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I'm a Systems Engineer at NASA Goddard Space Flight Center.I graduated with a B.S. in Astronautical Engineering, an A.A.S in Electrical Engineering, and I recently started working on my M.S. in Astronautical Engineering.
This blog is just a blog...nothing more. I don't expect to attain 5 million followers, it's just a "landing pad" that I hope will spark innovation and creativity among my fellow peers.
This is my own original work, please do not use it without my express written permission. Thanks in advance for reading, and there is more excerpts to come!
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As I opened my eyes into the morning light of twenty-one spruce street, I foresaw all that was, is, and will be in my lifetime. I died alone that day.
I have no regrets, no remorse, and no feelings of any kind towards my fellow man. It is through me that I have endured displeasure through these twenty years. Sure, I spend the majority of my life making decisions, finding whether I have any recourse of my thoughts or actions, but I realize that all things lead to a path of infinitesimal realities in which we know nothing. My story ends the day it begins; the day I found what I was looking for. What plagues our minds, what stops us from making the wrong decisions, what keeps alive, and who watches over us…these are the answers to life? I asked them, and they echoed in the wells of darkness.
The ticking clock, the settling of dust and the sorrows of the song of the sparrows are noises taken for granted in the world. It came to an end that day…it started itself. Reverting back to my reality I saw the warm color of what is illuminating the darkened room from where death once crept. Going backward in time something not pondered, but only to go forward is mans will. I froze, my eyes affixed at the physical attributes before me, only to realize through seconds of thought that these are what we will; what we carry in our souls – the bottomless pit lent to us by an unknown maker. Perhaps, in our last minutes of this existence, we will find our meaning; then again, who are we to find anything?
A story has no meaning without end, and our lives must end – whatever that may mean. It is with nothing that we amalgamate the meaning of life, and it is through death that we see the light of our reality in existence. We go about stepping through time, stepping through space…not a step through anything. We stand, and things go about their paths…we pause and things pause. A gear within a system, and an independent machine only to find out it never existed. These are our “lives,” this is what we “live” for.
I go through the day discovering hidden knowledge and accomplishing pressing tasks at work, but a sobering fact is that we are all capable of doing more than what we accomplished today. Remember, we can accomplish anything we set our minds to, and we are the only limiting factor in our success’ equation.
To quote Hamlet:
“What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how
infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and
admirable, in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like
a god!”
This quote is going to be a sign I will hang in my office as a Systems Engineer. No one is perfect, but you must try your best to be proactive in practice. You can only fail yourself.
You know, I think that it’s interesting how most people belonging to Generation Y are epically failing at everything. More interest and energy is placed into social applications like Facebook, Twitter, and even Tumblr (which I am using to write this ‘grinds my gears’ post). However, using these applications doesn’t make me a hypocrite with respect to my point, only by which the medium it is conveyed through (the only REAL way to reach the current generation failing our futures).
I constantly see my peers posting threads that seem to “come from the heart,” or explain something that logically - just makes sense. However, when I converse with these people it turns into a sociological travesty. Most people can’t even form a simple sentence less relate a true thought to myself in an articulate manner. Sometimes people just need to slow down, stand back, and evaluate what the hell they are doing. Most of the time we post threads that plagiarize another person’s work, or we inconspicuously “talk out our asses” with nonsensical aptitudes about another fad in our society…what a waste of time. In my opinion, people sound smarter if they didn’t talk.
If people placed the energy into posts like they did into their work ethic our country would not be degrading in “soft” infrastructure. My peers routinely get upset when I talk about working for your money; that no one person is entitled to their benefits in life if you have never placed financial holdings into our system. Well, that’s just too bad isn’t it! Get off your asses and work for a living. No one is entitled to anything that they never placed a dime into! America is a dream that we built from nothing, and you’ll get nothing if you don’t help add to the construction of the never-ending journey of that dream.
Ask yourselves, have we really added anything meaningful to society? Seems to me that all we have done is screw this country up even more. We have not found a cure for cancer, we haven’t journeyed past our moon with human spaceflight, nor have we stopped hunger in our own country (let alone the world). I ask you…what have we done? Technology can’t give us the answer. The glory of innovation comes from the inventor writing the code - not the machine executing it! Therefore I implore my generation to get off your asses, seize the day, and apply what you have learned to propel our society forward. Forget social applications…they are like cake - they lie to you!