i'm a pornostar...

...i just don't appear in any porno films...

WTF! i'm bored as an old piece of shit that the flies won't even fuck with.

i'm bored like a rock trying to swim out of a shallow puddle.

i'm bored like a brick in a wall trying to see around the corner.

i'm bored like-aww fuck it...i'm bored as all hell...

titty nipples & sack juices...

i've actually got other shit to do, i just don't feel like doing that particular shit.

i'm mad at my wizinizn 'cause she continues to sabotage perfectly functional shit...WTF!

make like i'm not fucking bored to shits right the fuck now...

PEACE
...be calm...

owww goddamnit...

my wizinizin put soap in my ezin & i tore a small chunk of dermis out of my lower left hand...

pretty bloody. oddly, i didn't realize what i had done until i tried to wash my ass & couldn't figure out why my goddamn had was stinging so shittily. i'm hungry as shit, as if shit were ever hungry.

imagine if shit could express itself in such a way as to communicate with its shitter. how would that work out? imagine having the runs & the shit starts talking...shit...

anyway, my gut is in want of some sustenance. peace out grufftis...

make like i don't like making up words just because i fucking can...

PEACE
...be calm...

why i friggin' hate 4-wheel petroleum gobblers...

1. they cost too goddamned much to acquire
2. they can kill when bumped together properly
3. they can kill when bumped into by human
4. they're not manufactured in giant sizes even though some are giant sized
5. they're means of conveyance are not conducive to natural growth of foliage
6. they can be used to accumulate sexual gratification experiences w/women
7. associates assume the possession indicates a party's willingness to provide said associate transportation
8. they require the possession of the greatest legal scam known to human existence: INSURANCE
9. the costs incurred when they malfunction can sometime be higher than the value of the gobbler
10. did i say i don't fucking fit in most any if not all of them?
11. you cannot randomly strike humans who irritate you with them [GTA TAG!]
12. they gobble petroleum
13. they require a great deal of financial attention beyond their initial cost.
14. they damage far too easily
15. the average human is not forthcoming when describing gobbler defects to a potential gobbler getter
16. capitalism
17. sexism
18. patriotism
19. the U.S. government
20. my parents
21. you (yes motherfucker, i mean you right there reading this shit...)
22. there are few if any convenient places to leave them whilst doing other activities
23. they're unable to care for themselves
24. they do not speak
25. they absorb environmental energy in such a way as to cause a human discomfort
26. it's something to do
27. 'cause you don't
28. they aren't conducive to physically rewarding human activity

i can't think of anything else at the moment, but give me some time...

make like i don't need to re-up on my gobbler warranty...

PEACE
...be calm...

oops biggidy...

guess i went from 1 extreme to the other this month. oddly, it's not like i haven't had anything to post. it's more like i haven't made the time to actually type the shit into the damn computer...

anyways, gas is fuckin' up. U.S. citizens are apparently unusually docile. guess the Patriot Act & George Bush have accomplished the mission after all.

i'm making use of PT myself. PT, foot, & b-i-k-e...

make like i made mad posts this month...

PEACE
...be calm...

when you care enough to sabotage the very best...

the purpose of this post is to record for future reference the following story:

one day i did something and now i don't even remember what the fuck this post was supposed to be about. so, rather than just deleting it, i'm typing this bullshit in order to post something rather than what previously existed in this post...

fuck sabotage...

make like i remember what this post was originally supposed to be about...

PEACE
...be calm...

explanation of god time...pt. 1

no, it is not on Sunday. in fact, it is not any day. god time is all the time. it's like your own personal broadcast from the universe. no one else can tune in your channel. that is your sync w/nature (the universe). this is the time of human enlightenment. it is when you reveal the truths of the universe to yourself at whatever pace your god time guides you to operate. god time is the ticking of the unconscious mind.

i propose that the unconscious mind is so troubling because it is that part of us that is still directly connected to the universe. why else would humans be so afraid of it's power over the so-called conscious mind? the true strength of the mind resides in the foundations of the sub-conscious mind. no strength from your sync w/the universe & life can become extremely overwhelming by perception.

i propose that for this reason humans have spent centuries & generations crafting & perpetuating the myths that have guided the larger spiritual groupings of humans. religions are meant to reassure the conscious mind that the subconscious mind trusted and that there are ways to let it guide you as a finite being. this is the concept of deities. humans have mistakenly removed the power & responsibility of action in living from themselves by outsourcing their connection to the universe. this practice has caused great detachment from that which is our very core. this human disconnection has resulted in many of the socio-psychological ills that we experience as humans. there is an unfortunately long chain of historical evidence to support the ideas that i propose.

humans are generally out of touch w/their place in the universe...

imagine the confusion...

make like i'm bullshitting...

PEACE
...be calm...

to kill w/o the hands = 3rd i blurred

may the wickedness of the human condition not afflict you as a result of your impatience, inconsideration, & vindictiveness...

i am not one to hold a grudge, but i am not one to forget easily a wrong that someone has committed against myself or those i hold dear.

i have no love for this country. i do not owe my freedom to this country at all. this country created the specter of racial oppression that causes people of all ethnicities to ignore the real culprit behind their downtrodden state:

those with economic power are the true culprits.

there are a few who recognize their responsibility to society at large. they are called philanthropist. you gain nothing in this world w/o the other humans' efforts. no one man, woman, or child has achieved very much as a solitary social entity. it just has not happened in human history.

not even the archetypal messiah myth portrays it's protagonist as a solitary force of change. how ever oppressed and/or belabored the protag is, they usually have a squad, crew, posse, etc. Jesus had disciples, Neo had the crew of the Nebuchenezzer. these tales have existed for many generations for a reason. the message is uplifting & hope-filled.

make like the world is prepared for intellectual universality...

PEACE
...be calm...

didn't check for it yet...

...but i don't think i beat the record for most posts in a month yet.

oh well, quality, not quantity, is the ultimate goal of my life's expression. speaking of my life's expression, my further endeavors towards audio mastery are beginning to reap some apparent rewards. it's very exciting.

creative energy is unlike anything else in the human experience. it is when humans create that we are closest to emulating that which is responsible for our existence. your heart rhythm can actually resonate w/appropriately adjusted audio. i am neither ashamed nor afraid to admit that there are songs that can make me bawl like a nut when played under particularly pleasant conditions.

my nut ass father dismissed my interests in audio on more than 1 occasion. too bad for him. music is the soundtrack to the universe. life w/o sound is just not a similar experience. imagine life w/o rhythm. chaotic rhythm is the basis of balance in the universe. i hope my beats/tracks/songs reflect my tuning of the universe in such a way as to enhance the lives of other people, conscious and/or unconscious.

make like it ain't what it is when it wasn't what it was to be...

PEACE
...be calm...