High Ramblings about Age

What’s it like to be old?
What’s it like to have so much experience?
What’s it like to have lived for decades?
At the moment, I am not even two decades yet. Not until next month anyways. And I already feel like I’ve come so far. I feel like my life could end now and I’ve experienced enough.
But what is it like to gain decades worth of experiences?
What’s it like to have learned so much?
Not necessarily things that involve school learning, but what’s it like to be human for so long?
At times, I find myself thinking about the past, wishing I would have known then what I know now.
Will I feel like that in the future as well?
That odd almost regret. Not a powerful one, but like you know, a subtle regret.
Or will I understand that the reason I know so much then, is because of all the experiences I have in the past?
Who will I be?
What will I have accomplished, if anything?
Will I be who I want to be?
Will I not like who I became?
How much will I have lost?
How much willI I have gained?
For the first time in my life I actually am looking forward to the future. I used to shy away from it. I used to fear it. I used to dread it.
But now?
Now I greet it warmly with open hands.
I’ve finally had my change of heart.

-high ramblings of a stoner

High Ramblings about Your Fav

Your Fav is problematic.

Alright, so I just saw this post on facebook. Actually, I saw it way earlier today, but I went back on facebook and was reminded of the post. So like the post about batman. It featured certain things from the various batman comics. It was called WTF Moments in Batman or something like that. Well, lemme tell u they were really WTF for someone unfamiliar with comics, or really DC. Eh, both. So like the different themes that came up were cruel dark “jokes” or actions, and sexual shit. So like in one batman kills someone, well starves them to death technically, and like, I could see batman doing that. But what really freaked me out was that batman got batgirl, who I think is Gordon’s daughter, pregnant and like breaks it to her boyfriend that batgirl is knocked up with the caped crusaders baby. Like what? I guess I could match that with the billionaire Bruce Wayne, but still, it feels like a stretch with my perspective or view of the superhero. Another thing, which seems a little more like the dark fucked up superhero if we ever thought of him in the sexual way, but not something we’d think would be canon. Like how Batman set these bad guys on fire then beat the shit out of them, before and after the fire, and then on the same like surface area, in full sight of the men burning to death, batman fucks the canary. I just, I just, was slightly turned on and appalled at the same time.

Superheroes have always been something, pure in my mind. Like, they remind me of the innocence of childhood. You know, when shit was simple. Like when there were very clear lines between good guys and bad guys, even if the villains had a semi-realistic background, but like they were still larger than life. (Sorry I’m saying like a lot I, like, get in these moods where I either say certain words a lot or I, like, talk in accents, and since I can’t talk in an accent on Tumblr cause I’m writing (or really like I don’t want to think about writing out an accent)) Anyways, where was I? Oh, yeah villains are still larger than life. But at the same time, so are the heroes. And yes they have their human aspects but they are strong in ways that we wish we could be, resilient, and they have super powers. They are just, damn near perfect in our minds but realistic enough so that we can relate. And that is why I love superheroes. And that is why I am slightly offended by these snippets in the comics. And I guess the reason for that is that like I am not super familiar with each superhero even if they are my favorite. I just, I don’t read comics. Or even look up specific shit on the internet about them. So like my opinion and my feelings about this don’t really mean much. So like, take this as you will.

-High Ramblings of a Stoner

The Snow’s Mourning Dirge

When it falls, it falls in silence,

When it lands, it lands in quiet,

Hush, let it fall, let it sing the mourning dirge of fall,

Hush, let it sink, let the silence reverberate,

Quiet now, the silence sings a solemn lament,

Quiet now, the season changes, the frost sinks it’s greedy tendrils in the soil,

Slumber, the world says,

Slumber, the trees echo,

Sleep till spring, when the world begins anew,

Sleep till spring, or sleep forever more.