<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10815342</id><updated>2012-01-06T07:22:13.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joe's Philosophy</title><subtitle type='html'>This website contains epiphanies of the aspiring philosopher, Joe:
"I'm not here to tell people how to live their life, I only tell people how they have already lived it."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10815342/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02091962659229049504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10815342.post-7936868864026229464</id><published>2007-06-08T22:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T22:50:03.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY</title><content type='html'>Sometimes girls make you act like you never thought you'd act before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ask is that you read through this entire poem before passing judgment, I started to write it when I was angry and then finished when I was depressed. The beginning may contain a few lines that only express my anger at the time, but most of this holds true about the girl I love now and forever more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've been tried and I've been lied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've been caught and I've been forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but girl i still want to know...how much do you love me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ooo i thought we could never be apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ooo i thought I'd always have your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahh i wanted to hold you forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahh i wanted to be without you never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ooo i trusted you till the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ooo you could've been my best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahh you broke my trust and lied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahh i can never believe you if i tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've been tried and I've been lied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've been caught and I've been forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but girl i still want to know...do you still love me so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ooo i could forget everything for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ooo girl, for you i would make it all come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahh why did i have to be so blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahh in my arms, it's you i want to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ooo if i could have one more chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ooo to hold you in with my hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahh i would give the world for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahh girl, for you i would make it all come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i tried but at least i didn't lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i caught but at least i wasn't forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but girl i still want to know...do i still have a chance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ooo i realize all my mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahh i feel the pain you take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ohh if i could turn back time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahh you would be mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i would have never hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe all i wanted  was you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to love me a little more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to tell me it was for sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whatever way i put it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it wasn't you it was me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm just too blind to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your inner beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how you light up the room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and everything would be perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if only you could be there forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i took it for granted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i should have never started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for i knew one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you would only walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;now i stand here alone thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if i could only have one more chance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how things would be different...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would tell you every day I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I would mean it like I mean it now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would compliment something new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every time I lied eyes on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would never act like a fool or play around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but instead listen to you and your charming sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would rather walk with you and talk with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;instead of kiss with you and lay with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would wait for weeks just to see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and wait for hours just to hug you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It would all be worth it for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if I could I would give up the world for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i would turn back time for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i would change myself for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would do anything you asked me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because...if there's one thing i can't live without... it's you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but I'll never have another chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll never take another glance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll never be able to make it better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll never correct my mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll never show you how much I care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll never be able to...but if I could then I would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would give you all you deserved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would be the boyfriend you needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would make you happy as can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would understand your feelings for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but I will never be able to...but if I could I would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you said it was the last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you said never again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you said not another chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but it doesn't matter to me, I still love you anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me, do I speak for all guys in this poem? Or am I that much different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10815342-7936868864026229464?l=joe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10815342/posts/default/7936868864026229464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10815342/posts/default/7936868864026229464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joe.blogspot.com/2007/06/why.html' title='WHY'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02091962659229049504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10815342.post-6280625356895935129</id><published>2007-05-31T00:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T00:55:13.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>It was the 163rd night of my Sophomore year in High School, after sitting through seven classes, completing a project during lunch, lifting weights, going to work, attending leadership training at a program called Civil Air Patrol, along with only a 'few' other activities, when I finally asked myself the question on everyone's mind "Why?" Why do I do this? Why do stay up late doing homework when everyone else is asleep because I had to work all night? Why do I spend my weekends training other perspective leaders in CAP, going to work, and studying for exams when everyone else is partying? Why do I work when everyone else is having fun? Well the one thing that separates me from everyone else pondering that question is that I came up with an answer with which I am satisfied:&lt;br /&gt;"The ultimate happiness can only be found in achieving greatness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my philosophy in a nutshell, or rather, quotes. :) However, I have a much more detailed explanation which I invite you to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, let me send a message to everyone that is partying while they should be working, to everyone that is watching television when they should be studying, to everyone that is having fun while they procrastinate the inevitable work that lies before every growing young man and women. What will happen tomorrow? Did you ever think about it? Will you be happy tomorrow? Will your party, or your television show, or your fun be with you tomorrow? Probably NOT. Ever wonder why you should work when you could be having fun? This is probably the point in time when you decided to go to the party instead of staying home and studying or adding extra hours to your work schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This message is for anyone who thinks I make maybe just a little bit of sense at this point: I go to sleep at night happy because I know I did the best I could for the day and I wake up in the morning happy because I know that I am ready to do my best again today. Now, nobody is perfect and I certainly do not claim to be happy every night or morning, but wouldn't this be a great philosophy to live by?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is just something about the feeling of accomplishment that makes you smile. This smile can last an eternity if you truly do your best work at all times. If you truly do your best, you will be happy. There will be a time to have fun and you will know when it is, but when that times has passed will you still be happy because you know that you deserve that time. Even the lord himself waited until after six hard days of creating the heaven and the earth before he rested. The bible tells us this and if you do not believe in the lord, at least understand that the bible is one of the greatest leadership manuals ever written. But to get back on subject...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people go through trials of happiness and trails of depression, some more than others. Think about how often you are happy (and when) and how often you are depressed (and when) and how often you work hard (and when) and how often you skip the work to have fun (and when). Do they relate? After thinking about this, wouldn't it make sense to do more of that which makes you happy? Parties last one night, work lasts one eternity. What do you remember about all the parties you went to? What do you remember about all the work you've done? Which makes you most proud? Which puts the biggest smile on your face knowing that you made life a little easier for yourself the next day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, for myself, looking back on all the work I have done and all the work I will do, I am proud. This puts the biggest smile on my face and makes me happy at any moments in time because I know that the work I have done will always be remembered and it will help me in the future to become successful. But, not until I achieve greatness, will I be the happiest man on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about this, and if you read any of my future posts, think about everything I say. It may seem like random bits of ideas floating around in my head, which it is, but once you piece it all together, it may help. Remember, I am not here to tell you how to live your life, only to tell you how you have already lived it; therefore, think not of what you will do in the future, think of how this relates to what you have done in the past and use that knowledge to help you when you come to a similar decision again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10815342-6280625356895935129?l=joe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10815342/posts/default/6280625356895935129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10815342/posts/default/6280625356895935129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joe.blogspot.com/2007/05/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02091962659229049504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10815342.post-1434606754033709051</id><published>2007-05-31T00:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T00:24:11.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>Quotes do not tell us how to live our lives, they reminds of ways to live our life that we have forgotten. You cannot live life based on a quote someone or something has given you, you can only live life based on your experiences. Quotes remind us of the experiences that the quote relates to and they remind us how important that experience is to the way we now live life. This helps us live life to the fullest and it is for this reason that I present you with a few short philosophies and I have cited in the form of quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What may at first seem like pure luck is actually someone somewhere doing what it takes to be victorious."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All my life I have watched people do things, but now I am one of those people doing those things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The more you win the less you want to lose, the harder you play the harder you fall."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The greatest people that ever lived found the best qualities within themselves and used those qualities at the right times."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can't measure your feelings with another's person's words"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can't sum up the size of your heart with another person's measurement"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After life i will exist for an eternity...so i might as well make the best use of the time i have on earth now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The ultimate happiness is only found in achieving greatness."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10815342-1434606754033709051?l=joe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10815342/posts/default/1434606754033709051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10815342/posts/default/1434606754033709051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joe.blogspot.com/2007/05/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02091962659229049504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10815342.post-6903034588040433267</id><published>2007-05-14T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T21:39:28.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog theme</title><content type='html'>Hey to all of you out there who read this, I have not idea why you do, but hopefully now you will have a reason. Until recently I have not been updating this blog, but I just had an epiphany. A word which here means a big, or great idea. You may hear me use this word often on this blog because that is the thing to which I am now dedicating this site. My big ideas, epiphanies, or my philosophy, whichever you call it, you can find it here. One of my career interests is a philosopher, which is what inspired me to create this blog format, and what better way to discover how far my interest in philosophy reaches, then to experiment on the web? So now you have a reason to read this thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10815342-6903034588040433267?l=joe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10815342/posts/default/6903034588040433267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10815342/posts/default/6903034588040433267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joe.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-blog-theme.html' title='New blog theme'/><author><name>Joe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02091962659229049504</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
