Stream of Consciousness & Music Reviews

  Cardium was dying. His body had long since started showing the effects of the negligence being forced on it. He had given up trying to get water from the slight dew that built up on the stone cliff; he resigned it to be as useless for survival as anything else there, wherever ‘there’ was. Nothing he could even consider eating resembled food in the slightest, save for the earthy smell of the cedar trees and their branches reminding him of root spices. He might have liked a walking stick, but none of the limbs on the ever present cedars were low enough to snap off and he could never find any laying on the ground. He didn’t even try to use the dark red grass for anything. So on he went, although he was also letting go of walking as well. His body was always protesting any form of movement, even when still. He knew that his body was running on fumes. It had been simply too long since he had eaten or drank anything, and it was very painfully apparent to him.  His pattern of...

          I don’t expect this to be found by any Humans, so I’ll give some context. Humans come from a planet called The Earth. The Earth orbits a yellow star in the natively named Milky Way Galaxy. Humans first left The Earth about 1,900 years after we started keeping measured track of time (in the “20th century”), although we only went to our moon at the time. A little under 200 years later we managed to go to the next furthest planet from our star in their solar system (Mars). Half a century later Humans cracked light speed travel and began to explore beyond The Earth’s solar system. Humans always recalled wanting to explore “the stars”, so leaving our native solar system, and quickly after the galaxy, was natural after engineering the means to do so. I won’t explain any of our “first contacts” with other lifes or history in the wider universe since you almost assuredly already know.  After becoming an established entry in the wider universe, sett...

      I don't review movies, but I wanted to write out my thoughts on Scotland, PA in full. Scotland, PA is an adaptation of Macbeth set in the 1970's, with Scottish royalty traded in for fast food. Spoilers for both the movie and the original play (both are good, I suggest watching them, the play probably has productions on youtube and the movie is free on pluto), and I'll be speaking as if you already know the play. I'm looking at the movie in two lights: how good it is as just a movie, and how good it is as an adaptation of the play.      Firstly, how well does it stand on its own? I'd say it fairs pretty well. The fast food setting is intriguing enough, especially after "Mac" kills Duncan and buys the restaurant. The progression of the building along with McBeth's rise is nice, especially since the set design of the place is amazing (although I am a sucker for that retro fast food look, so I'm probably biased here). And along with the sets, the...

    After months of development, the thing that I've been working on is finally complete! I semi-proudly present the "Choose Your Own Square-venture!" A small choose your own adventure game that's focused around the simple concept of a plain square. It's a little difficult to discuss the premise without directly spoiling some of the content, so I'll leave it to you to see everything that it has to offer. If you have any questions/feedback/problems/etc., please either contact me on Twitter or with a comment on this post and I will be more than happy to talk to you about it! Link to the game!     A small note that I recommend you read before playing the game: this is the first time that I've worked with any sort of code. And on top of that, this is in a coding language that isn't as common as something like Java or Python. So if there's any jank or things that aren't working like how they're supposed to, I apologize and encourage you to reach...

     The sky was a vibrant blue. There wasn’t a cloud anywhere in sight. It was well lit, as if someone was holding a flashlight up to a piece of tissue paper. You could look up into it and swear you were staring straight at a painting. To go along with the picturesque sky was some of the best weather that Cardium had seen in many years; a constant 67 degree temperature keeping you cool but not chilled, and a slight breeze of warm air coming by at what always seemed the perfect time. Yet it's only witness had no wonder or awe about it.      Cardium wandered along the cliffs, adrift in a thoughtless state. Nothing crossed his mind, nor had anything for what he felt to be quite a while. Not the near-perfect weather which had persisted for days, nor how the sun never seemed to budge even an inch in the sky. Not even the grass below his pacing feet, which was all a deep crimson as though it had been bathed in blood. Cardium might have been intrigued by these t...

 hello . I think I'm here now . although 'now' isn't a very good descriptor . did I use descriptor right ? I don't now . it has been a long time since I've been in school .  that doesn't matter . you should be able to get this . I've been trying to get this through for a while . I think I have at least . this medium should do well enough . there are still some kinks in getting this to work . hopefully this will still get wherever it needs to go . you cannot respond . you've never met me . chances are you never will . I don't have any precise control over where I go . I'm able to sway it somewhat but the final decision is not mine . everything is foggy . and pitch black .  keeping on track . you should know who I am . who am I ? do you already know ? my name isn't any good . there's no way it could belong to me . it's belonged to so many others . it wouldn't fit anymore even if I was the only one to have it .  I should stop get...

     Hello. Most of my writing pieces on this site aren't actually stream of consciousness in form, I do usually do some revising and put at least a semblance of thought into my work; I just chose to name this after stream of consciousness because it sounds cool and is vaguely similar to how I write. This piece, however, will  actually be stream of consciousness, mostly because I have things in my head that I want to get down but have no real place to go, so I'll just be leaving them here. I won't be tweeting this one out like I usually do with posts on here, so if you're reading this: hello.      I want to talk about life. Not necessarily existential-type stuff, although it may be pertinent to at least keep in mind. So, just get "deep" for a second and think about your own mortality, the fact that no matter how influential you are you'll never truly make any lasting impact, and the time before and after the universe. Now, let's actually  talk abo...

    This is just gonna be a rant. I'm not being a character or trying to be satirical, this is genuine frustration. Now, let's talk about why I hate Spotify Voice. Spotify Voice is the implemented voice control for the mobile app for premium users. Why do you think people use voice controls for things like this? Situations when it's inconvenient to use their hands or they just can't. For me, I like to listen to music when I'm driving and showering, two situations where it's very inconvenient for me to pick up my phone to skip a song or change the music, because I'd either have to take my eyes off the road and hands off the wheel when driving or step out of the shower and dry off my whole arm so water doesn't drip onto my phone. The point is, you'd think that voice controls would be implemented so that you would actually, you know, use your voice as the control. Apparently Spotify doesn't think this. The way that you use Spotify Voice is: you go t...

Malls were a big part of defining the 2000's for teens and their generation. They were a popular location to hang out, with places to eat, things to buy, and a location away from the home, and thus away from the parents, which allows for more freedom. Through the years, malls have declined in popularity among youth, especially with the rise of online shopping, food delivery services, and ways of communicating online, such as social media and various chatting apps and platforms. And with the coronavirus and quarantine of 2020, it looks like "mall culture" may be officially dead.      There may soon be a replacement, though. "Sewer culture", that being hanging out in sewers and drain pipes in the same vain as mall culture, has the potential to be just as big, if not bigger than mall culture was in the 2000's. It can check off almost all of the same factors that made malls so popular. For starters, it's a place separate from the home, allowing for more free...

Before I begin, can we just take a moment to reflect on the war on drugs and how awful it was? Like, D.A.R.E was such a bad program, that it was already getting cut out of public schools by the time that my school introduced my grade to it. That, and pretty much all of the government's efforts, were useless, and if anything, only had adverse effects, making things like recreational marijuana use rise in popularity among high school and college age students (to my knowledge, that may just be my idealistic child-view of the world and I just didn't know how popular it was before I found out it was even a thing). Now, the motivations behind it wasn't entirely bad, a lot of drugs are highly addictive and harmful in both the long and short term, some more than others. Because of this, and how poorly the government tried to deal with it, I have devised a plan to accomplish what they wanted to, but theoretically effectively. The method is simple: create a monopoly.      Befo...

We all know about death, it happens all the time. Despite how common it is, I'd be willing to bet that you don't know that much about what actually happens to people who die before they get buried, cremated or whatever happens to them. I didn't either, so I took it upon myself to go undercover as a fake corpse to uncover the secrets being kept from the living public.      First, I had to create a realistic and believable way to disguise myself as a corpse. I started with immediately training my lungs to be able to hold in air for prolonged periods of time, and subsequently lower my heart rate to a near undetectable rate in order to be able to physically imitate a dead person. During this process I started planning how I needed to appear and where I needed to be. About $30 worth of fake blood applicable bruises and cuts would satisfy the former, which just left the location where my "corpse" would be discovered. I wanted it to be in a location where nobody would ...