Saturday, September 27, 2008

Cats and Dogs


Over a year ago i got two cats. About 2 months ago i got 2 dogs. As you could guess it wasn't good. For weeks it was the dogs see that cats and off to the races they go, usually ending with a cat up a tree. But it wasn't that the dogs didn't like the cats or vice-versa, it was that the cats didn't like the change. They were trying to avoid it. So much that one left for two weeks before she came back.

Kind of like people don't you think? We don't like change, I can tell you i don't. When things change we fight it. If someone new and different enters are life some of us will accept them, and others will shun them. It's just the way we are.

But that's not the end of the story. My cats eventually learned something, that no matter what they do the dogs were staying. And guess what, they learned to deal. They learned that if the dogs come at them to stand up and let the dogs sniff there butt. Wouldn't it be great if people were like that, if we could just accept the change and deal with it? So i leave you with this thought, when was the last time you let someone sniff your butt?
Just Think About It,
Tufte

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

I'm a Freak

Like a said I'm a freak... and you know what I'm OK with that. I'm weird, i do strange things, i say weird stuff, i look funny and you know what... I'm OK with that. You know what that's called? Self-confidence, and the world needs more of it. I'm fine with the way i act talk and look. If people think I'm a loser, a nut head, or a dork, all the more to you. I don't see why people care so much, be happy the way you are. That's one thing i admire about what people call goths. They aren't afraid to express themselves and they don't care what you think about it.

Why has society placed categories on our lives that we have to fit into? Everyone is so concerned about where they fit in society. Wake up we don't live in India, there's no caste system, you are who you make yourself. So make yourself who you really are, don't cover yourself with a mask because you have to "fit in." Take that mask off and be you.

So you know what, next time you pass me in the hall I want you to yell freak at me. Yell it at the top of your lungs or as soft as you want but just yell it at me and notice that I'll just smile and laugh.
Just Think About It,
Tufte


Monday, September 22, 2008

Truth, Pride, and the Wisdom of Lies

Truth is the most interesting thing ever. It makes things right yet it makes things so wrong. The only difference between what it does is who is telling it. The truth is what you make of it. The truth changes, it moves with what each new person changes about it. It starts simple, we make a comment, one that is not true, whether we meant it to be that way or not. It spreads until everyone knows what you said, and then it is true. People believe your comment or insult or whatever it was and is and it's now the truth. You may not want it to be but it is, it isn't a lie yet it's the truth it's what people believe.

Now you have a choice, you can own up to your false truth take responsibility for your actions and clear your name. But we don't, we hide behind our "truth" we didn't mean it we really didn't but we don't have the stones to admit it. That's were we go wrong, the truth always catches up with you and when it finds you, all hell upon you. The truth gets you and all of a sudden your stuck with everyone wondering why you would lie to them. The truth is a $@%#& when it catches you. Everything good you ever did is erased in one moment, the moment your pride stopped you from taking responsibility. Now you are haunted for the rest of you life by what a truth has become.

The truth is unbeatable, it's a rolling boulder coming for you and your little wall that is your pride. Pride makes us the one thing we try not to become, a lying, over-confident, self-centered pig. That Boulder crushes your little wall of pride and you are exposed to what you have become. And when people see what you have become the truth makes you what you say. Now stop and think, that is the wisdom of lies. When your truth becomes a lie, whether someone else finds you out or you own up to it, you can learn something from it. That lie can teach you how be a better person you just have to look at it in a better light. What you did is wrong, and now you have to fix it. Don't say sorry, sorry is bull. You may mean it, but it doesn't matter it doesn't change anything. You have to make an effort. You have to change what you did and repair the damage you caused. You have to LEARN.

That's the wisdom of all lies, that behind it is something that can change you. The thing is you have to look for it, you have to make a conscious effort to find it. You can't be lazy and sit around and hope, hope is nothing without action, you have to work for change. So next time you make a truth or change a truth, or you reveal the truth. Look at what happened and LEARN from your mistakes, and try not to make them again.
Just Think About It,
Tufte

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Waiting

Waiting is interesting isn't it. We all hate waiting. We know something is coming and we want it we want it bad. But we have to wait, we have to sit and wait. We hate it we all do we can't stand not being able to have or do what were waiting for but we don't get the choice. The funniest part about waiting though is that we hate because of our drive. Our drive to have what we want is dominating our lives so much it's almost scary. We have to have everything that sometimes we forget to slow and appreciate what we have. The small things of the big things, we forget that we have them all in our mad rush to have whats next.

So maybe waiting is a good thing maybe that hate we have for things we can't have is good. When were forced to wait were forced to look at what we have and maybe be thankful we have it. We'll soon forget about it though, once were done waiting and we have what we want. But once you have it don't take it for granted. That is the downside of waiting you want it so bad and then when you have it you don't appreciate it. You take it for granted not thinking of how lucky you are for having it. So next time you have to sit around and wait i want you to appreciate what you have and what you are about to get.
Just think about it,
Tufte

Monday, September 15, 2008

Memories on a Wrap Around Couch

The other day i was sitting at a friends house with some of my good friends. We were going to watch a few movies and just mess around, have fun, that stuff. But things didn't go as planned. Instead of having a bonfire or watching movies we spent two hours sprawled out on a giant wrap-around couch talking. Just talking, talking about the past years and telling stories about the funniest things we had done and said. It was strange how I've been friends with these people for years and yet every story was just as funny as when it happened. And then i realized why. It had been so long since we just sat down and talked that all those things came flooding back to us like they had just happened the day before. And the feeling of happiness like we had just walked out of the best joy ride of our life came to all of us. We just laughed and laughed at all the funny and stupid stuff we had done since we met each other that we started to cry it was so funny. There is one other thing that goes with this though. That even though it had been months since any of us had remembered these things we all did. That's the beauty of it. That we can hold to the memories that we hold dear to us until the day we die. So no matter how close it seems we are slipping into that black hole that is the oblivion of the life, we can always stick are hand the other way and hold onto those memories that makes us cry from joy. That no matter how bad life is there is always something we have with us given to us by people we love being with and around. So when it seems like you've only got a small hole of breathing room in your life take however many fingers you can fit through it and stick them in there and search around for those memories you hold so dear and never let go, cause the day you do is the day you give up hope. And that is the day that I hope you never have to see.
Just think about it
Tufte

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Lunchroom Politics

The lunchroom is like the Senate. Some 200 people assembled together with different ideals and the ability to talk to about them. The thing is politics today, just like a high school lunchroom, people are always looking for ways to screw someone else over. Inside of it and outside of it politics are like 16 year old girls spreading rumors about one another to get ahead. Their TV ads are the mouths of the young bashing on each other because of their own selfish ambitions. It's sad when our own politicians can't rise above the level of a 15 year old. Most politicians are better then that, like most people in a lunchroom but there are those few rotten apples that stink up both sides of this analogy. In my opinion we should pick our politicians like are friends, with morales. Maybe then they will grow up.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

The Finish Line

I have a question. Why is there always a goal. People are always looking for a reward, there always trying to get somewhere. There always aiming for the finish line. I learned a saying this summer "The destination IS the journey". So i ask this of anyone reading, when was the last time you just stopped and thought "where am i and how did i get here?". We live life to the next level, where can we go next, what more can we do and sometimes we just need to stop. I believe the whole point of life isn't where you end up it's how you got there. I want to enjoy my life and i plan on doing just that so i ask you this, if you know where your going to end up do you know how your going to get there? i hope you don't cause that's what makes it fun, when you just let life happen and roll with the punches. Improvise, it makes things fun, when your not expecting something it's always better then when you see it coming. So relax and when you reach your finish line i hope you can look back and say i had the time of my life getting here.
Remember The Destination is the Journey,
Tufte