The tale of a questing knight

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Here’s a few facts about Tumblr. (my apologies in advance for being rude. But hey, just being honest.)

- The tumblr community is, for the main part, consisting of girls, 90% of the times between the 14 and 25 years old, “writing” about:
- how lonely they are
- how fucked up their life is, and that no one understands her
- “that one guy”
- beautifull photo’s
- sex
- disney
- Harry Potter
- /rapekill Twilight
- /rapekill Justin Bieber
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about 90% of all tumblr posts.

and 99% (this is not based on facts, but i know i’m pretty damn close) of these posts are just reblogs, therefore concluding that a large part of the tumblr community lacks either the creativity, inspiration, or will to write something of there own. Tumblrerettes are generally lazy.

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- Yours truly

One of those mornings

Morning y’all.

This is one of those days you’d just want to stay in bed.
If it’d be up to me, i’d be rolling out of bed just about now, however, this morning started with a rather brutal awakening by my mother storming in to kick my ass out of bed at 8 o’clock. Blegh.

So i’ve pretty much spent my entire morning doing whatnot, and what do i do to spend my first 5 free minutes of the day? writing to you guys, as always the first note in an awefully long time. So to those who forgot me (i know you’re out there) in the meantime, heya, i’m Puck.

‘So what brought you in such a fine mood?’ i hear you ask, and i’m glad you did… i think. Yesterday i had this birthday of a friend of mine. I could tell that my beloved, Charlotte, secretly really wanted to go with me, but in the doubt of not having another train ticket and me not being sure weather or not it would be ok if i’d bring her (later on it turned out that they found it so obvious i’d bring my girl, that they didn’t even bother mentioning it), i let her go home. I felt guilty when i got on the train. A woman has a way of making a man feel terribly guilty. As a guy, you can never precisely point out what it is, but something in that, which the Arctic Monkeys call: “Pulling that silent dissapointment stare, the one that i can’t bear.”
Take my advice lads, it’s better to not go to the party at all and stay home with your girl, than to leave her behind dissapointed. You’re guarranteed to feel bad about yourself all night.

Later on however, it did turn out that my decision wasn’t all bad after all. I spent almost my entire evening taking care of another friend of mine, who, in apperantly an attack of utter stupidity, decided to drink down an entire bottle of vodka. Poor lad.

I never understood that, why people lose so much control over themselves that they drink so much that they puke all over the place, quite irresponsible if ye ask me. I mean, don’t get me wrong, i like my booze. A lot. But i know where to stop.

So at the end of the night, it fell to me to get the (still completely wasted) friend back home. Now when you think that is a tough and unpleasant thing to do, try getting safely on a train with him, and than convince the conductor that he’ll be fine. not kewl.

Anyway, so much for my little rant about guilt, parties and irresponsible drinking.

Did you know

Did you know that, scientifically speaking, there is about a 99.98% chance that your body currently holds, or once held in the past, a molecule that once belonged to no less than Julius Ceasar? Or Marilyn Monroe? Or Elvis?

It’s true. You can check the facts.

Wow, i bet that sounds really geeky, and i suppose it is. But what i believe, is that my Julius Ceasar molecule, is forever connected and related to yóúr Julius Ceasar molecule, and my Elvis molecule to yóúr Elvis molecule, and so on, untill every single one of our molecules is connected. Which creates a bond between me and every single person on this planet. So if ever you meet me again, remember, we just so happen to share the same molecules;)

But that is not all. There is one more thing that i do not share with the world. And that is my very own personal molecule. Because that molecule belongs to my beloved, and my beloved alone.

p.s

Fun fact, try replacing the word “molecule” in this text with “soul” or “essence”
et voila, you transformed it into a philosophical text.

And the best thing is,
It’s still correct

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Love, to me, is not everything…

It is the Only thing…

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Your Daily Recommended Dose of… Me

Dear reader,

It has been a long time since i put my thoughts to paper (or screen for that matter,) and it’s time i took up the pen (read: keyboard) once again.

How have y’all been? Personally, i couldn’t be better. Life as a student rocks, literally.
Nowadays i spend most of the time on campus, solving difficult juridical problems by coming up with witty answers formulated in even more difficult sentences and legal mumbo jumbo. And yes, i actually enjoy it.
No really.. I do.

I always find it difficult to find motivation for writing when i’m happy. After all, it is so much easier to write away pain and frustration by posting it for the world to see, (am i the only one seeing a paradox here?) after all, what interesting stuff could i possibly post besides the occasional bigass smiley every now and than? However, my beloved told me i really should start writing again, and somewhere i felt she was right. So here i am. Perhaps i should start keeping some kind of diary on tumblr, if people would care for reading it, that is. (So all of you who want me to write more stuff on tumblr, let me know)

I tend to be a rather philosophical person, and one of my biggest fascinations has allways been the way people treat eachother, and how one’s behaviour affects those around him/her. And one of my biggest questions has always been how to best get along with eachother, and more importantly, how to truly understand eachother. For example, i have a very close group of friends, which also happen to be my bandmates. And i know that they see me as the weird one of the group, the joker kind of person as you could call it, even though that is not really how i’d like them to see me. I admit that i can get very hyper active now and than, as a way of venting my enormous amount of spare energy, even though in my mind, i’m actually a very calm, thoughtfull person. I wonder if they’ll ever see and understand this (by one of them reading this, perhaps?) so that they would take me a bit more seriously. Because that is one problem i still face, wherever i go, i am always underestemated. Oh well. (and i have the “slight” suspicion that i am not the only one with this problem.)

I’m also very curious what would happen if people would be a bit more straightforward. For instance, my beloved Charlotte(<33) has a lot of friends which all seem like very nice people to hang out with, and she always tells me that they think of me as a nice person as well, yet i never had a real conversation with them. Who knows i might make some new friends if that would happen. But hey, a few of her friends actually follow me on tumblr, so who knows.. And somehow i know for sure that Char would like that. (~~She really likes to show off with me… the other way around too.)~~

And now, on a sidenote, for random trivia of the day: It has been scientifically proven that the chicken came before the egg. Just so you know.

I’m also thinking about getting my hair cut. I’m told that i look like Russel Crowe in Gladiator with short hair, and i’ve had my current hair for ages now. Time for a change don’t you think? Furthermore, Jurrian, a guy i met in college, and has become one of my closest friends in just a few weeks, is a professional guitar builder, and is going to build me my own custom guitar^^, the design has already been made. Though it will probably take a couple of months to build and finish it.

Also, i’m officially moving over somewhere soon. It’s been a while since my folks broke up and my mum now lives in Arnhem, where i’ll be living soon as well. It’s quite nice though, living in the heart of town.

So that’s about all i could think of to write for the moment, but i’m sure i’ll come up with more things soon enough. For whoever cares anyway:P

Geez, i sure write long posts, do i?

"Ladies and gentleman, i hereby officially anounce that my tumblr is not dead anymore."

idrinkpearlslikerain asked: you should post something
like
really

done

idrinkpearlslikerain asked: hi. are you in love?

maaaaaaaybe;)

i wonder…

We leven in een wereld overheerst door stupiditeit.
Fout.
Dan leven we in een wereld overheerst door onverschilligheid.
Opnieuw fout.
We leven in een wereld overheerst door blindheid.
Correct.

Begrijp me niet verkeerd, stupiditeit en onverschilligheid zijn tegenwoordig twee van de wereld’s grootste obstakels, maar niet het hoofdknelpunt. slecht beleid en domme beslissingen, voortgevloeid uit eigenbelang, wrok of gewoon achtelijke personen make n de dienst uit, om het voormalig beleid van George W. Bush maar eens als voorbeeld te noemen. Onverschilligheid viert hoogtij. In deze consumtiemaatschappij waar het ieder voor zich lijkt te zijn stort men zo nu en dan een eurotje of 5 (zo ongeveer 0.2% van je maandsalaris?) aan een goed doel wanneer er weer een natuurramp is om je geweten te sussen, maar het is allemaal een ver van je bed show. Het mag allemaal wel, die natuurrampen en oorlogen, stiekem lig je er totaal niet van wakker, zo lang je gras maar groener is dan dat van je buurman. Maar dat zijn de echte problemen niet.

Lees maar eens mensen. Lees en luister en hoor wat andere mensen je vertellen. Er zijn zo veel wijze mensen op deze wereld, en ik verwed er mijn hoofd op dat jij (ja jij ja, persoon achter het beeldscherm) er minstens 5 in je kennissenkring hebt. En als deze mensen samen zouden werken, zou deze wereld het paradijs zijn dat we er van zouden kunnen maken. maar mensen zien het niet. Ze zien niet de filosoof, de wijsheid in een ander, en daardoor lopen de wijze, slimme, liefdevolle en begane mensen elkaar falikant en structureel mis. Mensen moeten leren de filosoof in elkaar te herkennen, en belangrijker nog, te érkennen.

Daarom volgt hier een oproep aan alle Wijzen, Filosofen, Denker, Dromers en people who give a fuck. En ik weet zo onderhand wel wie dit leest dus ik weet dat jullie er tussen zitten;)

Ik roep jullie op elkaar op te zoeken. Ik mobiliseer jullie om de mensen om je heen te bekijken, en te herkennen als net zo wijs als jij. Jouw vrienden hebben net zulke diepe gedachtes als jij, geloof me. Praat, luister en filosofeer. Je leven zal er rijker van worden.

Klinkt dit lastig? Makkelijker gezegd dan gedaan? Fout! het is eenvoudig, alles wat je hoeft te doen is je hart, ogen en oren open te houden, de rest gaat vanzelf. Je kan zelfs mij als beginpunt nemen als je zelf niets bedenken kan.

Gaat voort mijn vrienden, lezers, mijn helden! gaat voort en leef, dat we van deze wereld en onze levens maken wat het kan zijn!

For those who didn’t hear it yet.

I.

IS.

Graduated.