you are a conspiracy theoriSt, aren't you?

do you see hidden meanings in the placement of sharp objects?

do you feel threatened by pointy things facing yoUr direction?

do you feel as though 99.9% of all forieners are cia plants?

is george bush the root of all your worst problems?

is the price of gas a mechanIsm by which the illuminati control your emotions?

are you being trained to be a fodder unit? has it been decided that you are dispensable? 

have you given in to the notion that we are an alien raCes food crop?

is the arc of the covenant actually an alien spacecraft powerplant?

do you fear being put into a re-training & education camp if you have bad credit?

have you come to the conclusion that all of the world you see is actually an elaborate set? that thIs is all provided simply to fool you, and that everyone you meet is in on the mass deception?

well, i'm here to tell you, that none of that is true. if any of that were true, it would mean that you are very important, and of course, your not. so don't think about any of this anymore, it's a waste of time, and besiDes no one will carE what you think anyway.

take care now.

Monday, August 03, 2009

4:52 PM

I knew it would come to this. I type into this box of power, and it obediently records my spew, my reckless blather, since no one else wants to hear me go on about the world, or anything else. I'm sick of physically sick people, I'm sick enough in my own way for the whole planet, mentally anyway.

Is there or has there ever been a rationally detectable cohort of the female type within relationship range?

I want people around me who have not just a forward thinking way about them, but who can go and do something real about what it is that they think!

I think we should all kill someone in our lives, and start a war, and build a bridge or a submarine, and we should all hunt some animal to extinction. Just so we can say we did something while we were here.

Arson may be a fun pastime for some, but me, I like to blast things to rubble. I just don't like spending a lot of time in transition.

It's like waiting for a light at 3am, or driving under the speed limit.  What's the point of spending extra Time & energy to do something when there's a faster way? That is, unless your talking about sex. But I wasn't, so fuck all that. you can surely get what I mean.

Never apologize, it makes no difference except to the useless and crazy.

If you live like you mean it, then any apology is just noise, and therefore, anyone spouting apologies is a noisemaker, like at a party- easily forgotten and discarded. Most people don't know it, but when the term "SORRY" came into common use, it came from a term describing a horse no longer good for work, to be sent to the glue factory. I find it disgustingly humorous to hear it spouted so many times a day by people who would otherwise consider themselves smart or ......

A song I wrote about self realization, the desire to live in a full on mode all the time, the power of the reproductive urge unbridled by, or perhaps caused by social norms mixed with a familiarity with extreme violence, facing the reality that being normal is a long gone fantasial wishousity, and what to do with the body parts.

crush my spine, wake me from this flame of sleep in the realm of cognizance-

hardened flesh, cravation of wanton desire leaves the need, the need, fuck it all the need

look at my insides, stake it all on dreams, feel the grope the reach the need the depths the torque the speed, I live to plant a seed

the slash and the gush, the crash and the crutch, the gash and the blush, fuck it all the need the need.....speedy seed outlay parameters

a box of nails and a bag of hammers

killed a whole room of air guitar jammers

get on this and flood the groove

hard and fast, yet smooth smooth smooth

severed head, patsy in the slammer

look at my insides, stake it all on dreams, feel the grope the reach the need, the depths the torque the speed, I live to plant a seed

Brain spray, oh what the hey

she was quite a lay

sweet remembrance, goes well with rump roast and chardonnay

It could have been so fine, if she'd only forgot......

That pullers do appear to be winning at life and society in general is a reflection of their success in convincing us that safety is more valuable than freedom.

Pushers contributions to society are nearly always viewed through the telescope backwards, highlighting how they gave reason or rise to furthering the cause of safety, never for their individualist tendencies leading to some massive advancement of freedom or possibilities for everyone in general. That these possibilities became a reality through the actions of pushers, living in the moment, doing instead of (or as well as)  feeling, Less concerned for the outcomes profitability......

We all seem to be waiting for the next moment, to see what remnant of the last attaches itself to our perpetually fragmented realm of in flight cognizance. Microships of state we each move towards our unity of maximized separations, and fool ourselves thoroughly that we are steering. We are sometimes acids and sometimes bases, but mostly diluted. So we find a space betwixt with which to meddle in the affairs of others, and yet even the others affairs are some meddling or other.

“So I turn myself to face me….” cannot begin to describe the room or lack thereof possible between the faces that meet. Some molecules are highly charged, though some pull together, and some push apart. Most however are weak, and just cling or shove as averagely as they can. Where do you fit into that mix, friend?

I find that being a pusher gets one in trouble. Pushers are the giving sort, I don’t mean that they are simply generous though many are; I mean they give of themselves from a place inexhaustible, they let out an essence. It’s just that they don’t therefore value it well, since it costs them......

asadcotw

It's only after you've lost everything, that your free to do anything.

Points system is irrelevant

I sit here crapping most vociferously as I duly do my duty to rid the world of dukey, and flush in the most unselfish manner available to a man choking on the stench of his own ass.

This must be how it feels to be a congressman.

I find that only the strongest of plumbing can handle a box of 3" drywall screws such as the ones I just shat.

Multi- stage reality trumping leads me

to a melancholy and saddened state.

I don't have the ability to assist the matter, it's just AUTOMATIC, LIKE AN OUTSOURCED DATA INPUT, UNCHECKED AND UNvetted, FROM A RANDOM SOURCE IS WITHOUT MERIT AS A PILLAR ONES LIFE, BECAUSE YOU KNOW ITS PROBABLY A LIE. And living a lie is doubted to be a means to a failing end by liars and children of fools.

This is a little ditty I whipped up about 10 years ago. Props to Styx.

Why me? I dunno, you know what I mean? I dunno.

Flame scorched rediculessness, answer this

Blowout keep on blowin'

Like only u can with a vengeance unmatched on 9 planets

Deep fried life with no letup

Setup, oh setup you know it

Because it doesn't require any kind of proper fit

Shit on a stick dipped in polyurethane,

Clearly protective of its own

Gotta don't wanna drill down, till gods cover's blown

Oh the chorus of the masses- it's ok

Don't know what to do or say

What are you gonna do about it anyway?

The system in place is too wrong to fix today

To: Mr. Freakist, 

You assert a faith in a hopeful future for this world and all its inhabitants, when clearly the record shows there can be no cause for hope as the future is certain, because on a long enough time line the survival rate for everyone becomes zero.

It’s hopeless you melon headed hopefullist!

Hopefulness is you, so be advised you are wrongly asserting a faith in a thing. Said thing is wrong on every level and can lead only to your destruction due to the fact that it is a wrong thing, based on the fact that it does not interface with the reality at hand, and therefore is incorrect in a neccesitative fashion.

One is as one does, and therefore you are wrong, and therefore, not right, which of course means you are incorrect which in other words says, you are bad, and thusly, evil, and with evil comes a host of negative attributes, not the least of which is baby eater, you hopeful, mindless, silly bastard.

Your hopefulness will be the undoing for all who cross your path, you hopefullary smearer of hope poop, and chewer of uncooked beauty queen vaginas!

Let not your wild eyed insanitudes and blithering smile of madness litter the fetid landscape of your worldly interface zone, for it can be naught but a painful and inexorably crushing slow epiphany to any who fall prey to your psychotic and forlorn absurditudinousities, that it is all based in fantasial wishousity!

We shall say on a billboard above your home:

"Let all who come near be forewarned this persons hopefulness is more infectious than radioactive Ebola, and thrice as deadly to the thinking persons ability to face a new day of horrifically pointless reality."

Come down from your imaginary perch of righteousness at your pitiful gods petting zoo of hope, and face the reality that thoroughly pervades this plane of existence.

Stinking hoper!

 Sincerly,

   The Order of the Soulless Minions of Orthodoxy

“But why would anyone do all this and then hide it? As astonishing as an advance as this!. And still claim to be a purveyor of the Truth? Somehow that just seems beyond my conceptualization of evil; hell, it’s beyond my ability to understand at all! Abso-freakin-lutely absu….” 

"You know you don't wear incredulity very well."

“I'm sorry Doctor, I really had no inkling that your ivory tower world could insulate you from the reality that we all face down here in the street as completely as this!”
 “Don’t you mean why don’t they even have to PRETEND they believe in their own dogmatic spew? It should be obvious by now to you that they're willing accomplices to the hiding of the basic truths of the world by the larger governments and militaries- they keep feeding people bullshit because people WANT bullshit, feeding bullshit is their JOB and their the fucking BEST at it. Seems you’ve been on a steady diet!

 JUST LOOK IN THE LENS FOOL! They've got a hand in so many scams and cover-ups that simply no one would believe it anyway! But here it is JUST LIKE I SAID! There is the proof......

It is caused by the fact that a year is really 365.25 days long or so.

I say, rather than just having another day every 4 years, we should embrace it's not-there-ishness fully and just go for a total imposition of anarchy for 24 hours, time to settle scores and make those power plays, kill the ex wife (or whoever) or even just strip her skin off and pour acid on her for a few hours, and all of this would be legal on National Non -Day. The laws , rules, regulations and other nonsensical bullshit could be left aside for one 24 hour period.

Anarchy you say? What the fuck is my problem, eh? Well it seems to me that although I am proposing total disolution of order in American society for a short period every 4 years, it is the nature of true anarchy to cause the development of "government from within". It is my observations of human nature that show me that only those with no self control will find themselves out of control on NND. And a squeeky wheel will get greased.

All this having been said, I do think that this should only apply properly to the non-military population, which indeed would......