So, I guess we have a new President. He wasn’t who I wanted, either. Sadly, my choice, Ron Paul, didn’t get the light of day. Hopefully, people will realize over time that my candidate was right, and with any luck, he’ll run again in 2012.

By looking at the social networks, it seems a lot of my friends are upset that Obama won. I hope this teaches you a lesson on how our elections are ran. At the time of writing, Obama has 338 electoral votes. McCain has 156. Obama has won by a landslide. Just one thing… the popular vote tells a different story. The popular vote (the one that you actually vote for) has only a 3% difference with 75% reporting. Obama has 51% of the vote. McCain has 48%. This is very close. Yet, Obama has already one when there is still 25% unreported. That doesn’t sound a bit off? Welcome to the electoral college.

Most people think we vote the President into the White House. We don’t. You may be confused. That’s understandable. You may also think the United States is a democracy. You’d be wrong bout that, too. We’re a Republic, just remember that when you wine about democracy. Anyway, we do not elect our President. America does what is called an indirect election, which essentially means we vote people in to vote for us.The way it works with the Electoral College, is each state gets an equal number of electors as members of the House and Senate, which is determined by population.

They pick the presidential choice, and a vice president. You have to have 270 votes to win. You can pick for whomever you want, but the idea is you are supposed to chose who won in your district. This obviously DID NOT HAPPEN. This is a serious flaw in our election process. Now before I hear ONE Republican complain, I want you to realize that the same thing happened in 2000. Al Gore won the popular vote, but the electoral college picked Bush.

Where were the cries then? Oh yeaah, that’s right. They did scream and yell, but what did Republicans do? Laugh, naturally. Calling them sore losers, and well, just not caring since they won. Now, it’s come full circle. Sure, I’m not happy Obama won, but you know, it’s about time the G.O.P. realizes that they have truly lost touch with what the Republican party REALLY is about.

So, here’s what I have to say to the Republicans: Read up on your party. You probably don’t know just how “liberal” your founding members would be today. All these “crazy” ideas that you hear about, like dissolving the Federal Reserve and leaving Iraq, are actually true to the core Republican beliefs. Oh, and for the love of God, stop watching Fox News.

This election, it’s all you hear about. It’s Obama’s catchphrase and McCain wishes it was his. Regardless of how the election goes, the change we are seeking will not be satisfying. I know I wish I could believe the government could make my problems better but look at me. I work a job that I should get paid twice what I am paid, I turn around and pay over half of it on bills, and hope the rest lasts me for the next paycheck. More taxes will kill me but so will the decreasing value of the dollar. We’re screwed either way.

I’d like to go to school, but I didn’t even get a legitimate high school diploma. Oh yeah, that’s right. I went to a high school, graduated, and their diploma isn’t even recognized by the state. It’s as if I dropped out. That’s the way to show someone who stuck it out through so much. So… college wasn’t something I wanted to do anyway. I hated school the entire time I was there, mainly because I had learned everything I was interested in, and I realized in high school, I wasn’t going to use most of the stuff they taught us anyways, and college is just more of that. Even if it’d help me better my job, I’m out of luck there.

The change I’d like to believe in is really simple but unbelievably unpractical. Like I’ll ever see the day when our flag actually holds reverence, enough reverence not to use it as a marketing device to slap on shirts and bumper stickers. A day where our constitution is upheld and isn’t corrupted by neo-liberals and religious zealots. This is the most important election in history? Please. This is all theatre.

I’ve come to terms that as much as an idealist I am, I’m just as much a realist. Because of this, many in the Christian community would call me liberal, and that’s not what I’m aiming for. If reality has a liberal bias, I’m sorry? I’ll never make the Christians happy. Not even Jesus can manage that, though. With all this political talk of change, it’s got me thinking about change in my life.

I’ve been trying to change the world through any means possible. I fight the system every minute I can. I try to open eyes and inform the masses. I know I’ve been destined to literally change the world, but I have no idea where to begin or what to do. I know what my purpose is, but I have 404 days, and about 8 hours before that part of my life takes off. In the meantime, I’m really lost. I am in love but no one to love. I feel alone and broken. So out of touch.

I really don’t know where I belong. For someone who really has his mind and thoughts together, I have the same trap that other higher minds throughout history have had… It’s finding a place with other people where you aren’t speaking over everyone’s heads, have relevant conversation, and not seem arrogant. I’m not asking for much, just someone that can be what I am to everyone else. I guess that’s why I do what I do for everyone, because I know just how it feels to not have that person around them.

Obviously what I’m doing here isn’t working. Nothing I’ve done my entire life has worked. Change? You tell me…

So many people, I look at, and they’re dead. They’ve been living for years and have never been alive. I see you there, thinking your life is doing so well, and it all comes crashing down. You still give that image but behind the mask, all that’s left is a lonely fool. Look at you. So pathetic now. You’re dead. You might as well jump into the grave.
I don’t want that life. I want to live.

So world, who’s gonna be the one to show me who to live? If it’s you… let me know cause I’m dying to hear from you.

He looks out the window, reflecting on the life he’s lived. Some would look at his life as being somewhat successful. He’s lived a life full of women, money, and having very good connections. He sheds a tear because, even though he’s had what many people wanted, he’s alone. The tide has turned and it’s all gone. He’s missing, but no longer missed. He considers whomever listens to him family. Sadly, he keeps running away from everyone and everything so he’ll never be happy. It’s sad.

He looks down, realizing his life is in total chaos. He enjoyed the chaos at first, but it has now taken everything from him. He’s had similar success as the first man. He could have a different girl every night, if he wished. Not too long ago, he was throwing around money like it was nothing. Now, he’s broke and everything is crashing around him. For him, the soothing light at the end of the tunnel was just a freight train heading his way.

I don’t know how to comprehend how I feel. I wanted to be like them. Party, have tons of chicks, throw money around, you know, have the whole “successful” life thing. I realized that’s not what I was really searching for, though. It was happiness. I assumed happiness came part of the package. I was mistaken. Funny.

“Walk in the light, and happiness will follow.” Meh. I found myself in the same ruts regardless of walking in the light or not. Think about it. Don’t you find yourself in the same place? Makes you wonder why we even try. I have really had different thoughts on religion than most everyone I’ve met. Most people would say I’m hypocritical, but that’s not the case. Their image of a Christian is just wrong. That’s why I don’t even call myself one. It’s just tied into a crappy stereotype. We weren’t called to be Christians, we were called to be disciples. Yeah. Go figure. I consider myself that. A disciple. So, you know, I have this different view on everything, and I have to say, I find myself just as depressed as these two guys. Either side you go, you’re gonna have the same ups and downs. Funny.

So with life being pretty much one crappy adventure after the next for everyone, I think it’s safe to say that even though it can seem far fetched, a positive afterlife isn’t such a bad thing to believe in. Even if you’re wrong, you still can cling to hope for life in the next. It’s really all I have right now to cling too, and I think it’d help these two guys out a lot. Just a thought.

Take what you will, what you will and leave.
Could you kill, could you kill me?
If the world was on fire
and nothing was left but hope or desire
And take all that I could bring forth, is this hell
Or am I on the floor over-desperate?
Hold hands streaming of blood again?
And then take full weight of me
Guard my dreams, figure this out,
It’s me on my own. Helpless, hurting, hell.
Will you stay strong as you promised?
Cause I’m stranded and bare.
Meanness is washed up in all that I am
is God. Take this and all,
Then grace takes me to a place
Of the father you never had
Ripping and breaking and tearing apart
This is not heaven
This is my hell.

i guess i’ll just try to save one that can.