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May. 17th, 2010

oh sweeeet life

"What would the world be like without self-expression? There'd be no focus. No passion. No putting it out there for everyone to see."

May. 5th, 2010

hinder-better than me

saddest song of my life

This is not good nor is it bad.

My life has taken a serious sharp turn. Serious in the manner that I have absolutely no idea where to go from here. This is one moment in my life where I wish I had more of a grasp on things and people, but they slip away as quickly as the air I breathe. But even though I'm somewhat content, I'm not pleased with being by myself. But I know that the reason our poor human lives are struggling is because of the attachments we hold with people and materials. I'm a newly single human being, a newly born human being, one with less worry and no haunting thoughts.

Mar. 29th, 2010

Writer's Block: Search for intelligent life

Do you believe there is other intelligent life in distant galaxies? If no, why not? If yes, do you believe this is something to be feared and avoided or actively sought out?

There is no question about it, there's other life forms out there. Somewhere, there exists another force of life that resides inside the host bodies. But I bet they have a more intelligent force of life, or at least they use it more to their advantage and are not brainwashed by other people who try to have the higher power over them. There must be. We are not the only life form in this universe, whether we will ever make the specific discovery or not, we're never alone.

Mar. 16th, 2010

greatest moment

"Then my mom will come up here in her dress"
"yeah. monster."
"who said anything about a monster?"
"I don't know."
"Oh my God, it's him"
"The lady in the dress"
"how can it be a him if it's a lady?"
"IT'S A NAZI INVASION, tell me when it's over, I'm just gonna lay on my floor and eat this cookie."
"oh alright."

Mar. 9th, 2010

I hink therefore I am.

rene descartes. I'm gonna be a psychoanalyst someday, WOOO

Mar. 8th, 2010

God I am so thrilled

my mom is ordering me "DMT: The Spirit Molecule" because I am insanely fascinated by the idea of the pineal gland and I want to know how it relates to dreaming, consciousness, and our spirituality. IM SO PSYCHED

Feb. 23rd, 2010

It's about Consciousness.

It crept in, It faded out when the darkness slowly made its way to cover the surrounding land. It could not be seen, nor could it ever be explained. It was a Shifting Entity. One that could not be located, discovered, or explained with any type of word ever created. Every language of the planet Earth lacked a word and explanation for it. But It lived and thrived inside every one of Them. It pulsed with the beating of the heart, rang with the cerebral messages. Pumped with the flowing of the cherry red blood inside Them. But it lacked meaning. Lacked acknowledgment. And the mystery of such an Entity drove Them wild with fury and bewilderment. They demanded the answers and would stumble upon question after question with their desire to know all things true. They needed Truth. But seldom did They find what they truly yearned for. More relevant to never actually. And now it remains, this Life inside of us. Begging for us to dig up its origin, to merely uncover its first moments of being.


so maybe after all we are just reckless mishaps, maybe we're all just put here to fulfill our calls to duty before our short mortal life has ended and we descend, or ascend to that safe place. Or maybe not a safe place. It could be one giant land we return to when our mortal bodies parish. One that has a leader and searches for a treasure. One that orders all of its inhabitants to search the planet Earth in a small false reality to find one thing, and by some wild chance or accident, the inhabitants gained emotions. and attachments. and one by one they began to ponder on their existence and eventually they made up theories of religion and why things could possibly be the way they are. but they had no real clues. nobody told them that they were as small as a tiny grain of sand. that they were on the inside, blinded by a fake atmosphere created to shut out the curious and the daring. and from the outer perspective, they were being watched. so maybe while the world laughs and smiles with our joyful times, outside the world is forcing a devilish grin. Some "thing" out there will know the real truth and the reasons why we ever existed in the first place.

Feb. 19th, 2010


"I used to do drugs, i still do,but i used to too." - Mitch Hedberg

"Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one." - Albert Einstein

Nothing in the affairs of men is worthy of great anxiety. - Plato

It does not matter how slowly you go so long as you do not stop. - Confucius

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