Hello there...not sure who is, would, or has bee reading any of my blog posts but I am making a new post for the hell of it. My original youtube channel has not taken off yet though I would guess that it will not unless blasted by another popular youtuber. So I have decided to make a new channel with the name of "Life Advice 365" and that will be the topic...people often come to me asking for my advice so maybe I can get paid to give advice on youtube. We'll see though....just a heads up...ask me a question here or there if you are interested.
Here is the link:
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCip7tihviGMt_s11GP4BMhg?view_as=subscriber
Friday, July 14, 2017
Thursday, December 1, 2016
Education is broken and MUST be fixed.
I love education, the study of everything yet with a hint towards thinking a bit or a lot on topics where currently there is not specificity. Whether the LGBTXYZ crowd or the farthest engineering degree possible. WE ARE DOING IT WRONG AND WE NEED TO FIX EDUCATION ASAP OR RIGHT NOW! If we do not we are dooming ourselves and future generations to catastrophic outcomes and miserable existences. Critical thinking must be key to the NEW EDUCATION system created entirely from private enterprise without a hint of government intervention. Please if you will peel your ears off for this women for a bit and bask in her lovely mind.
Wednesday, November 23, 2016
Shattering Isle
Glass all around the landscape, sculpted grains of sand.
Melted down, to be rebuilt in the image of its sculptor.
Displayed as the example for those whom are exempt.
But the illusion soon weathered from increasing contempt.
I miss the days when we could focus on actual tangible things.
Like that of the times of Jacqueline K. Barton.
Melted down, to be rebuilt in the image of its sculptor.
Displayed as the example for those whom are exempt.
But the illusion soon weathered from increasing contempt.
I miss the days when we could focus on actual tangible things.
Like that of the times of Jacqueline K. Barton.
Sunday, November 8, 2015
Little Green Men
Little Green Men
By Conrad Pierce
Strange are the days we live; gender now ambiguous, god imaginary and aliens all around. Such is the end of days, confusion reigns supreme. Truth is now lies and lies now truth, people typing short sentence's- the extent of our new existence. Language twisted as to not be understood, expression only twists and turns. Speak in a verbose tone only if you wish to not to be understood. Simple does it, so the pimple on your forehead can understand. Burn your books of history, only new things are good for the global race. Burn your book of knowledge, it has no place with the green men from space. Leave your heritage behind, move forward only- VHS no longer norm. Blu-ray spectrum, cannot be scratched- protective coating leaves our reality impervious to the facts that existed before. Rocket fuel destroys humans, use it all you wish; park your car in the dump. Space is infinite and vast, all the answers must lie there for what we don't know here. Solution-less theories on the great beyond, what sea creatures lie below; don't ask, don't know. The sky full of signs is where we'll find the green men, they'll bring us to a place ahead- everything else must lay bloody and dead.
By Conrad Pierce
Strange are the days we live; gender now ambiguous, god imaginary and aliens all around. Such is the end of days, confusion reigns supreme. Truth is now lies and lies now truth, people typing short sentence's- the extent of our new existence. Language twisted as to not be understood, expression only twists and turns. Speak in a verbose tone only if you wish to not to be understood. Simple does it, so the pimple on your forehead can understand. Burn your books of history, only new things are good for the global race. Burn your book of knowledge, it has no place with the green men from space. Leave your heritage behind, move forward only- VHS no longer norm. Blu-ray spectrum, cannot be scratched- protective coating leaves our reality impervious to the facts that existed before. Rocket fuel destroys humans, use it all you wish; park your car in the dump. Space is infinite and vast, all the answers must lie there for what we don't know here. Solution-less theories on the great beyond, what sea creatures lie below; don't ask, don't know. The sky full of signs is where we'll find the green men, they'll bring us to a place ahead- everything else must lay bloody and dead.
Saturday, September 20, 2014
Tip toeing through the tulips, we remain quite in the storm.
How long must we remain so, they continue to destroy our home.
Ask the devine we cannot find, here but always awaiting the end time.
Now it is- yet we can barely exist, spirits abound around us in hatred.
Evil intent they make us dissent, driving brother against brother-life against life.
Death their only allowance for it brings the destruction that they desire.
Lake of fire be damned this earth they desire to burn.
One way street towards this end, continually we descend.
How long must we remain so, they continue to destroy our home.
Ask the devine we cannot find, here but always awaiting the end time.
Now it is- yet we can barely exist, spirits abound around us in hatred.
Evil intent they make us dissent, driving brother against brother-life against life.
Death their only allowance for it brings the destruction that they desire.
Lake of fire be damned this earth they desire to burn.
One way street towards this end, continually we descend.
Wednesday, April 23, 2014
ALONE
By Conrad Pierce
Alone I write, alone I fight, alone I am quite.
Alone I am loud, alone I am proud- away from the crowd.
Alone I dissolve, alone I resolve, alone I solve.
Alone I am, alone I be, alone invisible nobody can see.
Alone I die, alone I live, Alone I give.
Alone I was, alone I buzz, alone I dust fuzz.
Alone I circle, alone I erkel, alone I lurk.
Lurk in the house, lurk in the town, lurk like a clown.
Lurk like a jerk, lurk like a fool, lurk like it's cool.
Lurk in the bed, lurk in the shed, lurk in the head.
Lurk like a drunk, lurk like a punk, lurk like a skunk.
Lurk in the chair, lurk in my hair, lurk in a bear.
Lurk like a tree, lurk like my knee, lurk like a fee.
Lurk with a frown, lurk with a crown, lurk with my own.
Own I dont, own I won't.
Own it is, own it isn't.
Own I do, own I will.
Own it now, own it how.
Own I am, Own I'm not.
Own it then, own it soon.
Owned it when, owned it at noon.
Noon now here, noon bringing fear.
Noon is afar, noon is for the car.
Noon now dead, noon to be ahead.
Noon is alive, noon will bring drive.
Noon now done, noon never fun.
Noon is never, noon is forever.
Noon now, noon is even.
Even is odd, even is never fraud.
Even did add, even did me glad.
Even is a friend, even I commend.
Even did laugh, even had a path.
Even is a lie, even is spry.
Even did die, even did cry.
Even this poem isn't, strange uneven leaving.
Alone I write, alone I fight, alone I am quite.
Alone I am loud, alone I am proud- away from the crowd.
Alone I dissolve, alone I resolve, alone I solve.
Alone I am, alone I be, alone invisible nobody can see.
Alone I die, alone I live, Alone I give.
Alone I was, alone I buzz, alone I dust fuzz.
Alone I circle, alone I erkel, alone I lurk.
Lurk in the house, lurk in the town, lurk like a clown.
Lurk like a jerk, lurk like a fool, lurk like it's cool.
Lurk in the bed, lurk in the shed, lurk in the head.
Lurk like a drunk, lurk like a punk, lurk like a skunk.
Lurk in the chair, lurk in my hair, lurk in a bear.
Lurk like a tree, lurk like my knee, lurk like a fee.
Lurk with a frown, lurk with a crown, lurk with my own.
Own I dont, own I won't.
Own it is, own it isn't.
Own I do, own I will.
Own it now, own it how.
Own I am, Own I'm not.
Own it then, own it soon.
Owned it when, owned it at noon.
Noon now here, noon bringing fear.
Noon is afar, noon is for the car.
Noon now dead, noon to be ahead.
Noon is alive, noon will bring drive.
Noon now done, noon never fun.
Noon is never, noon is forever.
Noon now, noon is even.
Even is odd, even is never fraud.
Even did add, even did me glad.
Even is a friend, even I commend.
Even did laugh, even had a path.
Even is a lie, even is spry.
Even did die, even did cry.
Even this poem isn't, strange uneven leaving.
Friday, April 4, 2014
Will Not Part My Hair
I will not part my hair, my head is not the sea and you will not make it scare. Jesus is still risen, yet you seek to be now "fair"-against the laws of righteous in earth you give your prayer. The cloth from which we're grown you seek to make a tear, two you come as one but we see you as a pair. Three you disagree with your boldness grows a snare, caut within the masses seek to part their hair.
Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Glass House
By Conrad Pierce
Sideshow goes on inside the circus, mad hats trick the masses no more, continued so long they no longer had a score. Once had a larger docket, but the sheets been removed, revealing the light socket- lack of power. Can't see reality though so they continue on in their sour, just forget the illusion- follow us and forget the hour. Lying behind glass eyes, seeing their spys, and pretending they're wise. Stomping around the yard, acting as ninjas, holding the spotlight but they cannot see their eyes. Ignorance never ending, selfishness never bending, disguise ever trending.
Sideshow goes on inside the circus, mad hats trick the masses no more, continued so long they no longer had a score. Once had a larger docket, but the sheets been removed, revealing the light socket- lack of power. Can't see reality though so they continue on in their sour, just forget the illusion- follow us and forget the hour. Lying behind glass eyes, seeing their spys, and pretending they're wise. Stomping around the yard, acting as ninjas, holding the spotlight but they cannot see their eyes. Ignorance never ending, selfishness never bending, disguise ever trending.
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Thirteen Flies
By Conrad Pierce
Going nowhere fast, pull up the drawstring and raise up the mast. In a time machine going to the past, rewind it all if only we had asked. Numbers pulled and tags now lifted, waiting for them to grab ours- will there be mourners or will there be flowers? Time and God can tell but we're not doing so well to know, better we should but through the filth we go dust covered filters our minds always blow. Wishes wanting to materialize, unachievable is the only thing we seem to realize- minute details our only prize within this life our small surprise. Along with the mental effervescence life goes on as another year dies.
Going nowhere fast, pull up the drawstring and raise up the mast. In a time machine going to the past, rewind it all if only we had asked. Numbers pulled and tags now lifted, waiting for them to grab ours- will there be mourners or will there be flowers? Time and God can tell but we're not doing so well to know, better we should but through the filth we go dust covered filters our minds always blow. Wishes wanting to materialize, unachievable is the only thing we seem to realize- minute details our only prize within this life our small surprise. Along with the mental effervescence life goes on as another year dies.
Sunday, September 29, 2013
Insomnia
By Conrad Pierce
Thought I was dead long ago, how could I know- dreams never come.
Dreams may be the reality, reality no longer real- I do not feel.
Textures yes, stories no- it's all a dream, waking to sleep.
Answers no, questions yes- puzzle or maze, both a craze.
Layers leveling, floors falling- who's that, somebody calling?
Telephones not here, never was- I swear I heard a buzz.
Maybe somebody once, but never again- deeper I descend.
Tape recorder might work, but tape itself can't mend.
End sequence.
Thought I was dead long ago, how could I know- dreams never come.
Dreams may be the reality, reality no longer real- I do not feel.
Textures yes, stories no- it's all a dream, waking to sleep.
Answers no, questions yes- puzzle or maze, both a craze.
Layers leveling, floors falling- who's that, somebody calling?
Telephones not here, never was- I swear I heard a buzz.
Maybe somebody once, but never again- deeper I descend.
Tape recorder might work, but tape itself can't mend.
End sequence.
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Three
By Conrad Pierce
Once you were a bright star.
Twice you were fallen- somewhere afar.
Once a light bringer and comedic thinker.
Twice a night lingerer and slumly slinker.
Once given a word which transformed you for a third.
Twice given a lie which transgressed you from your herd.
Once stolen away- a captive inside the asomatous war.
Twice rescued from hostile hands, astringed- no more.
Once recklessly abound through their whispering sound.
Twice a thunderous stroke took you out of the bind.
Now a numberless game intertwined- thoughts of the first,
thoughts of the second- both now unwind.
Final gambit hands entwine, brain waves now decline,
Spiritual scales off the rictor, you're finally fine.
Home at last- no more incline for a star that is mine.
*In dedication to my cousin Gabe Droptiny
Once you were a bright star.
Twice you were fallen- somewhere afar.
Once a light bringer and comedic thinker.
Twice a night lingerer and slumly slinker.
Once given a word which transformed you for a third.
Twice given a lie which transgressed you from your herd.
Once stolen away- a captive inside the asomatous war.
Twice rescued from hostile hands, astringed- no more.
Once recklessly abound through their whispering sound.
Twice a thunderous stroke took you out of the bind.
Now a numberless game intertwined- thoughts of the first,
thoughts of the second- both now unwind.
Final gambit hands entwine, brain waves now decline,
Spiritual scales off the rictor, you're finally fine.
Home at last- no more incline for a star that is mine.
*In dedication to my cousin Gabe Droptiny
Monday, September 2, 2013
Folly
By Conrad Pierce
Deeper with each passing day
Once merely a hair strand thick
It now seeps quintessence out into the air
Introducing a new train of digression,
the cut instead grows- renouncing all repair
Gaping further the man loses touch,
all his cuts now doing so- he now sees reality as such
Death consumes him for life is merely a transition,
in which he's left to linger.
Sometimes wishing his reality was as it should be
he then remembers life is full of despair
His life as the cut once was, merely a hair.
The only thing left is to watch the cuts gape, to cut back and stair.
(Old one I found written 2-5-09...4+years ago)
Deeper with each passing day
Once merely a hair strand thick
It now seeps quintessence out into the air
Introducing a new train of digression,
the cut instead grows- renouncing all repair
Gaping further the man loses touch,
all his cuts now doing so- he now sees reality as such
Death consumes him for life is merely a transition,
in which he's left to linger.
Sometimes wishing his reality was as it should be
he then remembers life is full of despair
His life as the cut once was, merely a hair.
The only thing left is to watch the cuts gape, to cut back and stair.
(Old one I found written 2-5-09...4+years ago)
Monday, August 26, 2013
Seasons Run Long
Sober before the score, lost as I left the door.
Memory dim before the trim, lights above shining rim- outdoors begin to grim.
Grin below the diner, dinner never finer- smells steadily kinder.
Grinder for the coffee, no longer craving toffee- slowly dying softly.
Sunday, August 25, 2013
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
PS4 vs Xbox One and AMD vs Microsoft
I believe that the reason for naming the Xbox monochromatic is to present it as "the one console you need in your living room." But any way you stack it, the name is simply lacking...720...why not just use that...it's so much better than one. Why? Because it makes a little sense, makes it sound cooler, and in my mind creates an image of a snowboarder doing a 720 degree spin. Forget the name though, what the hell was that reveal about? It felt like teeth being pulled out at the dentists office, practically...and maybe entirely no game play. (I was in and out because it was so unbearable to watch.) While it was neat to see an actual console, the entire event seemed alien and off base- not reaching out to gamers. It felt akin to a bunch of politicians on stage trying to make you vote for them because "It's the right thing to do, and it'll make you feel good." Half of the time being spent talking about premium services you must buy to use and services people don't buy gaming systems for- they buy gaming systems to game.
PS4 event- they showed actual game footage and yet no console. What a rip off right? Yet this event made me personally feel a lot more hyped about the coming console, the people speaking felt as if they had a real interest in gaming and bringing a new highly enjoyable gaming experience. Showing way more of what the console is about and what it can do in what they showed, without even showing the console. Their theme seemed to be sharing your gaming experience with others, and introducing a new level of gamer involvement never before seen on a console.
While Xbox might have said there was something around 15 unique to Xbox titles to be released, none were displayed to see while several were shown (with actual game-play) at the PS4 side. Viewing the user interface of the Xbox one displayed an ongoing trend within Microsoft as a company, starting with windows 8 and possibly as far back as the release of the 360. I say this as a former owner of the original Xbox, current owner of a 360, and long time computer enthusiast primarily involved in working with windows all the way back to 1998. Aside from the security advanced in windows 8 the operating system as a whole was and still is a slap in the face to anyone was a windows fans or user of their previous versions. Apple fans need not apply here, yet this seems to be who they are now targeting for their products. Commercials with strange glasses and hipster like dress, sorry windows nerds we don't really care about you- we want to hang out with the "cool" kids.
Now onto AMD, I've been angry with them for a little while- I built the current computer I am now using around their supposed ground breaking Bulldozer architecture, which they have somewhat improved upon with a few newer CPU releases but not to the point where i forgave them. I was so angry that I even bought an Nvidia GPU to replace and aging AMD. (Not to say that I have beef with Nvidia, they do make good GPU's and their only fault is possibly aligning with Microsoft, but what other choice do they have.) Back to the point AMD made eight core CPU's at their top tier and had less focus on the four or six cores which are more viable for computer users because most programs in windows or mac or linux based system do not take advantage of cores over four. People brushed this off as AMD's focus on reliability and server applications which could take advantage of eight cores. However the reveal of the PS4 architecture relying on an eight core CPU and AMD 7000 series GPU makes this eight core configuration make a whole lot more sense in that they were giving us a piece of what they were making for the PS4 albeit not optimized for most PC applications because they were hard at work with the PS4 people. The CPU code named "Jaguar" an x86-64bit processor will reside within the PS4 along with 8gb of GDDR5...that's quite a powerhouse. Looking into the future I hope to see the PS4 as a step forward for AMD and a possible new lease towards its critics upon the retail sale of the PS4. As for the Xbox one well, let's hope this is the last one. (Let Nintendo compete with Playstation, they'll at least offer play for free options and features.) I say all this as an owner of a PS3, Xbox 360, WII, Gaming Computer, and a Windows 8 laptop with a touchscreen.
PS4 event- they showed actual game footage and yet no console. What a rip off right? Yet this event made me personally feel a lot more hyped about the coming console, the people speaking felt as if they had a real interest in gaming and bringing a new highly enjoyable gaming experience. Showing way more of what the console is about and what it can do in what they showed, without even showing the console. Their theme seemed to be sharing your gaming experience with others, and introducing a new level of gamer involvement never before seen on a console.
While Xbox might have said there was something around 15 unique to Xbox titles to be released, none were displayed to see while several were shown (with actual game-play) at the PS4 side. Viewing the user interface of the Xbox one displayed an ongoing trend within Microsoft as a company, starting with windows 8 and possibly as far back as the release of the 360. I say this as a former owner of the original Xbox, current owner of a 360, and long time computer enthusiast primarily involved in working with windows all the way back to 1998. Aside from the security advanced in windows 8 the operating system as a whole was and still is a slap in the face to anyone was a windows fans or user of their previous versions. Apple fans need not apply here, yet this seems to be who they are now targeting for their products. Commercials with strange glasses and hipster like dress, sorry windows nerds we don't really care about you- we want to hang out with the "cool" kids.
Now onto AMD, I've been angry with them for a little while- I built the current computer I am now using around their supposed ground breaking Bulldozer architecture, which they have somewhat improved upon with a few newer CPU releases but not to the point where i forgave them. I was so angry that I even bought an Nvidia GPU to replace and aging AMD. (Not to say that I have beef with Nvidia, they do make good GPU's and their only fault is possibly aligning with Microsoft, but what other choice do they have.) Back to the point AMD made eight core CPU's at their top tier and had less focus on the four or six cores which are more viable for computer users because most programs in windows or mac or linux based system do not take advantage of cores over four. People brushed this off as AMD's focus on reliability and server applications which could take advantage of eight cores. However the reveal of the PS4 architecture relying on an eight core CPU and AMD 7000 series GPU makes this eight core configuration make a whole lot more sense in that they were giving us a piece of what they were making for the PS4 albeit not optimized for most PC applications because they were hard at work with the PS4 people. The CPU code named "Jaguar" an x86-64bit processor will reside within the PS4 along with 8gb of GDDR5...that's quite a powerhouse. Looking into the future I hope to see the PS4 as a step forward for AMD and a possible new lease towards its critics upon the retail sale of the PS4. As for the Xbox one well, let's hope this is the last one. (Let Nintendo compete with Playstation, they'll at least offer play for free options and features.) I say all this as an owner of a PS3, Xbox 360, WII, Gaming Computer, and a Windows 8 laptop with a touchscreen.
Friday, May 17, 2013
Classic
What happened to music is truly a tragedy...well..at least the last 13 years has sure been.
Anyways...a few old songs to look back in time and to enjoy.
Anyways...a few old songs to look back in time and to enjoy.
Thursday, May 2, 2013
Freedom
Haven't posted for many days...or months. Summer is nearly upon us, one can almost smell the gunpowder and firework smoke of 4th of July- my second favorite holiday. I am lucky enough to live in a state with decent firework rights, with the inclusion of many Indian reservations where one can obtain all of the illegal fireworks one might desire. Strange- it is legal to buy them but once they leave the reservation it is now illegal. One of the laws they do not strictly enforce but in other states it is much stricter and you cannot even have fireworks that fly above the ground. (Not to name names....) Then there are the states that say you can have any firework you want, any time of the year (Another issue I forgot to mention) and megastores where you can be like a kid in a candy or toy store. I've been using firecrackers since I was a kid, they are awesome and fun to throw down sewer drains or tie to things that need blown up. A needless expenditure yet the needless ones are often the best. Related on some level, choose your freedoms- some are taken in the night, others you give away freely, and some are even voted upon. Regardless we live in a free society, take advantage while you still can and participate in your own freedom daily.
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Sleep....
Ever since around double digit days, i've had trouble sleeping. Now i sit here drinking, with no desire to sleep with or without the drink. Very few options offer me sleep, even the strongest pharmecouticals more often then not bring no rest. Reading a book, couldn't tap into the tiniest hint of tiredness i desire..boredom maybe but not sleep...though maybe if it's a good book (probably the only one i'll read) quite the opposite. Sheep counting from counting imaginary jeeps on the road, stuck in the forest croaking like a tired old toad. Ramblings of a tired person i guess....anyways...for the sleepless like me here is a random record you probably will not like. L8er b8ers.
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