Feel Good Inc. — Gorillaz Don’t stop. Get it. Get it.
Victory is Life
What is the purpose of living if not to reach the highest precipice imaginable? The undeniable instinct of every living being is to strive forward, to keep going as long as it can. Through the every varying, and dutifully fickle, process of evolution and involution over a vast, nigh unimaginable swath of time, we have arrived to a point where living things are conscious of the fact that they are conscious of the fact that they are conscious of facts. This is an unbelievable milestone in Universal History and not something we should take for granted or snub our noses at. The very essence of creation involves growth, improvement, and the drive to continue onward for as long as possible. Faith without works is dead. (James 2:14-26)
On a long enough timeline the survival rate for everyone drops to zero.
Narrator, Fight Club
It’s My Life — Bon Jovi It’s now or never.
Today is a Good Day to Die
In the popular nihilist cult classic Fight Club, Tyler Durden postulated that real freedom comes with knowing our own mortality without fearing it, that it’s only when a person has lost everything that he, she, or it is free to do anything. There’s a lot of truth to those statements which can be comforting to some and highly disturbing to others. While abandoning all hope and going on an ego-fueled rampage is probably not the answer we should subscribe to, understanding the existence of the clock and the fact that it is ticking can be an awesome motivational force. There’s only so much that can be done, so the things you do are important. That’s a good thing to consider. Remember that next time you pee in the shower.
That’s almost dumb enough to qualify as philosophy.
Jason Waterfalls
Waterfalls — TLC Heh.
Ever After
I really believe people need a direction in life. Without an aim, people are aimless. Aimless people have nowhere to go. Our species were essentially monkeys rubbing sticks together a short time ago and now we’re exploring space and ameliorating suffering at an exponential rate. I don’t know what the upper limit of an individual is, but near as I can tell there is none. I’ve heard people criticize the admonition to follow your bliss, but in its own proper place (among many) it really does provide a glimmer of something beyond the mundane. It does you absolutely no good to become resentful because no one has descended from the heavens and bestowed you with a great quest, or because your original plan didn’t work out quite the way you wanted it to. Sometimes things happen that are beyond your control, or people move in directions inconvenient to you. The important thing is to maintain the realization that it’s not always about you and the very best you can do is aim for the very best that you can do. You will get better at it.
We’ll keep on fighting ’till the end.
We are the Champions, Queen
Shut Up — The Black Eyed Peas Never miss a good opportunity to shut up. (Dr. Phil)
That’s all for now. I don’t need to push it (push it real good). Until next time. Thank you;
Baby, if you’ve ever wondered…wondered… whatever became of me.
WKRP in Cincinnati Theme, (Tom Wells, Hugh Wilson, and Steve Carlisle)
Fast Food Song — Fast Food Rockers I think of you and lick my lips.
There’s a certain magic that comes with new people. Everything is fresh and exciting. It can even be scary. Yet I find myself compelled to expand my horizons and continue exploring the world in all of it’s splendorous color. It would be really easy to just write people off based on superficial reasons alone, to describe everyone who doesn’t conform to a certain set of normative values as a member of the outgroup and someone who be cast off, ignored, or even resisted. All too often I encounter people so bent out of shape by ideology that they fail to see the world right in front of them. That’s why when I meet someone new, I make it a point to smile and listen. People will tell you what you need to know if you only let them.
Say your prayers, little one.
Metallica, Enter Sandman
This is How We Do It — Montell Jordan Pay attention.
I was asked today by a friend how I was able to remain so calm and chill while surrounded by people I had never met before. I was simply steady jamming with the beat in my own head. I feel the beat of the rhythm of life and I walk in step as best as I can. I’ve talked before about opportunity and how it doesn’t always strike twice. I’ve also talked about the importance of being prepared in those situations. I see every new encounter as an opportunity to enrich my life exponentially. There is so much to every single human being that it’s a fascinating study for me to immerse myself and learn from people radically different from me. The secret: people are never as different as they seem.
Don’t tell anyone or you’ll be just another regret.
The All American Rejects, Dirty Little Secret
Psychosocial — Cover ft. Leo Morachioli (Originally Slipknot) No one else can see the preservation of the martyr in me.
I wonder why it is, then, that I really do have trouble talking to some people. If I had a guess, it would be my capacity for overthinking things and making them more insurmountable than they really have to be. This is particularly true when I think about consequences. I’m a really strong believer in maintaining the balance in my life, and certain people pose a direct threat to that balance. Ironically, it always seems to be people I like with no reasonable explanation. I use the term ‘fancy’ (ie. I fancy so-and-so) to describe my feelings towards such individuals, and there are a select few walking around. I struggle to talk to people who have struck my fancy and I have a tendency to lose the fancy when the difficulty goes away. I would be interested in knowing the facts behind the mechanics of such phenomena. It just goes to show that I’m not immune to being human.
I’m up off my knees, girl. I’m face to face with myself .
Highly Suspect, Hello My Name is Human
Round and Round — Ratt I knew right from the beginning.
The thing about Life that I think people fail to realize from moment to moment is that it’s a circle. Everything runs on a cycle that repeats itself indefinitely until the loop gets broken. This ultimately defaults to a larger, more simple cycle. Sometimes you can choose your path around the circle, but there no real escape from the pattern itself. No matter how aloof or enlightened you may be in the moment, the existing connections in your life will always serve to pull you back into the drama. Drama exists to promote growth. Growth requires conflict. A person does not become his, her, or its best self by remaining comfortable.
You play hide and seek with your true intentions.
Paula Abdul, Straight Up
Heaven in this Hell — Orianthi I’ve been good for most of my life.
I love how things are building upon themselves. Every step along the pattern becomes easier. Like the ancient sculptor used to say, it’s like discovering the shape of something that was already there but needed someone to give it form. It’s like channeling a force from beyond, a primal source of creation from which spews all essence of life, energy, and intelligence. All matter in the universe is merely energy condensed into slow moving wave vibrations. This includes people. At the subatomic level, the space between the particles that makes us up as people is the same black empty space of the void above, a microcosm where we see burning balls of energy surrounded by nothingness. When you learn to understand the rules, you can begin to write them for yourself.
All that glitters is gold. Only shooting stars break the mold.
Smash Mouth, All Star.
Bustin’ Loose — Chuck Brown and the Soul Searchers Get on up.
At the center of every anarchy is an old boys network.
Unknown
Today I want to talk about the super secret organization that acts as a central hub tying all of the other super secret organizations together. This seems like a good day to set something like that up.
Opening Theme:
Power/Ranger:z
3. Hexagon, Part 1.
Conspiracy theorists across time have always described an organization that operates behind the scenes, manipulating world affairs and maintaining the world order through subtle means. A savvy person who pays attention to current events over time could point out numerous examples of things that didn’t make sense, where the narrative didn’t seem to fit quite the circumstances of their telling. One thing about these stories always remained consistent: there was an organization behind everything. The conspiracy theorists were only half-right.
The world is far bigger and far too complicated for any one single organization to achieve such ascendance on its own. Instead, local needs and bureaucratic chicanery resulted in the creation of multiple top secret super specialized organizations with jurisdictional overlap and little in the way of communication or connectivity. That coupled with the fact that one needed a clearance level to even know about their existence created a bottleneck of interdepartmental mayhem and conflict. A solution was needed. Enter the Hexagon.
For illustrative effect; not to scale.
Under the authority of the Terran Council, a galactic meta-government formed in secret according to an interstellar law the population was blissfully unaware of, every legitimate intelligence organization operating on planet earth was required to interface and maintain a dialogue with the Hexagon. While the Hexagon was not given any acting control over these organizations, its purpose was to maintain peace and order while allowing information to spread in a timely manner between organizations who were otherwise unaware of each others existence. While this was good in principle, it had did have its drawbacks. Organizations who failed to comply were branded as criminal. And thus began the Shadow Wars.
I always feel like somebody’s watching me, and I have no privacy.
Rockwell, Somebody’s Watching Me
I Will Win — Ron Wasserman, /End Theme
What caused the formation of so many secret organizations? What was that about interstellar law? What did the Shadow Wars involve? Until next time, Thank you;
Today I feel like writing about Bruce Wayne. It just feels like a write about Bruce Wayne kind of day. The dude has some issues and I want to look at them. To help us get a proper visual, the role of Bruce Wayne will be played by none other than Michael Keaton.
Bruce Wayne, Billionaire. Playboy. Philanthropist.
Power/Ranger:Z
2. Plazatech
When he wasn’t spending his free time obsessively training or pounding criminals into the ground with his fists, billionaire Bruce Wayne actually had a lot on his plate. There is only so much any person can do without exhaustion, and Bruce was no exception. That coupled with the fact that he had a history of being critically injured meant that he had plenty of time free of his more labor intensive extracurricular activities.
Bruce was a socialite. He had people to schmooze, hands to shake, palms to grease, appearances to keep, and relationships to maintain. He also had to maintain a stable income. Despite being a billionaire, Bruce was not made of money. Without having an income, Bruce’s fortune would have run dry without much time wasted. This means that, for what it’s worth, Bruce Wayne had a job to do and he had to go to work.
Bruce Wayne was the primary shareholder of Wayne Enterprises, a Legacy Company founded by his parents and left to him when he was orphaned as a young child. At various points in his life Bruce worked in and around the company in different capacities including spending periods of time as CEO. At this point he was heading up Plazatech, a smaller subsidiary company that was focusing on advanced and classified technologies. Researchers were working tirelessly around the clock studying just under a dozen artifacts of unknown origin trying to ascertain their purpose, function, and construction. They had already had some luck reverse engineering devices Isaac’s people believed came from the future.
While the devices were badly damaged, they were really close to having a working prototype. It was only a matter of time before some of the best minds in science figured out what these things did. Bruce was particularly excited. With any luck they would prove useful and profitable. But only time would tell.
That’s not what Bruce was here for. According to Isaac, another device they had locked up in the archive had ‘woken up.’ It was time to see what all of the fuss was about.
Word Up.
Cameo
I Will Win — Ron Wasserman, /End Theme
What’s going on? Who’s Isaac? What’s with the devices? Until next time, Thank you;
Aint Talkin’ Bout Love — Van Halen I’ve been to the edge.
I’m really not what you would normally describe as a shy person. I have a history of pushing boundaries and upsetting normal conventions for the sake of being provocative. There’s a part of my personality that is deliberately oppositional for the sake of being contrary. I like to argue. I like it best when I’m wrong because I can change. But there is a matter of decorum to consider and I am an observer of the classical forms of engagement. This creates situations where I do not feel I can be my true self especially where it regards professional matters. There’s a fine line that I walk in this world to maintain a certain balance. I’m currently experiencing a period of rapid exponential growth and the wrong move made at the wrong time could threaten what I’m building for myself. Navigating these waters is an adventure. While I am thankful for every moment I get, there are some things that stir me. It seems I’m {not} beyond helping myself after all.
I am the greatest there has ever been.
Kenny Rogers, The Greatest
She’s So High — Tal Bachman Like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite.
It’s not like I haven’t put in the effort. When I compare myself to who I was ‘Yesterday’ I find marked and measured improvement. I’m nowhere near where I want to be, but I’m moving roughly in that direction. I’d wager that’s worth something pretty pretty. It may be true that nice guys finish last but at least I am going to finish. I’m also really not that nice, though I do put on a good show. It really is all about timing. To everything (turn, turn, turn) there is a season (turn, turn, turn)…
But lately I am beginning to find that I should be the one behind the wheel.
Incubus, Drive
Drive Me Wild — Sawyer Brown Sometimes.
I have no idea what the future holds. I’m living day by day, week by week, month by month, year by year. I have an agenda, complete with step-by-step action plans, brainstorms, and more data than I could ever process if I had a thousand lifetimes. The biggest problem I face on any given day is getting started. It can be like pulling teeth to get myself to do exactly what I plan for in any given day. I believe part of this stems from the convenient number of distractions I face coupled with an inconvenient number of options. It’s been said by people smarter than me that real creative freedom often comes with limitation. If you give a person all the colors in the world to start with, it is likely to freeze progress. But if you start by giving them only a few, it makes it easier for them to produce higher quality art faster. A guitarist in a magazine I once read said the key was to pick one thing to master. I think that’s at least worthy of a moment’s thought.
Who wants a drink, bitch?
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Play That Funky Music — Wild Cherry Movin’ to the groove.
I really think you have to enjoy yourself a little. If you aren’t finding some measure of joy in your life, you are bound to be doing something wrong. In the movie Zombieland, the hero lived by a strict set of rules that allowed him to successfully live as a human being in a world populated almost entirely by zombies. Rule #32 was a particularly wise proverb in my estimation because it admonishes us to enjoy the little things. I’ve made it a custom to look for things I like in people rather than the flaws. Indeed, I think there’s even a psalm that says something to that effect. (Psalms 130:3) Look for the silver lining in every situation. Sometimes you can find tools in the most unlikely places, but you have to look.
That’s me in the corner. That’s me in the spotlight losing my religion.
REM, Losing My Religion
Crazy — Gnarls Barkley Do you think you’re in control?
Who do you think you are? Who do you think people think you are? Did you know that people will tell you what they think of you if you let them? It can be quite entertaining, but the real utility comes with altering your own perceptions. What other people think shouldn’t have any undue effect on your personal self-image, but it does have a tangible effect on the world. People act differently based on the things they think. Even more to the point, people act irrationally based on the the things that they think. So if someone has got your character confused in his, her, or its head, you are going to experience dissonance during your interaction. Communication is the way to clear out all obstacles. Why is it so hard to talk to some people?
All the worldās a stage, And all the men and women merely players;
William Shakespeare, As You Like It
I feel like writing about Power Rangers. And because I’m a go getter who goes after the things he wants in life, I’m doing exactly that. Enjoy.
Power/Ranger:Z
1. Hey. Why Not?
Z was surrounded. He had the mooks exactly where he wanted them. He couldn’t help but smile. This was going to be easy. More importantly: it was going to be fun. He closed his eyes and casually activated the chakras in his hands. The gold energy flowed forth over his body. In one exhilarating heartbeat the transformation was complete. The transformation was explosive and the mooks were thrown back. Z opened his eyes.
His vision was now enhanced with a sophisticated heads-up display which was currently displaying threat assessment levels. He was also treated to a sort of neural augmentation which allowed him to think clearer, faster, and at a higher level than normal. He knew the mooks wouldn’t be down long. Unfortunately for them Z was also gifted with enhanced speed and agility. He was on the first two before they got to their knees. He took the second two before they fully got their feet. That only left four. They spread out. Two mooks were roughly covering his front and two were behind him. They were closing the distance but there was a level of uncertainty to their movements. It was almost as if they knew what was coming.
With his right leg Z mule kicked the mook behind him and to the right. It staggered back while it crumbled, panic expressed violently across its face. Apparently these things could feel fear. That was new. While he was distracted by this momentary realization, the mook at his left front came at him with furious abandon. Its face was met with Z’s gauntleted fist. Its head was promptly turned to dust as its body crumbled headless to the ground. Two left.
Z waited. He had all the time in the world. There was no sense rushing this. Only a fool would be quick with the violence. Affairs like these require surgical precision. A lot of pain and heartache can be saved with something as simple as patience. But a moment passed. And another. The mooks never attacked. Instead they backed off. Another first. What the heck was going on?
Using his neural connection, he flexed his helmet like as if it was a finger or a toe. His helmet retracted into his suit. He wanted to see this with his own eyes. When the mooks saw this they turned around and ran in opposite directions. There was no way Z could physically catch them both without expending some serious juice, and the Power takes time to recharge. He could shoot them. That would solve the problem, for sure, but it somehow wouldn’t be right. Z was wracked with indecision.
You look like a man who takes himself too seriously .
The Scarecrow, Batman Begins
I Will Win — Ron Wasserman, That’s a wrap
Will Z slaughter the remaining mooks? Will Z find out why the mooks are acting funny? Will we ever find out what a mook is? Until next time, Thank you;
I don’t need no arms around me. And I don’t need no drugs to calm me. I have seen the writing on the wall.
Pink Floyd, Another Brick in the Wall (Part 3)
Bulletroof — La Roux, This time.
Climbing that Great Big Hill
When you live with anxiety, doing even simple things can seem like the end of the world. It’s a really surreal experience and hard to describe to someone who has never experienced it. Generally speaking, it’s the lead up to an event that is the most difficult to navigate. In my experience, the thing I’m worried about is almost never as bad as the actual event itself. That’s a reassuring fact, to say the least, but it doesn’t immediately solve the problem. As far as I’ve discovered, there is no substitute for simple “Grinning” and “Bearing.” The ancients understood better than we ever could that ‘Life is Suffering.’ Thanks to the advancements that allow us to live as we do, this suffering has been greatly reduced. Many of the problems facing modern people are pretty superficial within the scope of our own mortality. I take great comfort in knowing that I am not actually alone. I have to say, though, that it can be a total bitch.
āStrikes and gutters, ups and downs.ā
The Dude, The Big Lebowski
Not Afraid — Eminem, We can walk this road together.
Another Word for Hesitation
I’m the type of person who likes to weigh consequences. I like to take my time and think about things, consider the issue before making any sort of grand gesture. I think keeping it simple is usually the best solution, and I like to temper it with telling the truth. The problem, near as I can tell, is that the more neurotic aspects of a personality like to highlight some of the more negative possibilities, and that can drive a person down a wild rabbit hole. This is not helped by the fact that other people descend into hell, and I’ve been there a time or two myself. Mistakes do have consequences after all. But there’s also a limited window of opportunity that isn’t necessarily going to strike more than once, if at all. It’s in those moments when preparation has to meet opportunity, or you are simply shit out of luck.
I’m up all night to get lucky.
Daft Punk, Get Lucky
Surfing with the Alien — Joe Satriani, Surf’s Up.
&& Making Waves
While there are many things in life that are simply out of a person’s control, I refuse to believe that we are anything except for the arbitrators of our own destiny. I subscribe to a sort of hyper-individualist thought process which causes me to place an emphasis on personal responsibility coupled with freedom of expression. This means that, essentially, I believe it’s our job as individual people to find our own purpose and meaning in life, divorced from whatever collectivist ideology happens to be in vogue at the time. I find my time much better spent bettering myself than blaming others for the bad things in my life. Even the people I have conflict with are not my enemies. I do not dislike them as people. I actually enjoy conflict.
With a rebel yell she cried “More! More! More!”
Billy Idol, Rebel Yell
I Don’t Wanna Stop — Ozzy Osbourne, Everybody’s Walking. Nobody’s Talking. It looks a lot better from here.
Salt and Pepper
There are blessings and there are curses that come with every kind of gift. Everybody, not one person excluded, has felt unbelievable pain. This is an interesting point to take into consideration. I find myself to be extremely conscientious of other people in a way that exceeds virtue. There are many reasons for this, but one of them is an exceptional level of empathy. I’ve been accused from time to time of being cold and unsympathetic, but that couldn’t be any further from the truth. There came a point in my life when I started caring more about facts than I did about feelings because it occurred to me that such a course was actually better for the people around me. I don’t believe bending the truth helps the people I care about in any way. It might be easier in the moment, but there are long term consequences. You might think you’re doing someone a favor by shielding them from harsh realities, or by letting them continue in an intangible delusion, but no good deed goes unpunished.
Do what thou Will shall be the whole of the Law.
Love is the Law.
Love under Will.
Aleister Crowley
Everybody Wants to Rule the World — Tears for Fears, Welcome to your life.
What’s Overwhelming About Power?
Every person is an infinity. There is limitless potential in every single human being on the planet. While it may be going too far to say that everybody could do everything, or even that anybody could do anything, there’s a lot to be said about what people are capable of as individuals and as a group. That’s part of what interests me about people so much. It’s also what drives me nuts. There is absolutely no way to every truly quantify a person. A human being is an end unto him, her, or it-self. Think about that and apply it to yourself. Who could you be if you were the best version of yourself? Contemplate that for a moment.
Will you be walking in a straight line? Now you know crime doesn’t pay.
Boy George, Nice and Slow
The Way You Make Me Feel — Michael Jackson, This beat is Legendary.
Offensively Defensive
What do you suppose it is that stops a person from going after the things he or she wants? A better question might be: What stops you from doing it? It is my heartfelt belief that everybody has moments where they quaver at the thought of simply being happy. Maybe it’s the vulnerability. Maybe it’s the idea that the dream is better than the reality. I think it’s because people do not value themselves as much as they should. I’ve been reading a really good book* lately that talks about just that thing. Did you know that people are more likely to take better care of their pets than they are themselves? I find that astounding. I wonder where that comes from. The solution posed in the book is simply genius: “Treat yourself like someone you are responsible for helping.” What do you think about that?
I’m starting with the man in the mirror. I’m asking him to change his ways.
Michael Jackson, Man in the Mirror
It’s the End of the World — REM, I feel fine.
That’s all for now.
Until next time,
Thank you;
*12 Rules for Life: An Antidote to Chaos by Jordan B. Peterson.
“I think it’s time we stop, children, what’s that sound? Everybody look what’s going down.”
For What It’s Worth -Buffalo Springfield (1966)
Video Killed the Radio Star — The Buggles The first song to play on MTV
Choosing a Path
When it comes to selecting music to play and share, I sometimes pause for a minute to reflect on the message I am sending when I hit that button. As it happens, I have a very diverse and eclectic taste for music which I couple with some very strong opinions on that matter. Not everything is flattering, but I suppose that’s the nature of the beast. It’s not my fault if everyone I know seems to listen to crap. I’m just being hyperbolic, after all.
” My neck, my back, lick my pussy and my crack.”
Trash, (And seriously. WTF is wrong you? This is not my only example.)
Electric Avenue — Eddie Grant Not Trash
The Onslaught
The problem comes when I decide the spark of inspiration has struck me and I get to feeling really good about myself I start flooding the world with music. While that’s nice, it’s not exactly neighborly for the people who have their timelines flooded with various music examples. I’ve played with different ways to ameliorate that problem, but each solution requires effort and I don’t know which I really prefer.
“Excuse me while I kiss the sky.”
Purple Haze -Jimi Hendrix
Comfort Eagle — Cake And then there’s this.
Dark Work
There’s a lot I work on behind the scenes and I’m eventually going to have to show it to people. It doesn’t do me any good to learn all these special skills which I’ve supposedly built up if I never put a single one of them to use. The only real way to do that involves other people. It’s an everlasting fact of life. It takes time to build up momentum. It’s not just about being motivated, it’s also about being disciplined, patient, and passionate. I think it also has something to do with intent. There’s something to be said for having goals, but the underlying question becomes: “Why are those your goals?” That’s a good question.
“There’s a certain mad beauty to unorthodoxy.”
Dick Cavett, September 9, 1969
Time of the Season — Zombies Fair Enough.
Let it Go
With that out of the way, I think about the extremes. There’s only so far in any given direction that I’m willing to go. In point-of-fact, I’m actually quite liberal in most degrees, but where those lines falter I’m particularly uncompromising. I can always change my mind.
“You’d better change it back or we will both be sorry.”
Don’t You Want Me -The Human League
Tony the Beat — The Sounds I mean…yes.
The Source of Power
It’s not like I can’t go to the deep, dark, gritty depths. Anyone can bang the shit out of a drum, slam a guitar, or do beat poetry over digital samples. Great. But when it sucks, it sucks. And so much of it sucks, I do not understand how it sells. I do not understand how people could possibly enjoy any of this trash without the aid of mass hysteria (It’s a party, by George!) and drugs (Read: Alcohol). I say this knowing full well how guilty I am in my own right, but that doesn’t negate the fact that I frequently watch people singing songs that contradict their spoken values on every conceivable level. It’s Wacko, Yacko, and Dot.
” How can I help it if I think you’re funny when you’re mad?”
When it comes to forming arguments and engaging in debate, there are Universal Laws that must be followed in order to produce a valid conceptual landscape. A failure to follow these Laws results in a Fallacy, which ultimately invalidates the entire argument from which it stems. The problem with that should be obvious. And invalid argument cannot possibly apply to anything. The point becomes moot. And so it is that one must always be on the lookout for fallacies. {One must not always call them out.}
Correcting the Fallacy
“Rhythm: You have it or you don’t; that’s a fallacy.”
Clint Eastwood -Gorillaz
Fallacy Definition, Google Search
There are actually several types of fallacies that rear their heads in arguments, and they happen all the time. The problem of course is that they sound good and, so far as they are consistent with our individual narratives, can be very easy and rather convenient to accept at face value for want of a closer inspection. And that’s basically how it works. In the most general sense, people do not intentionally use and cite fallacies in personal discussion. Likewise, people do not like the dissonance that comes with the realization of a fallacy. It can be psychologically painful. And that, I pose, is a great source of many problems within dialectics and debates across the ideological spectrum.
Refining the Argument
” Work it Harder. Make it Better, Do it Faster, Makes us Stronger.”
Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger -Daft Punk
Having the ability to recognize a fallacy, with practice, grants one the ability to sort them out and restructure your conceptual layout. It can be an arduous process. It requires a person to go, step by step, and examine everything he or she believes at the most core level and consider the reasons for and ramifications of such belief. There are natural conclusions to everything if you follow the trail far enough. The facts are the most important thing.
