses who pursue knowledge are tormented by the fact that our life is so limited to a short span of time. Sure, some of them overcame the fear of death but I'm sure many have cracked under the fear at one point or another. I choose to ignore it for now. No point in dwelling on it. There must be some sort of genius gene in there somewhere. I think I lean more towards Nature in the Nature vs. Nurture argument nowadays. People are just born one way. ///LOVE*ACCEPTANCE No, not ...