i am sooooooooooooo bored right now...

my thoughts are not currently where i would like them to be. this could be the result of my body not being where i would like it to be. pulling some OT this weekend. been trying to earn some e-ducs to pop for the Allen & Heath. got close as hell last/this month, but i felt the need to replace the wrecked 2-wheel 1st. that banged out $700, give or take $50 (mostly take).

now it's lookin' like October for the mixer that was supposed to get copped back in May...sheesh! can't be mad at all 'cause at least i can still bank for it. it'd be fucked up if i didn't cop yet & there was no potential for future coppage. forward motion is the notion. K.I.M.. 'sides, still gotta cop a patch bay, rack, & various cables to get the whole setup rigged proper. still have to finish designing the workstation as well. dunno how much it's going to cost to have built, but i'll never know if i don't finish designing it...

so what it is? what it do? gonna go home & finish organizing my clothes...

5 more hours...

make like i didn't cop a bunch of shirts that don't fit quite how i like them 'cause they were on sale at FORMAN MILLS!!!...

PEACE
...be calm...

right, now where the fuck were we...

got the new 2-wheel. must say i'm quite beyond fairly excited. have to be careful putting this 1 together. last ride i built got fucked up 'cause i didn't adjust the gears properly. ordered a tool to assist in the proper fruition of this endeavor. must ride soon. not too soon though.

that seems somewhat twit-like.

aceook & ypace don't seem to be doing much for the music. have to do some relentless self-promotion type shit. i keep gettin' other shit 'sides the mixer. want to get the mixer before i really start fuckin' w/the vocals. gotta use the portable recorder until then. need to start fuckin' w/vocals in the mixes.

finally checked out 1 of my audio peeps. got some positive feedback. this is good. never good to create in a vacuum. don't expect peeps to like everything, but i don't want to just go by my ear & the fams. gotta get trusted audio opinions whenever reasonably possible. didn't realize how hard it would be just to get cats to listen to my shit. it's cool. nothing truly worth having comes with great ease.

this is a welcome & enjoyable challenge. for 1nce in life i'm really enjoying something that i can potentially develop into a career.

bus' it...

make like i can wait to wip the new 29'er...

PEACE
...be calm...

when the beans are not heated...

sometimes i enjoy just being the odd fuck that i am. this is not something that i've always been comfortable doing. i used to be discomforted by the somewhat glaring difference between the way my perceptions present reality & the way many others seem to perceive that very same reality.

here's an interesting philosophical consideration:

if everyone's perception is different, & reality is defined by what we perceive, what represents reality when we perceive nothing at all?

it's the commonness of the human experience that defines most of what we consider real. experiences outside of the common area are usually seen as either outright fiction or the product of distorted human perceptions.

what do you do when the majority of your perceptions seem to be outside of the commonly accepted range of perceived reality?

this post was supposed to be about the new 2-wheel. dunno WTF happened...

make like this diarrhea mouth dude isn't so trifling that he coughs w/o covering his constantly running mouth...

PEACE
...be calm...

unplug that fool...

sorry for the shameful plug, but comfy drawers is comfy drawers. can't be walking around in the streets on cripple feet w/wedgies 'n' shit. no need to be completely uncomfortable...

i must say, i truly enjoy crafting some new sounds into the form of a track. i have to honestly say that if i never get any ducks doing this shit, i'm not likely to stop. it's fun as shit knowing that i can essentially listen to new music any time i feel like making a new beat.

AWESOME!

seriously, this is some fly shit to me...

make like making beats all day isn't something that i could get used to doing...

PEACE
...be calm...

how it's hangin'...

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get off my jock(ey)

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i did not realize how important comfortable underwear are until i wore my first pair of these. i instantly realized all the suffering i have experienced for the last several years wearing too loose/tight briefs, boxers, & boxer briefs. wow!

make like this isn't the real deal...

PEACE
...be calm...

hey! don't fuck w/the crazies...

i don't fuck w/crazy people like that. seems odd to say for an admitted crazy fucker such as myself, but fuck it. crazy people will fuck your life up if you let them. i try not to allow my crazy to control and/or permanently alter my life. it is a constant battle.

unfortunately, some crazy fucks do not make much effort to combat their crazy. if you spend too much time around these types, you'll find you suffer as a result of their craziosynchrasies. i've had enough experience w/these types in my life to know to stay the fuck away from them. my gene donors are/were great examples. sad but true.

the wizin is crazy, but i try to work our respective crazies together for the sake of a cohesive fam unit. sometime i wonder if this is the best idea in the world. the primary goal is to establish a stable model for the godren. unfortunately, it seems that crazy draws crazy.

this nut job that associates w/the wizin did some e-stupid shit last night. broad panicked over some miscommunication & tried to get the wizin jammed on some kidnapping shit. WTF! talk about a nut. i'm bent about this shit...

i do not like fucking w/crazies...

make like people are any less phony on aceook than they are in real life...

PEACE
...be calm...

you crazy fuck...

i'm throwed off, and i've often thought about offing cats that irritate the shit out of me, but it's highly unlikely that i'll ever actually do some shit like that. i don't really find the need to remove other humans lives for no apparent reason other than my distorted sense of reality. WTF...

this nut ass dude that shot up the gym. com'on dude. let's see here: i don't get pussy, so i'm going to go shoot up a fitness class full of women. this cat is so whacked out he turns the light out on these people before he starts blazin'. super nutball style...

i didn't know being a mass murderer got you pussy. DOH!

this guy had some family somewhere. those cats apparently missed the signs that captain wackido needed some extra attention. this proves once again that the most dangerous crazy peeps are the ones who don't recognize their own dysfunction. i know i'm throwed, so i go to fucking therapy, & i keep a close eye on myself.

i suppose if i hadn't had sex except twice & not had a jawn since '84, i might take a trip to the other side as well. nooooooooooooooooooo! my crazy doesn't get down like that.

make like dude doesn't look like most nutty peeps in the news: straight whack job...

PEACE
...be calm...

you believe that shit...

i passed a thought through today about why so many humans are so adamant about believing things that clearly make no sense in light of reality & the nature of the universe. i believe these people just don't want to think about it. it's a hell of a lot easier to not think about how crazy what you believe is than it is to go crazy finding out that what you believe makes no sense at all.

it's truly fascinating to understand the prevalence & perpetuation of religions amongst humans. if one really studies the foundations of these organizations, it suddenly becomes apparent that the basic messages are the same.

make like being a particular religion actually determines the outcome of life...

PEACE
...be calm...

do i make you horny baby...

i feel sorry for people who do not have enjoyable sex lives. i've had some issues here & there w/dry spells in the past, but i've been fortunate as hell overall.

i can honestly say that i've never had a "dead" fuck. i've also gotten some pretty awesome head on a regular basis in most of my relationships. the favor was readily returned.

i don't like to brag on my dick. DICK! [i know, juvenile...just fuckin' around...] really though, dick bragging usually doesn't work out. it's better in most if not all cases to let your stroke speak for itself. between anecdotal evidence from honeys & sharing stories w/other dudes, those that talk shit about their dicks are usually just that: full of shit.

why advertise? closest i ever came was this jawn in college who wanted to question my freak. i kindly proceeded to inform her that i don't talk, i do. needless to say, she pressed the issue. i ended up pokin' a few hours later. the ass was mega chunky.

i can honestly say i'm a sucker for a chunk booty. tits are not all that important to me sexually. you gotta have an ass though. an ass, some hips, legs, & a nice grill will have me acting the fuck stupid. fortunately i'm older now & i know how to curb certain instinctul behaviors.

either way, i've always dug honeys. sexy is the ultimate qualifier though. i say this 'cause a jawn could be ugly as fuck & still be sexy enough to catch a poke-a-thon. shit happens...

make like i have a super shitty average sex life...

PEACE
...be calm...

beauty comes in many shapes & forms...

i'd have to say i enjoy most of them. obviously my primary focus on beauty is directed towards women. [big friggin' surprise] while this interest occupies a great deal of my thought on beauty, i consider many, many other manifestations of beauty.

music
sculpture
paintings
poetry
photography
animals
landscapes
plants
etc.

i love the beautiful things of life. sadly the current nature of human existence does not frequently allow for the stopping & smelling of flowers. beauty & enjoyment of its representation is neither encouraged nor respected as purposeful. i'd have to say the less affluent a human is in capitalist society, the less opportunity there is to pause the everyday life long enough to absorb the various presentations of beauty.

guess i'm feeling artistic at the moment. no matter what else i do w/my human existence, i will always manifest my universal energy in its creative forms most predominantly. i am most at peace when either creating or enjoying creations...

make like i don't love creating...

PEACE
...be calm...