Puerto Rican blurbs on every day life.
December 13, 2011 by Debbie

Appearance vs. Reality

One of the fundamental debates in the Metaphysics branch of Philosophy (of which I am not particularly fond) is that of appearance versus reality. Questions posed by…

  • Bertrand Russell: How can I know that what I am seeing is really real? Further, which table is real – the table that I see when I am standing in front of it or beside it (i.e. from which perspective), or the table that I see in my mind’s eye? What about the hills and slopes under the microscope?
  • Martin Heidegger: Why are there beings at all instead of nothing?
  • Rene Descartes/David Hume: How can I be certain that I am not dreaming and “tomorrow” I will wake up and repeat the day?
Don’t worry, this is not going to turn into a post about Metaphysics. Like I said, I hate Metaphysics and cannot be bothered to read much more into it than you have just been exposed to. That was just supposed to be a “hook” paragraph to confuse you and persuade you to read more. See? I learned something in this bullshit writing class.

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August 4, 2011 by Debbie

Am I really beginning to get depressed over this ridiculousness again?

Note: I haven’t even been remembering my dreams lately. When I do, they most certainly have not been about my ex, and I certainly have not been thinking about her in this light. However, as dreams have the tendency to do, I’ve been put in the strangest of moods over the dream I had last night. I bet the melatonin had something to do with. Oh well. I did get all Freudian on this dream, but that’s an explanation that’s neither here nor there. So, while my blog posts have been exponentially less severe with respect to my slowly mending heart as time goes on, I’ll have to post with some severity today for the sake of this blog post that is too good of a writing opportunity to pass up. The dream had so many underlying meanings, that I simply could not pass up the opportunity to write about it.

Also, I’m cheating and making this part of Free Write Wednesday, even though that day has already happened this week. Sorry.

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April 11, 2011 by Debbie

Tell me we’ve finally made it through.

Alright. I need someone to tell me why I’ve been tired all the time, no matter how much sleep I get. I’ve also been having crazy dreams. I mean, legit crazy dreams. Like, sometimes, they’ll be about me killing someone, sometimes they’ll be about someone killing me, but most of the time, they’re “stress” dreams: like, this morning I was so tired that I skipped my 9:00a.m. class, and I had a dream in the 9:00-12:00 gap where I went to the class and sat on the opposite side of the room that I usually sit on because I wanted to flirt with a lesbian over there. The prof did an attendance check, then got pissed at me for sitting on the opposite side of the room than I usually do, and made me move to the other side.

I did get the lesbian’s number. And she really exists IRL – but she sits on the other side of the room and leaves quick/gets there late… so I don’t ever really have an opportunity to talk to her. Meh.

- Debbie

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