Quick PSA

Hello Friends and Family,

Just a quick PSA here; I got a new phone so if you has been trying to contact me via text (SMS), or plan on it in the future, please delete all the text threads/messages to&from me from your phone. This way, my new phone can recognize that you are trying to contact me.  If you have SMS'd me in the past week or so, I have not gotten it. Calls still go through, and my number is still the same, Just for some reason the new phone doesn't like the old threads of my old phone's texts. Once again, in order to get in touch with me via txt(SMS) you must delete all those threads/messages.

That is all, I hope you have a great day.

Phillip

I can ride my bike with no handle bars

Pretty much yea...

Like I feel OG af whenever I put my arms down, glide on my bike at night, across the trees, and steer with me body weight and not my hands.
It took a little bit of trial and error. Never fell once. It is really graceful to do right, and you can just imagine the physics behind what is happening on the bike.  Incredible.

It keeps going. . .

Costa Rica.

Deep in the rain forest. You fly in and drive a few hours to get to this hut hidden in the forest. You are very fatigued.  Sleep is the only thing on your mind that has been wandering.
Deep in the jungle lies this tiny bed and breakfast, where the Jeeps took you.
"It's going to be a great day tomorrow." Your S/O says. Yea sure.

The next morning you wake up very early. Not because you planned it that way, it's just that the sun rises and sets early here. So you and your S/O get in the Jeeps and you become increasingly more excited. Up and up you go. Deeper and deeper in the jungle. Dense.

You arise a tad above the tree line, onto a heightened plateau. You can see nothing but jungle all around you, and you hear something.
You turn around, and see the most magnificent water fall. 60ft in the air. Rainbows galore. You ask, "Do we jump?"

"No, we repel down."

And so you repel down. The slight breeze and rampant rush of water vapor consumes you. Takes you in as its own. You are the water fall. At the bottom, awaits the oasis of dreams. A slightly flat rock lies underneath the falls, and irradiates this sensual beauty all around.

"Wow. That was fun." You say.

"It keeps going." Your S/O says.

And so it does. 6 more times. 6 more falls. It keeps going.

You didn't expect to be on beach level at this time, but you are. The beach is right there. And so is this building. Made of marble columns and wood.

"What is that?"
"The resort."

And it was. Pools and spas. All open. It was nice. But it keeps going.

Dinner. Now food is on top of your mind now, and it doesn't let you down.
All you can eat. Steak. Lobster. It keeps going.

Afterwards following the carnivorous takedown, it keeps going.
To the shore. To the stars. To the view of the ocean blue.

And then you realize. The stars. Those tiny bright dots. More here, more there. It keeps going.


It all... keeps going.

SEND ME MAIL

Letters, Packages, anything.

Phillip Dupree

104 North Houston

P.O. Box 704

College Station, TX 77841

The Computer Terminal of Death

System: Have you ever loved something?

[Enter Name] . . .

>xxxxx<

xxxxx: Yes.

System: What was it?

xxxxx: Her. I remember her holding the railing outside. The soft rain.

System: Go on.

xxxxx: I was standing in the doorway. Her back was to me. I don't know if she knew I was watching her, but I loved it. There was something about her. I love her so much.

System: </searching/> That's exactly what we were looking for, xxxxx. Now. Do you see your screen?

xxxxx: Yes.

System: Do you see what's on it?

xxxxx: A file? In the middle there?

System: Precisely. Delete it.

xxxxx: Wh-what is it? Can I look at it?

System: If you wish. It is your wife, xxxxx. Her embodiment, her subconscious, everything you once knew about her is there. Delete it.

xxxxx: NO! I-I- can't do that!

System: You must xxxxx. Or risk perishing here for all eternity.

xxxxx: Where is here? Where am I?

System: There is no name given to it. Just think of it as the middle ground between life and death. One last stop, one last thing to clean up before death.

xxxxx: I'm...dead? But I...I.. this computer?? Just.. Wh-

System: The terminal is a simulation, xxxxx. You will have no memory of this or your wife ever again, if you simply have the will to leave and delete the file. Only then will everything cease, and you will rest in peace.

xxxxx: I can't let you do this.

System: It has already been done.

xxxxx: </omitted/>

System: No language here, xxxxx.

xxxxx: </omitted/></omitted/></omitted/></omitted/>

System: Tsk tsk. At least your wife was more willing to cooperate than you are.

xxxxx: SHE"S HERE??! WHERE IS SHE!?!?!

System: In a better place. She complied. She deleted something that she loved.

xxxxx:  ...no.

System: Yes.

xxxxx: No.. she would ne-

System: She has. You. She deleted you, xxxxx.

xxxxx: 

System: So, how about that file? Lovely day to lose someone dear to you. 

>file deleted<

>simulation end<

Eating Blue Bell on the Abounded Hill

walton hill...

You don't walk on it. Just don't. Unless you live in Walton Dorms on the northside. 

This rule isn't very enforced, but it does exist. Luckily for me, I live in Walton, so I am allowed to walk on the hill at my leisure. Last night, me and a few buddies went on a spree for the holy grail. And in this case, the holy grail=Blue Bell Ice Cream.

Blue Bell! ICE CREAM.

But it was sold out, ;(.

People here freak out over their Blue Bell.

Luckily, one of our pals had some Homemade Vanilla BB in her dorm, so we took spoons, went to get the half gallon, and sat on the Walton Hill. (Then proceeded to eat half of it)

COLLEGE MIXTAPE #2019

https://play.spotify.com/user/1247021543/playlist/46TwtbugoMG5kkFeJmdOSE
https://play.spotify.com/user/1247021543/playlist/46TwtbugoMG5kkFeJmdOSE
https://play.spotify.com/user/1247021543/playlist/46TwtbugoMG5kkFeJmdOSE

Dude....College

The food here is great. At most places. I could literally get Chick-fil-a every day if I wanted to, because my meal plan supports it. Swag. There is even a la carte items I can buy. Plus all the coffee stuff which I will discuss later. 

The people here are also great. I'll start with my dorm, which is insane. Walton dorm is housed to the crazy all-boys dorm of the Northside Texas A&M campus. It is amazing to see how open and kind these guys are, even with their apparent craziness. Walton also has a patio out front, with tables and grills. Everyone hangs out there all the time, playing Bones. (Which is a domino game similar to spades. very fun) Or heckling people. Whenever someone skates or rides by on a skateboard or bike, they all yell, "DO A TRICK!!" ... If the person makes any effort to do a trick, the guys go nuts. If not, they all yell, "YOUR TRICK SUCKS!!!"

rofl

Other people (i.e. everyone else) is also very friendly and open. I am constantly walking up to people and greeting them, and then starting convos. Some of them even become semi or real friends. One prime example of this is when I signed up for Fish Camp, and me and a few guys were talking about EDM. boom. I now hang with these guys all the time.

College is like this, a place for people to experience life together. Even though right now this week has been no classes and all events, I still feel overwhelmed with all there is to do. so many things. So many people. If there is one thing I've learned this past week, College isn't about why you're here, it's about what happens when you're here.

Worship

Tonight was a special night. "That isn't normal," they said. "Like who does that?"
But I did. And to be honest I don't know how I did it either, expect that it was all the Father's doing that night.

8-23-15
It was 7:33pm on Campus and the sun was setting slowly. I was riding my bike across Military walk trying to go to the student center to chill. Near the halfway point, I noticed a large group of people standing around the Academic Plaza. As I slowed down and got closer, I heard they were singing worship songs. I immediately joined.
To tell you the truth it was an odd bit of a decision, as I didn't know anyone here, but the guy singing was just too good to care. This went on for another 15 minutes or so and then someone came up to me and asked my name and how I got here. She was ecstatic that I randomly rode by and stopped.

The rest of that night was incredible. I will never forget it. It really showed me that the Father is with us wherever we go.

This is the verse we read that night: Ephesians 2:2-10

"in which you once walked, following the course of this world, following the prince of the power of the air, the spirit that is now at work in the sons of disobedience— among whom we all once lived in the passions of our flesh, carrying out the desires of the body and the mind, and were by nature children of wrath, like the rest of mankind. But God, being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, even when we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with Christ— by grace you have been saved— and raised us up with him and seated us with him in the heavenly places in Christ Jesus, so that in the coming ages he might show the immeasurable riches of his grace in kindness toward us in Christ Jesus. For by grace you have been saved through faith. And this is not your own doing; it is the gift of God, not a result of works, so that no one may boast. For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them"

Why the Cupid Shuffle is ruining the world.

I said it. That one "universal-get-to-the-dancefloor" song is ruining the world.

Now, I love dancing. I really do. Even some forms of line dancing are extremely fun. However, the Cupid Shuffle encompasses no such aspect of fun. Only hate.

Let me explain:

The Cupid Shuffle was recorded by Cupid in 2006, originally produced for a dance orientated video game, and peaked at #66 on the Billboard Hot 100.  What was at first a fun song to dane to, my opinion of this insanely popular track drastically changed over the past few years. (Primarily due to the entrance of better music in my ears.)

At every social gathering put on, no matter what the occasion, if there is a dance floor and music playing you can almost 100% guarantee that this song will be played. I've even been in situations where it was played twice in the same evening. Horrifying.
What's worse is that these "dance events" happen very often.
It is very easy to think, "Okay. We have this group of people and we don't know how to entertain them. I know, let's hold a dance party."

*Before I jump the gun, let me state that I have no hate against amateur dance parties. It is just a simple fact that these events consist of a few lights rented from Guitar Center and an iPod plugged into the master system. Boom. Instant dance party.*

The sheer amount of amateur dance parties I have (sometimes unwillingly) attended, allowed me experience the Cupid Shuffle in many different scenarios and situations.
Thus, I was able to fully understand that this song is not fun. The context and reasoning behind this song being played at a party is the reason the song is acquired this terrible taste. What was once a fun line-dancing song has now evolved into this engrossing monster that destroys amateur dance parties with its redundancy and unoriginality.

The reason I find it so despising is because the playing the Cupid Shuffle is the equivalent to a lazy back-handed remark to the audience that says, "Hey you. Dance to this. Because I have no desire to actually try to be musically creative and experiment with other songs that the crowd may enjoy, so I am just going to resort to the easy way out."
Makes me sick.

The following shows some instances in which the Cupid Shuffle will be played at an event. If one or more of the following occur, you can bet the song will drop. Leave immediately.

Alternatively, if none of these are occurring, it is very unlikely that the song will be played.

• A terrible Host/Hostess/DJ that does not fulfill their duty to keep the crowd entertained at all times because they are either; 
• A: Playing music from an iPod with no sense of musicality or crowd energy differences. 
• B: Not mixing the songs so there are awkward silent gaps in-between tracks. 
• or C: Playing for children, teens, or adults who are at a non-genre-specific event. (i.e. Prom, Homecoming, wedding, etc.)
• The event is Prom, Homecoming, a Wedding, an amateur dance party, etc.
• The DJ has been requested to play the song and is somehow willing enough to play it either as a joke or for fun. (Which is impossible because that song can't be enjoyed anymore)
• Cupid is headlining. 

You have been warned. 

It is time to rise up against this atrocity to music. 

STOP PLAYING CUPID SHUFFLE.

-Phillip