Geordan Raisler

The Mind, a voice or voices?

Geordan — Tue, 07 Jul 2009 16:13:55 +0000

This thought occured to me as I was going to sleep the other day, (or trying too, lately I have been having insomnia), and I was thinking about school next year. I felt like I had mixed emotions, like a part of me wanted to go to school, meet new people, and get a new schedule. Another part of me didn’t want my summer to end…ever. I believe that the mind isn’t just our body controller. I think our mind is like many people with their own opinion, each saying something that contributes to our overall emotion, or opinion. Kind of like a senate of sorts. I also thought that if that there was only one “person” inside our heads, we would all be exactly alike, with an unchanging emotion. You ask, “Well, what if that so-called “person” was different every time?” If each of these “people” harbor only one emotion, or viewpoint, and there was only one “person” that makes up the mind, then sure people would be different, but every so often there would be people with the same emotion, or same opinion on something. With an idea of many voices, many emotions, and many ideas, people start to have different emotions, harbor many viewpoints at the same time. Not only do they display emotion differently than each other, but when there is a decision, they can choose to be in the middle.

Geordan’s Thoughts – A person is in control of his/her emotions and opinions, but the many voices that make up our mind contribute toward those emotions and opinions.

Honoring Michael Jackson

Geordan — Fri, 03 Jul 2009 03:53:10 +0000

Hard to believe that just a week ago the King of Pop passed away, but a part of me doesn’t seem to register the fact that he is gone. I guess the thing that makes me feel this way are his songs. Michael may be dead, but he is forever immortallized through his music. Its amazing, how, when one puts enough effort, momentum into something, nothing, not even death can stop that momentum, and it is this momentum, that still makes me feel as if he is still alive, ready to show the world more of his music.

On another note, Michael Jackson’s music stays popular even with a bunch of newer artists contributing to the genre. His songs, such as Billie Jean, Thriller, Beat it, and my favorite, Smooth Criminal, (Which I am actually listening to as I type), are still modern despite the fact that they have quite a few years on them.

Anyways, the thought of Michael Jackson will live on in my heart forever, and when I listen to his music I will feel joyful knowing that he was alive during my generation, but also saddened that my children won’t be able to witness him while he was alive.

Geordan’s Thoughts – Michael Jackson may have died, but his legacy lives on through his music.

Update

Geordan — Fri, 19 Jun 2009 19:02:36 +0000

Hey, sorry for the long time of inactivity. I’m going to start posting more often so keep your eyes open!

What Do I Believe In?

Geordan — Fri, 13 Mar 2009 02:56:56 +0000

Its kinda complex…though simple. I am always asked the question, “what is your religion?” I usually can’t answer, and before the silence gets awkward, I say, “Catholic, yea I’m Roman Catholic.” Truth is, I’ve never read the bible, probably never will, and I couldn’t even tell you what I believe in, except that, our lord is god, and Jesus is his savior, or messenger, or maybe bagboy. Then the whole conversation starts and, depending on if they are Christian or not, and if they are, what sect, they will rampage about either how our ideas are the greatest or how the system is faulty. Mom always said, Politics and Religion are the two most dangerous topics.

Which, in a sense is true because people at one time, did not fight for land or glory, they fought for god. I remember from my history studies about the Crusades, battles that were createdto take back the holy land. The Crusaders were ruthless after they claimed land in the Middle East, in the name of god. They slaughtered thousands of innocents, just cause they were thought to be heathens. If you look closely at the Muslim peoples, they always tolerated Christians because we were people of the book. They had the Quar’an, we have the Bible. Now everyone has differing opinions, but when they are as severe as how the world was made, they are prepared to die with the thought. Christianity, in my opinion, harbors the most thick-skulled people I’ve seen, most who will not open their eyes to other thoughts, or even consider them, not saying they should. Still though, Christianity has one of the largest amount different sects, just going down the list:

Roman Catholicism
Orthodox
Puritan
Protestant
Lutheran
Those Polygamists
And the people who look like they came off the Mayflower…

There are a LOT more than that, and they all have little fun gimmicks that make ‘em different, I bet one believes poker night is Friday. Regardless, it is still mind boggling how quarrelsome these critters are. I believe in Ireland there are suicide bombers between to sects just because of divorce issues.

Still though it is all very confusing. Why do we place all these laws and restrictions in place when religion is about god, or your god-like equivalent(s). If whoever he is placed us here I think it would be to enjoy the world, not torment myself with laws.

Now your asking, “Well if no religion is good enough for you G-dog, then what do you believe in?” Well, I believe we evolved, yes I know about the fact we could have been mudfish, but see it as we are the only species on the planet to get this far, lets give ourselves a pat on the back. I also believe that we are, no, all living things are connected to a higher source. Another thing, apparently there are angels, which are in most religions, if you look for key words, they help the wayward soul. I don’t agree, instead I believe there is only one who can get you out of the mess you dug yourself into, yup, yourself.

Geordans’ Thoughts – All in all, we are all connected somehow no matter our belief, and we are the creators of our fate.

Road Rash

Geordan — Tue, 27 Jan 2009 21:30:26 +0000

This weekend I had the opportunity to go along with the Bracci family, neighbors on my street, for a wonderful Sunday ride on one of the community trails. Saying yes I ran home, threw on a cap, packed some water, got my bike, and started riding up to the house my neighbors, thrilled. After getting my bike packed, and buckling myself in I noticed some of my co-bikers. Devon Bracci and his friend Caleb tagged along for the ride as did Christopher Bracci. Finally reaching the destination I got on my bike and started to dash around going super fast. After three miles of riding, and attempting to race Devon’s friend Caleb, we approach this huge overpass. Chris was ahead on the bridge and stopped. As I passed he told me we were going back. Getting an idea, I waited for my path to be clear. Mounting my bike I start riding. Now I started to go down the slope of the overpass, increasing in speed, I finally hit the bottom and did a victory sign with my arm, making a fist stretching it out and pulling it back in. Unfortuanatly I forgot that I was going super fast and my left arm isn’t my lead arm. So my bike gets tipped off balance and the weight of the bike plus me is sent to the ground. Instict kicks in and I try to brake with my foot, not my actual brakes. Now my foot is twisted under my wheel and my hands and knees are scraping along the roa d at full speed. Finally I stop. Looking at my hands, which now look like a small dog started eating them, and my knees, which are now bloodied due to high velocity scraping, I remember my father telling me to watch out for myself and to not get hurt. Now I have to ride three miles back before I can apply any sort of crude first aid. Luckily Mr. Bracci had brought some water and I used it clean my wounds. Just goes to show, disaster can happan in a blink of an eye.

Geordans’ Thoughts – Treat everyday like it is the last, say good bye to that person and really mean it because it could be the last time they see you, or the last time you see them. Enjoy every part of life that day because you could get into that car accident, or have a plane crash, or even have a biking accident. Live each day like the last.

Newspaper Article – Jacob Hoyer

Geordan — Sat, 17 Jan 2009 18:01:41 +0000

Today I was reading, a newspaper in a local library, and I noticed this article by Jacob Hoyer, titled “Pour your energy into living instead of avoiding death”. He talked about his adventure to Africa and stated that things move much slower over there, stating,”If someone says he will pick you up at 9 o’clock it actually means you will see him between 10 and 11″. He was also amased that the children had never seen a person of his color before. The main thing that caught my eye, though, was when Jacob noticed that men were selling coffins on the side of the street. Mr. Hoyer was also invited to a funeral in which village patriarch had passed away. Jacob goes on to say that death seems to be a commonplace in Africa, and how differently we would live if death was considered a part of life…

Geordan’s Thoughts – Life doesn’t just mean to live…it also means to die. Life is balanced in this aspect completing a cycle. Most people try to “run away” from death by making themselves look younger, diets, hair dyes, and injections. I feel that Jacob Hoyer’s article is very powerful in the aspect that one should just enjoy life and the many phases that one encounters.

Fort Lauderdale and a Tan

Geordan — Mon, 12 Jan 2009 23:08:27 +0000

Finally after roughly three months my family headed down to Ft Lauderdale for business meeting. Now I’m not much of a business person so instead I hung out with my friend Zach. Before this happened though I was intent on heading to the beach to work on a tan because Oviedo is slowly turning me whiter and whiter. Anyways my vacationing headquarters was the Courtyard Marriot that is jam packed with history for myself.

In the early years that I spent in Fort Lauderdale, my family never owned a pool, so hearing about the courtyard marriot hotel we hatched a plan. One night around 7:00 my father and I visited the hotel. Seeing that the pool gate was unlocked we slipped in and enjoyed the pool. This went on for months, also inviting friends on occasions to the “local” pool. One day though we found that the point of entry had been locked, thus ending anymore pool activities.

So I guess its ironic that the hotel that I…used for swimming activities would be the same hotel that I would eventualy stay at for the night. Well even though there was a bill attached to this adventure, it was worth it.

Geordan’s Thoughts – Life has a way of taking you back to the beginning.

The Daily Grind

Geordan — Wed, 07 Jan 2009 03:04:44 +0000

Ugh, waking up at 6:20 isn’t fun. This week has been my first week of school after holiday break, (please give me just One more day, PLEASE!), and after being used to 10:00am wake up times…well lets just say I’ve been rest’less’ for these few days back on the job.

Nothing has changed, maybe my skin which is now an odd “Daylight Lightbulb White” color, same school, same teacher, same work, and same bland cafeteria food. Oh well, at least I know that there is only a half of the school year left. Hmmm, wonder if I’ll be having the same kind of coffee tomorrow too…

Geordans’ Thoughts – Life is a cycle, it starts, and it ends. It is up to us to make our time on this world meaningful.

Happy New Year!

Geordan — Fri, 02 Jan 2009 03:32:04 +0000

Happy new year! Todays the big day, the day we make new goals for 2009, and the day we see if we accomplished the goals of the yesteryear. “Did I lose that twenty pounds?”, or “Did I learn how to dance?”, or even ” Did I spend some time with my family?” will turn into future goals, or be revised. So with a pop of champagne, (not for me…), some fireworks, and resolutions in hand lets make this year, 2009, the greatest!

Geordans’ Thoughts – The deadline of a goal shouldn’t be treated with misery, “Aw It didn’t work out the way it was supposed too”, It should be treated with optimism, more like, “Ok, now I know how to fix it”. Life wasn’t created to worry over things, it was created to enjoy everything, even the downfalls. Life is the process of change, we continue to change to find a better outcome. So if that goal wasn’t achieved this year, then change the process of obtaining that goal. How many goals did you achieve this year?

Air Balloon Ride

Geordan — Sat, 27 Dec 2008 22:29:20 +0000

A few days ago, (the 24th to be exact), I had an adventure with’ my parents. Waking up at 4:24, I exit my bedroom, get a glass of water, all while bleary-eyed, and go back to bed happy to have attained moisture for the my body’s metabolic procedures. After achieving a comfortable sleeping position, I start to dose away when I hear…”GEORDAN…get up, we gotta go!”, looking at my alarm clock I realize that its 4:30. Trying to remember how I got washed up, dressed, and how I arrived at a hotel was like trying to remember a dream…you only get bits and pieces. So now sitting in the hotels’ restaurant, pen in hand, and a waiver in front of me, saying “Heck I only got one life to live.”, I sign the waiver. Next thing I know I’m on a field with twenty other people I don’t know watching men blow up gigantic balloons. Climbing into the basket of the hot air balloon, (which is starting to leave the ground), I whip out my camera phone, but think twice because the last thing I want to do is drop my phone. We start leaving the ground and gently drift upwards into the sky. Still early in the morn, I get a glimpse of the rising sun, not thinking twice, I whip out my camera phone for the second time, take a shot, and quickly put it back in my pocket. We keep gliding along the currents at a “quick” 38 Mph, and set down an hour later, they served champagne for a successful flight, and everyone got a glass…except me, (bluffs don’t work like they used too…). I would recommend anyone to take a hot air balloon ride for this one reason…

Geordans’ Thoughts – Being in a modern world surrounded by noise, cars, phones, music, TV, computers, etc. it’s hard to take some time away to be in a silent place for a while. Being in the balloon, one realizes how quiet the natural world can be, and one almost reconnects to themselves in quietness. Do you have a silent place?