Sonder

This is incredibly mind bottling so I thought I'd share this with you.

Sonder
The realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own - populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness - an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you'll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.

Each day is a new sandwich...

Slow Walker Syndrome

I’ll admit that this problem is more based on High School dilemma than here at the college level, however the issue still applies. Slow f*cking walkers. I can’t say I truly understand the premise behind this conundrum, but I do see some possible reasons for engaging in said syndrome. Looks are a big part of today’s society from what we wear, to how we style our hair, to the specific way we present ourselves to others visually. Honestly, it’s a tragedy that society these days processes friendships and attraction this way. This being said, perhaps walking slowly to class or to wherever one is headed might be an indication of social stature, or self-conscious awareness of how “cool” someone looks. Could it be possible that these people simply don’t understand the idea of common courtesy? A sidewalk or a hallway is only as wide as you make it. If you’re in deep conversation with a friend, that doesn’t give you the right to take up half the hallway, moving at record speed for a snail. If you’re busy texting and unaware of the human beings around you, that doesn’t mean you can stand in the middle of the sidewalk to finish a message that could have been typed in the grass. Or in the middle of the road… We’ve all dealt with this situation in our own ways. What typically follows are subtweets, verbal bashing to friends, and hell sometimes people get physical! I just have one thing to say to these lowlife scum of the universe. To all those who exhibit Slow Walker Syndrome, just know that no matter where you are, what you’re wearing, or how cool you look, if you don’t pick up the pace, I WILL MOW YOU DOWN.

Each day is a new sandwich...

Nostalgia

Nostalgia is an incredible powerful concept. In alliance with Sentimentality these two words bring upon the feeling of happiness, and even sadness at times. Today I posted a youtube video discussing the how-to behind an intermediate card trick. Said trick is known as the Cardini Change. It makes me chuckle because one of my first memories of learning card magic was watching a youtube tutorial on said Cardini Change. Now I'm the one posting the tutorial. It astounds me because I remember back then in specific detail where I was located in the room, what deck of cards I was holding, how sunny it was outside, and even the noise of the vacuum cleaner downstairs. That, coinciding with my new tutorial, gave me a very rewarding feeling. So I guess... Here's to Nostalgia!

Each day is a new sandwich...

The Cardini Change Tutorial
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LJoTWntxD7E

Snapchat

I have to admit, of the many ridiculous apps on the iPhone, Snapchat has been an incredible source for entertainment, romance, and above all, repulsive selfies! Every day when I go on Instagram, or Facebook, or Twitter, I have the honor of viewing constant images that include perfectly positioned selfies to make sure that one's self looks as stunning as possible, duck faces like it's a farm house, and of course the always necessary tit pics. Needless to say, I get my fill of the selfie image genre. But what of Snapchat? What makes this app so different than the rest? It is the simplicity of the idea that Snapchat selfies are MEANT to be the ugliest, foulest, most repulsive representation of one's self as humanly possible. When I've seen enough beautiful people on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and all the rest of the social networking sites, I turn to Snapchat because I know, without a doubt, that I have the honor of coming home to horrific selfies from the people I care about! For those of you who treat Snapchat like any other social networking market for presenting images, I loathe you. Snapchat is for people to throw out all judgement of physical appearance, and to enjoy the love of disgusting photos of their friends, family, and lovers. So here's a message to all Snapchatters: Don't let this app fall prey to the world of beauty and sexiness! Keep on being ugly!

Every day is a new sandwich...

Traditions

Every winter I have a tradition of constructing igloos from the snow. It all started a few years back when my buddy from Florida came and visited over the winter holiday. We had grown weary of the warmth of the house and decided to head out into the cold abyss formally known as my front yard. We shoveled together all of the snow in said front yard, packed it down very tight, and carved the mass out from the inside, creating an igloo. It wasn't much, but we were happy when we had finally finished our rather small masterpiece. We simply desired to play in the snow and our passion at that moment was construction. It hadn't dawned on me that this had become a tradition of mine until I'd realized that every year since that first build I have gotten together with different friends and family members and constructed igloos from the snow during the winter holiday. It wasn't because it was tradition, it simply stemmed from a desire to construct a snow igloo. Funny enough, each year the igloos would become bigger and more elaborate. When I came to understand that this is something I will always desire each and every winter, I chose to make it a tradition of mine. Point is, today it has finally snowed heavily and very soon I will be conducting yet another team of builders to gather their wits and skills and build the best igloo yet!

In short, traditions are a beautiful thing that we have created in our lives. Sometimes they are passed down from generation to generation, and sometimes they spring up from he hearts of some punk teenagers looking to enjoy themselves. If you have traditions, embrace and enjoy them. They truly are a majestic thing.

Each day is a new sandwich...

[Here's the first igloo from many years ago! Yes... We spray painted it into a turtle.]

A Career in the Making

As some of you are aware, I am an up and coming Youtuber. I have been posting videos on the site since Youtube began in 2005, though I removed much of my older content. I began the channel known as MatchuFtw back in September of 2009 when I fell in love with card magic and started posting videos of tricks and flourishes that I had been working on for years through DVDs and Youtube tutorials. For a vast majority of my four-ish years posting on this channel, I uploaded card magic/flourish content including tutorials and street performances. [SIDE NOTE: If you ever watch one of said videos you'll notice the background music resembles that of what you might hear in pornography although I promise it was not my intention to create such an atmosphere]. As I progressed forward with MatchuFtw I began an odd path of content to which I would upload videos. For awhile I moved on from magic to music videos, of which a few are still up on my channel today. From music videos I began a quest with rowing videos, one of which is now the Indianapolis Rowing Center's promotional video for recruiting new youth members to their team. After my time with rowing content I moved on to gaming, which I have recently begun to prepare a youtube series for. With regards to this I am currently in pre production, writing screenplays for episodes and structuring the sets for filming. Content is set to be posted by March of 2014, or at least that's the goal! Just as I let card magic go, I have recently picked it up again, posting tutorial type videos for my new youtube series titled Sleight of Hand 101. The premise behind this series is to teach up and coming beginner magicians the art of sleight of hand and card magic through very in-depth tutorials. So far the series has very much boomed! I have received fantastic feedback from viewers and I plan to continue posting Sleight of Hand 101 content until I have fully given back to the community of which I was raised. For years I have blown people away with my skills in card magic and cardistry, and for years people have asked me over and over again how it all works. If you are one of these people, this is your chance to find out how I became so talented in the art!

Make sure to check out my youtube channel in your spare time and witness these events unfold!
http://www.youtube.com/user/matchuftw

Each day is a new sandwich...

A New Year

Today is but the last day of an old year. 2013 had her joys but alas she also had her sorrows. Though some may miss her, and some may not, it's time we move on to our next mistress; 2014. What she will bring is unknown and what power she may wield we have yet to discover. One thing that is true to each and every one of us is the promise of a simple resolution. What is it that you desire from 2014? Are your bones aching for a new profession? Perhaps your soul yearns for love. Does your mind desire knowledge, or does it seek peace? The famous question that will float around the dinner table tonight is simply put: What is your New Year's Resolution? I have chosen to be more openminded.

As 2013 comes to an end, I look back on the 300 and some odd days of old and analyze my year. What was it that brought me pain and suffering? Was it the transition of academic schools? Was it the solitude that I experienced time and time again? And what of the moments that brought me hope and promise for my future? Was it the love of new friendships? Or perhaps the seconds when stress was irrelevant, and laying under the night sky with the stars glistening down on me forged a stop in time altogether. Was it the fortune of discovering new knowledge of myself and who I perceive as the man I so desire to be? Each and every day of 2013 brought upon a different feel. Every morning I'd open my eyes and a new page in my life would begin its writing process. Sometimes the ink would smear, and sometimes the pen would quit on me, but I mustered through it. In the end, we all have a rather enormous book of each year in our lives. And you know? I may not have been satisfied with this year's edition of the Story of Matthew Jay Wilson, but that does not mean I won't for next year's. Once the clock strikes midnight a fresh blank novel begins, and it's my decision on what is written within. Though I do not know what lies ahead, I do know that I will make my own choices and I will write a new chapter in my life. Yes there will be pain, that much is inevitable, but there will also be joy. I know it to be true. So give me the quill and give me the ink. 2014, I'm coming for you.

Each day is a new sandwich...