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PyroSpoken “Heart Felt”[Official Video]

PyroSpoken-“Heart Felt”(Spoken Word)2010

http://pyrospoken.bandcamp.com/

http://www.mediafire.com/?qt3zg971464o48a

produce by: Strategy e.s

Directed by: Morgan “Kid Noodles” Vannavilaithong

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Before Spring Break. And then we have a week off. My spring quarter is going to be ridiculously busy though: 19 units, plus a job as an orientation leader, and surfing class on the weekends, I need to get ready. So that’s what’s up right now…

But what I’m really thinking about is how much of a bubble this University is.  There’s been major political events in Egypt and Libya and Japan is absolutely decimated by the earthquake, tsunami, fire combo that just happened (Seriously wtf, that’s just too much). And yet, I hear very little of it. We don’t watch the news (or TV at all) in my suite, and school, going out, or video games dominate the majority of the day.

I want to be more involved, and actually make a difference. I need to look into this and figure out how.

I went on chatroullete the other night from like 2:00-4:30 Am, when I really should have been sleeping. I know what your thinking “Oh, that website where all you see is penis?” No. It actually wasn’t that bad. Omeggle’s a different story. But yeah, back to what I was saying. After talking to a variety of people for 2.5 hours I realized just how amazing the world today is. We can go online and talk to people across the world that we will never meet ever in our lives, and likely will never talk to them again. I made friends with a group of girls that are from Siberia, frickin SIBERIA; I didn’t even know Siberia had invented televisions yet.

It’s interesting how disconnected we are from everyone else. We live in this little protective bubble, and most of us never take the time to familiarize ourselves with 99% of the people we see every day. Last time I went to Las Vegas, my dad and I were at the Benihana’s in the Hilton Las Vegas, and I met a British boy my age. Him and I spoke for about two straight hours about our life, how it was to live in our respective nations, politics, sports, and ultimately learned a great deal from one another. The best part about it was that after all of it we never even thought about asking each other for our names. We just talked. 

I want to walk up to random people and just ask them for their life story. I don’t know why. It might be how true knowledge is formed.