but not really...
but kinda...
anyway, there is no real conflict. i actually do highly dislike most humans. why? quite simply because it appears that most humans find it so damn difficult to be concerned for their fellow human.
it seems so dramatic at times that i'd swear my concern is some kind of character flaw. imagine, people will give shit away to strangers for Thanksgiving, Christmas, when their houses burn down, or some other disaster occurs. oddly, these very same people will damn near kill not to have any income taken from them to better the overall conditions of society in general.
is it stingy or stupidity? perhaps it's just selfishness. i dunno...
i had to learn the hard way to be cold towards people. i have my darkness about me, but generally speaking, i like to see others w/o suffering. apparently i'm one of a small group of humans who thinks this way...
WTF!
make like i don't thoroughly enjoy creating beats...
PEACE
...be calm...
Friday, November 28, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
be the fuck quiet...
this guy at my job will not STFU!
goddamnit.
apparently he's irritated that i don't talk to him anymore. it wouldn't be so bad if he knew when there wasn't shit to say, and proceeded to cease making verbal nonsense come out of his fucking face...
but no, he does not seem to possess this ability...
he let's the foolishness flow from his face like a flood of verbal feces. oh the stench!
this fucker actually commentated a vehicle being picked up by a tow truck. WTF! how do you think to do that? who gives a fuck? imagine getting a play-by-play on a tow job...
fuck that. STFU dude!
goddamn!!!!
make like this guy knows he talks too fucking much...
PEACE
...be calm...
goddamnit.
apparently he's irritated that i don't talk to him anymore. it wouldn't be so bad if he knew when there wasn't shit to say, and proceeded to cease making verbal nonsense come out of his fucking face...
but no, he does not seem to possess this ability...
he let's the foolishness flow from his face like a flood of verbal feces. oh the stench!
this fucker actually commentated a vehicle being picked up by a tow truck. WTF! how do you think to do that? who gives a fuck? imagine getting a play-by-play on a tow job...
fuck that. STFU dude!
goddamn!!!!
make like this guy knows he talks too fucking much...
PEACE
...be calm...
Monday, November 24, 2008
i have a problem...
i must be like super stupidly relaxed to be my most productively creative...
my mind races so fast sometimes that even i am unable to keep up w/the thoughts. had to start writing things down out of volume as opposed to forgetfulness. sometimes shit resurfaces when opportunities have ignorantly moved on to knock at other individuals' doors...
can't be havin' that type shit go on your whole life and expect to achieve the accomplishment of any significant personal goals. no matter how small or large, move has got the streak on still by a mile.
sadly, knowing one's enemy does not always represent the beginning of devising the plan to defeat the enemy...
the enemy doesn't generally tend to give a fuck about shit like that either...
make like the Weegles didn't try to fuck McNabb yesterday, fucking Illadelph sports franchises...
PEACE
...be calm...
my mind races so fast sometimes that even i am unable to keep up w/the thoughts. had to start writing things down out of volume as opposed to forgetfulness. sometimes shit resurfaces when opportunities have ignorantly moved on to knock at other individuals' doors...
can't be havin' that type shit go on your whole life and expect to achieve the accomplishment of any significant personal goals. no matter how small or large, move has got the streak on still by a mile.
sadly, knowing one's enemy does not always represent the beginning of devising the plan to defeat the enemy...
the enemy doesn't generally tend to give a fuck about shit like that either...
make like the Weegles didn't try to fuck McNabb yesterday, fucking Illadelph sports franchises...
PEACE
...be calm...
Saturday, November 22, 2008
a wicked world's ways...
sounded interesting enough...
so how is it that no one readily recognizes that doctors are professional guessers?
sometimes the motherfuckers guess wrong...
daughters of bastards...
my modderfocken feat mayun...
why are steriods okay when a doctor says you have inflammation, but not when you want to look like Billy Bodybuilder?
the great drug hypocrisy rears it's ugly fuckin' head yet again...
make like i love my blimbiddy blippin' gig...
PEACE
...be calm...
so how is it that no one readily recognizes that doctors are professional guessers?
sometimes the motherfuckers guess wrong...
daughters of bastards...
my modderfocken feat mayun...
why are steriods okay when a doctor says you have inflammation, but not when you want to look like Billy Bodybuilder?
the great drug hypocrisy rears it's ugly fuckin' head yet again...
make like i love my blimbiddy blippin' gig...
PEACE
...be calm...
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
when does it all end...
let's see, this is going to be one of those stream of consciousness type posts. most of these are anyway, but i'm feeling a little more consciousness than usual...
i am constantly in the act of assessing my life situation. what does that mean? basically, i never stop thinking. that isn't to say that anyone does or is able to do so, but i have the unpleasant mental characteristic of never truly resting my mind.
i try to find peace, but WTF is that exactly?
oops...
i don't feel like typing anymore...
perhaps some other time...
make like i'm not about to make a beat...
PEACE
...be calm...
i am constantly in the act of assessing my life situation. what does that mean? basically, i never stop thinking. that isn't to say that anyone does or is able to do so, but i have the unpleasant mental characteristic of never truly resting my mind.
i try to find peace, but WTF is that exactly?
oops...
i don't feel like typing anymore...
perhaps some other time...
make like i'm not about to make a beat...
PEACE
...be calm...
Monday, November 17, 2008
wilthing...
the proper name for the solution to ridding all drawers of skid marks...
unless you're just a dusty assed fucker, someone who previews turds prior to shitting, or have a leaky asshole, you may have a desire to alleviate skid marks in your drawers.
solution?
WILTH
this is named in honor of Will Smith. didn't wan't to call it willsmithing, so...
basically you just wash out your ass after every shit. dry ass toilet tissue/paper just doesn't quite get everything out all the time. if you don't feel like having to carry around wipes all the time, all you you need is a bathroom w/hand soap & paper towels.
what you do is use 3 pieces of paper towel of an acceptable size for the crack of your ass. towel 1 you leave dry. towel 2 you soak. towel 3 you soak and put hand soap on for the 1st step of the wilth process.
after completely finishing your shit, you wipe your ass as usual w/the tissue/paper. you could skip this step, but it may make things messy for wilth step 1. step 1 is just to wash out your ass w/the soapy towel, towel 3. easy...
moving on to step 2, you make sure you've washed any and all residual shit from the crack of your ass. be mindful of anal leaking. you shouldn't move on to step 2 until there is no shit on the step 1 towel at all. no shit = rinse the soap out of your ass w/towel 2, the soaked towel. easy again...
finally, the step that makes your life pleasant and your drawers skid free. step 3 is simply to make sure your ass crack is dry w/towel 1, the dry towel. now you're good to go. stupid easy style...
welcome to the world of wilth...
make like i dig skid marks in my drawers...
PEACE
...be calm...
unless you're just a dusty assed fucker, someone who previews turds prior to shitting, or have a leaky asshole, you may have a desire to alleviate skid marks in your drawers.
solution?
WILTH
this is named in honor of Will Smith. didn't wan't to call it willsmithing, so...
basically you just wash out your ass after every shit. dry ass toilet tissue/paper just doesn't quite get everything out all the time. if you don't feel like having to carry around wipes all the time, all you you need is a bathroom w/hand soap & paper towels.
what you do is use 3 pieces of paper towel of an acceptable size for the crack of your ass. towel 1 you leave dry. towel 2 you soak. towel 3 you soak and put hand soap on for the 1st step of the wilth process.
after completely finishing your shit, you wipe your ass as usual w/the tissue/paper. you could skip this step, but it may make things messy for wilth step 1. step 1 is just to wash out your ass w/the soapy towel, towel 3. easy...
moving on to step 2, you make sure you've washed any and all residual shit from the crack of your ass. be mindful of anal leaking. you shouldn't move on to step 2 until there is no shit on the step 1 towel at all. no shit = rinse the soap out of your ass w/towel 2, the soaked towel. easy again...
finally, the step that makes your life pleasant and your drawers skid free. step 3 is simply to make sure your ass crack is dry w/towel 1, the dry towel. now you're good to go. stupid easy style...
welcome to the world of wilth...
make like i dig skid marks in my drawers...
PEACE
...be calm...
Sunday, November 16, 2008
daughters of bastards...
i shall beateth thou soundly.
1K thrashes w/the beasty meat rod...
that would be some mad metrosexualism...
i'm loosely buggin', but not quite...
just fuckin' w/the monitor(s) & keyboard...
i can fucking type...
blah, blah, blah...
aight, i'm cool, i'm done...
make like this post was ever at all, even remotely, pre or well conceived...
PEACE
...be calm...
1K thrashes w/the beasty meat rod...
that would be some mad metrosexualism...
i'm loosely buggin', but not quite...
just fuckin' w/the monitor(s) & keyboard...
i can fucking type...
blah, blah, blah...
aight, i'm cool, i'm done...
make like this post was ever at all, even remotely, pre or well conceived...
PEACE
...be calm...
i completely almost forgot what i wanted to...
i sometimes miss my mizo/pizo. since the mizo dizoed 07/03, it's not really a consideration any more.
the truth is i've missed both of them for essentially my whole life. a lie would be that the shit was all fucked up. reality is there is just enough good shit to wonder WTF was it that made the bad shit suck that was even necessary.
it took some serious life time to get this shit in the envelope. too many fucking papercuts. problem can be sometimes that we forget the shit we went through to get the whatever it is into the envelope. fuck around and do that, now you've got these ideas about taking the shit back out.
that's the fucking real problem...
that's when you gotta look at the envelope as a fucking toilet. we don't look to take shit out of any toilet. plumbers don't even like shit. not the one's i've known.
so the moral is pizo isn't dizo yizo, but i just don't have any incentive to fuck w/dude...
it ain't hate. it actually is love. fuck'em...
it isn't the person that is missed, it's the relationship that should have been, but never quite made the train to get there on time...missed connections...damn...
make like the pizo didn't master the art of a non-performing fiz...
PEACE
...be calm...
the truth is i've missed both of them for essentially my whole life. a lie would be that the shit was all fucked up. reality is there is just enough good shit to wonder WTF was it that made the bad shit suck that was even necessary.
it took some serious life time to get this shit in the envelope. too many fucking papercuts. problem can be sometimes that we forget the shit we went through to get the whatever it is into the envelope. fuck around and do that, now you've got these ideas about taking the shit back out.
that's the fucking real problem...
that's when you gotta look at the envelope as a fucking toilet. we don't look to take shit out of any toilet. plumbers don't even like shit. not the one's i've known.
so the moral is pizo isn't dizo yizo, but i just don't have any incentive to fuck w/dude...
it ain't hate. it actually is love. fuck'em...
it isn't the person that is missed, it's the relationship that should have been, but never quite made the train to get there on time...missed connections...damn...
make like the pizo didn't master the art of a non-performing fiz...
PEACE
...be calm...
Friday, November 14, 2008
goddamnit...
how do you actually spell that word?
is it goddammit, or goddamnit?
not that it makes much of a difference, just fuckin' around...
just for the record, i read that weekly column Savage Love today, and i totally disagree w/dude. if you put things in your ass as a dude to derive sexual pleasure, you are at minimum flirting w/gayness.
i am not anti-gay, but i do believe i am somewhat homophobic. i say that 'cause i don't want anything entering my ass. this is not an area open for sexual experimentation. i'm comfortable enough to joke about it, but no thank you on the ass play.
no tossed salads w/my fellatio platter either...
make like i don't say whatever the fuck i feel...
PEACE
...be calm...
is it goddammit, or goddamnit?
not that it makes much of a difference, just fuckin' around...
just for the record, i read that weekly column Savage Love today, and i totally disagree w/dude. if you put things in your ass as a dude to derive sexual pleasure, you are at minimum flirting w/gayness.
i am not anti-gay, but i do believe i am somewhat homophobic. i say that 'cause i don't want anything entering my ass. this is not an area open for sexual experimentation. i'm comfortable enough to joke about it, but no thank you on the ass play.
no tossed salads w/my fellatio platter either...
make like i don't say whatever the fuck i feel...
PEACE
...be calm...
Thursday, November 13, 2008
what an interesting year...
this year has seen some very distinctly memorable events. some obviously more important than others, but all memorable.
Obama got elected. i had a major revelation. the Phillies won the World Series. that's a double, 'cause Illadelph teams tend to choke during championship opportunities. makes me glad i'm not an Illadelph sports fan...
apparently, my revelation has ushered in a higher sense of universal consciousness. although i'm not always mindful of it, i believe my state of mind has matured somewhat significantly this year.
this is not something that happened instantly, but i have noticed certain changes in my patterns of thought that are more pronounced this year.
sadly, the negative economic circumstances have served to dampen some of my personal achievements, but i ain't dead.
focus & balance are a bitch when shit's falling apart around you. all the more reason to maintain.
make like i've got $2400 sitting in my front pocket...
PEACE
...be calm...
Obama got elected. i had a major revelation. the Phillies won the World Series. that's a double, 'cause Illadelph teams tend to choke during championship opportunities. makes me glad i'm not an Illadelph sports fan...
apparently, my revelation has ushered in a higher sense of universal consciousness. although i'm not always mindful of it, i believe my state of mind has matured somewhat significantly this year.
this is not something that happened instantly, but i have noticed certain changes in my patterns of thought that are more pronounced this year.
sadly, the negative economic circumstances have served to dampen some of my personal achievements, but i ain't dead.
focus & balance are a bitch when shit's falling apart around you. all the more reason to maintain.
make like i've got $2400 sitting in my front pocket...
PEACE
...be calm...
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