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I Don't Even Know Why The Fuck I Post Anymore
One more time
Wednesday, 15 February 2017
Sunday, 12 February 2017
"Close my friends, pretty damn close to getting there. The days fall away even more quickly than before and I can't seem to keep my fingers onto the cliff anymore. My daze has become more apparent to me than I can will the urge to fight from. Strange days bring strange ideas. What have I become?"
Friday, 10 February 2017
I emerged from my habitat and decided to do what needed to be done and its done in a funky way. Funky in a way that things are weird outside in the daylight.
It's a Full Moon tonight.
Take note, that I fear your stupidness.
Stop being stupid.
REST YOUR SELF!
rested brain out
Wednesday, 8 February 2017
Sunday, 5 February 2017
Walking around in a daze to get some food like you're in some movie about a groundhog. I like food, I'm in the 1/3 part of making some right now.
It's gonna taste awesome.
I decided to type since I have nothing other to do and things are going as planned, just as ... I planned.
I went for a run today, as usual, to see things and be outside when this no good dog started to chase me. That's a fib.
So I got done running and damn it to hell I felt so much power from my run...I ran again! Over and over and over, I ran. Almost, to much running.. a person, not running would think.
Humanity was born to run baby!
Let me prose the scientific method:
(prose is that a word, fck it go with it)
-Penguins are awesome
...and I run.
I am human, therefore humanity was born to run. If not for anything other than to just get the lead out.
Lead is bad. You're not suppose to drink it.
I have to go now...but remember this:
rockin' rockin' and rollin' is rulin'
Thursday, 2 February 2017
warm-bodied steel fortress
Ah, its me again. I mean you, its you again.
Threads of fabric fall apart, just like thoughts in time.
No reason to feel anything other than what is
Sigh, so slow right now, just no nothing of any motivation to do anything at all. I have things that need to be done and I just keep saying, "nah". It's not a good thing I don't think.
Mmm, at least the weather is getting warmer.
I have to go now
Monday, 23 January 2017
Ever had a plant.
Ever had a plant that never stopped growing?
So you throw that bitch outside when its freezing cold hoping it will die, but secretly wish it well.
Then you bring it back inside because you know its seen the last of its days and ...
It starts growing again.
Well, I did that two 2 two years ago, 2 years ... ago.
I put that plant outside again in the weather that is most current to this post, what am I; a weather man semicolon. and oh yeas I put it out this time since some damn fireants seemed to have made this plant home.
You wanna know how old this plant is?
Like 20+ years yo.
Its like a tropical plant that turned into a beast plant. Thing is baller, and weighs more than 75 lbs with potting soil in it, and I know this because I tried to transfer it outside with a 2-wheeler and that shit busted!
Not really, I was drunk and it tipped over because that is what you do when you booze, play with your plants. They are nice and quiet.
It'll be alright
Thursday, 19 January 2017
I can't decide
Is it Febuary?
It sure isn't, and you know what that means...its still January. Who comes up with this shit anyhow? I want to make a month called ... hmmm, if I could make a month called anything it would have to be -- eeh : oh : ah : eh :]
I think that makes sense, it certainly does to me.
I got this damn ball of rubberbands that I keep on collecting. I always have to keep adding to this damn monster of a ball since it is always hungry!
So ones days I says to da ball, "I ain't givin' you no more damn rubber-bands you damn heathen!" and then I started to walk aways from the ball o rubba' and something happened, something bounced.
"What the fuck is bouncing in my housin'?" I said aloud.
moments passed that seemed like minutes on a crappy clock that won't ever keep proper time.
...Then all of the sudden this ball of rubber exploded into a spectacular picture of confettii until I pulled out some tape and put it all back together!
"Hello Bill", it seemed to say.
I used sign-language to convey: "My name is not Bill".
"I know Bill"
It was for sure talking now.
So, how is it being a post-exploded ball of rubber-bands? "I think I said",
(see what I did there? me either)
Well, the tension seems to have gone.
Friday, 6 January 2017
Sunday, 27 November 2016
Hellooooo November! November .....wait, its almost December.
I made it though, post a month and I made it! Just as I planned. And just as I planned it gets coooool weather-wise and you know what that means. It means that hibernation starts to work its mysterious ways on people who still know what living and being alive mean. Does that makes sense?
Fucking yes it does.
Arg! I can't think of anything else to type so I will make up a story:
Billy was a boy that loved to play with thermometers. He would chew on the glass part that measured the temperature like a billy goat that loved to dance on a mountain. That's probably why we don't call him Billy anymore, ever since the incident.
Last time I saw Billy he was glowing with a strangy glowy glow about his fat head that he always seemed to have. I remember it just like it was yesterday:
"What's up Billy!" said me
"There's something in those trees." said B
"Ha ha, like what? The predator from that movie?" said I
"I can see everything!" said this guy
"Who are you?" said I
B said, "Go!, run now! get to the sea-doooo!"
This guy said, "Noooo my only weakness, which is water!"
I said this is stupid and left.
Mmmm, can't say much more than that which is going on right now. Days roll into days and so on. Its nice to type things and thoughts out though. Its pretty fun. I can make stuff up like this:
Lonely glove on the side of the highway watches the cars and trucks past by its way. Motorcycle mania man falls down and scraps his hand in a distant land away from glove.
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